Confidence – Finduilas POV – 1 of 2
In which Finduilas confides in someone, fails to do so with someone else, and gains a great deal of confidence when dealing with a third.
So, if my heroine is not a doormat, as conventionally written in LotR fanfic, but she’s also not She-ra, warrior princess, how does she exert her authority? By being a smart cookie. This chapter is an exploration of the various permutations of the concept of confidence, something Finduilas possesses in spades.
It also takes up the question of what Gandalf was (or wasn’t) doing to gain Denethor’s ire. Snooping and meddling, mostly. I’m someone who has grown increasingly less fond of the wizard the more I get to know him. He’s arrogant, secretive, pissy, high-handed, and generally rude to everyone around him. Unless you are one of “the wise” (i.e., a fellow immortal), he doesn’t tell you shit of what is going on; he just demands that you do as he says because he says it.
I’d give him a cold shoulder, too.
Finduilas, when faced with another arrogant and pushy fellow, gives him an earful and things to think about before he treats her that way again. He won’t.