Disclaimer: not my hot Gondorian, Tolkien's hot Gondorian.
Notes: For the surface challenge and a sort of companion piece to The keepsake.
How could I speak of what I felt? I did not have the words.
So many emotions played across his ever-changing face, to read their secrets would take a wiser man than I.
Then came a day when all was quite still, as a lake whose surface mirrors the sky.
I no longer knew if I looked at him or myself.
Any defence conquered, any resistance stripped away.
He had shielded the kingdom against every invader, valiant beyond the call of duty.
Well he knew when a single blow would suffice.
His king he defeated with one single, rippling smile.