A New-Old Maid

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except Dalfin's Valley Girl personality. I take full blame for that.

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Everyone stared as Dalfin swept into the hall and stopped before the throne, staring at Theoden, shocked.

"Whoah! Like, what happened to that like, strong healthy Theoden King I like, remember?" Dalfin exclaimed.

Grima stepped forward. "His majesty has been ill," he said silkily.

"Like, that's why I'm here, duh!" Dalfin rolled her eyes. "I'm gonna make him better!"

Grima sneered as he walked closely around her with an oily grace. "I can guess how you intend to do that," he sneered, looking down her bodice, yelping as Dalfin subtly kicked his shin. Stepping forward, she prepared to battle Saruman.