My 2nd place-winning fic for Arwen short challenge 7! I had to trim it for length to meet the word count requirements. This is the FULL version.
“My lady, he’s here.”
Four words. Four small words I’ve been dreading since the दिन my father told me that he had promised me to King Arthur of Camelot.
“Thank you, I’ll be down presently,” I say, not turning around. It was rude of me, I know. I usually treat my servants better than this. Hopefully they will forgive my curtness, understanding my reticence to be whisked away द्वारा some… escort… to go and be married to a complete stranger....
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