Súlimëo Quentar: March Stories by Elleth

Home Sweet Home

Newly arrived at Himring, Idhlinn settles into her new healing ward. A drabble according to Open Office.

The vase, a big earthenware container with holes along the top, went into its place last.
"Done! These are leeches," Idhlinn explained at Maedhros' questioning looks. He had come, bearing an armful of books as gift, to investigate how well the Master Healer's settling-in progressed, and found her nearly finished, bustling around aglow with pride.

Idhlinn strode ahead, her boots thumping over gleaming marble floors. "Think of the possibilities, and see here!" She opened a door marked as private, revealing the laboratory full of glass applicances and herbs strung along the wall, and grinned. "A cup of tea, my lord?"

Chapter End Notes

Written for the following prompts:

B13: Four Words: vase, leech, armful, possibility; In a Manner of Speaking: Home sweet home; Last Lines: I'd just make more tea.