Fic: Tributary - Chapter 8

Tributary
Fandom: The Silmarillion, Hayao Miyazaki's Spirited Away
Rating: PG13/T
Warnings: Mild child abuse/child endangerment, underage employment
Relationships: Maedhros/Fingon (pre-relationship), Fëanor/Nerdanel (background), other minor background relationships
Characters:Fingon, Maedhros, Círdan, Fingolfin, Anairë, Turgon, Aredhel, Fëanor, Caranthir, Maglor, Celegorm, Ambarussa, Nerdanel, Curufin, Curufin's Wife, Thranduil, Thranduil's Wife, Hildifons Took, Isengar Took, Rog (Tolkien), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Original Genderqueer Character(s)
Word Count: 34,139
Summary: Tributary: noun; a river or stream flowing into a larger river or lake.

Moving to another town can be difficult, especially when you're just a kid. Leaving everything you know behind - friends, classmates, teachers, the nice guy at the ice cream shop who sometimes snuck you an extra scoop - is scary, even if you know the place you're moving to.

For Findecáno, son of Ñolofinwë and Anairë, brother of Turucáno and Írissë, it's going to be even harder.

Dropped into a dangerous and treacherous world of spirits and magic, he doesn't know which way to turn, or even who he can trust, but he has to keep his feet under him in order to stay ahead of the great Sorcerer and save his family.

Their guests were already there when they arrived, a faintly familiar feminine laugh floating through the air. Findecáno copied Celegorm in coming around the corner and bowing before stepping down into the bath area. When he looked up, he blinked, startled. The couple before him was the same pair from the elevator. They were being shown in, stools were being pulled out and they were being helped out of the robes that they were wearing, thin cotton dyed bright blue with a goldenrod-yellow flame screen-printed on the back.

Findecáno flushed bright red when he realized that, under the robes, as they would have to be in order to properly take a bath, they were naked. He jerked his head up and stared fixedly at a space just above their heads, face burning. Celegorm shot him a puzzled look, as they stood against the wall just inside the bathing area, and Findecáno shrugged slightly with a helpless look. Celegorm rolled his eyes. Spirits had very different views about nudity, Findecáno decided.( Read more... )