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[grumpycatanthir]

"Hmph." He opinions.

"Have they paid no attention to the maps? I remain perilously close to the front lines."

[withoutswords]

The baby does not react, but the attendant smiles at them both, for this is the part of her work that makes the rest worthwhile. "I do not think you need fear," she says quietly. There is hustle in the background, as various people clean the bloody rushes and cloth and set the room to rights. "We are all of us familiar with the White Lady's determination. And her courage!"

She looks over her shoulder at someone, then turns back, smiling. "I think the lady will be in your bedchamber by now, if you would like to see her and verify for yourself that she is well. And then you should sleep also, my lord Prince! It has been a long night."

[withoutswords]

He bundles her in close despite this complaint, which she finds touching, and his body heat quickly warms her. She buries her face against his chest, under the blankets, relieved by the warmth she finds there. The scent of him fills her nostrils, and that too is comforting, and she relaxes once more into contentment as she wraps an arm around his waist, stroking lightly at his back.

[takesnoshit]

"But you have numbers," Haleth says in return, her expression serious. "You have weapons, armor, horses. You have resources, metals, a smithy. You have allies and information about the Enemy's movements, his abilities. We have nothing but our hands and feet and what scraps we have salvaged, and the Enemy has already proven that he will seek out weaker prey first. We are no match for him. We are barely a match for the elements."

She rubs at her forehead, and the set of her jaw is grim. "I am not altogether certain my law-sister's faction is wrong, though the thought tastes like submission to me, and I little like it."

[theywhowait]

"Tis true, her courage is unquestionable."

He looks up to smile wearily at her. I never thanked you, but I do so now, for letting me be there for her, little as I could do."

[theywhowait]

He snuggles her close.

"Is all well?" He yawns. "What time is it?"

[grumpycatanthir]

"So do all of us" he snorts. "I am rich, yes - but that is shrewd management and luck of placement. If you must accept oversight, there are safer lands than mine."

[takesnoshit]

Haleth is silent for a moment. "That is so," she says finally. "But accepting oversight in your lands has as an advantage to recommend it that no other could offer. As my sister has guessed, and does not hesitate to point out."

And Haleth is not at all pleased at having her...not weakness, perhaps temptation...used against her.

She sighs and rubs her forehead. "But all this is known, by us both. It serves us little to cover such ground again."

[withoutswords]

"All is most well, my husband." She tilts her head up and kisses him lingeringly. "And I do not know. Not yet dawn, I think."

[withoutswords]

"I do not think your contribution was so small." She smiles kindly. "And I know Lady Eowyn was most glad to have you join her. I thank you for easing our burden. Come; likely she sleeps, and should, for she has great need of rest after her efforts. But your son should greet his naneth."

[grumpycatanthir]

"One that would please us both" he grumbles agreement. "But not benefit your people as much as they think, I wager. No. My earlier advice stands still - this is not a good place for your people, no matter how much I wish to keep you by my side."

[theywhowait]

He yawns himself, and blinks. "Your pardon - I had not felt my own weariness until this moment. You are certain it is alright to disturb her?"

[theywhowait]

He kisses her back, slow and sleepy but waking up as he does.

"Hm. Time enow before we are rousted out of our beds then, I assume."

[withoutswords]

She sighs a little, content and relaxing once more now that she is warm. "Time enow for what?"

(la la la bsing la la)

[withoutswords]

"Let us go and see, and then we may judge," she says. Behind them Elana gives instructions to Eowyn's ladies--how long she should remain abed, what she should eat, what signs to watch for--so they are all able to leave without difficulty. The wet-nurse follows, taking the baby from Faramir with a smiling comment about how he's tired enough that it is a wonder he is yet standing.

When they do reach Faramir and Eowyn's rooms, she is there, deeply asleep. She is still too pale, but her breathing is steady. Another healer sits nearby, sewing something to keep her hands busy, and smiles she looks up at them. "Do not wake her," she says quietly. "There is a camp bed set up for you in the adjoining room, my lord, but we think it best that she sleep alone for now. If you wish I will promise to call for you when she wakes."

[takesnoshit]

"I wish I did not agree." Haleth frowns, then shakes her head. "I apologize for my law-sister's intrusion, which I cannot imagine was pleasant. Had you finished your sparring? If not, I would be interested to try my hand against yours."

Re: (la la la bsing la la)

[theywhowait]

He lets his son go reluctantly with a wry comment that he is not the one who has been striving these last hours!

His eyes are soft as he looks on his wife and he nods, stealing close enough to brush a soft kiss to her brow in thanks before retreating.

[grumpycatanthir]

"It was not entirely unexpected." He shrugs, and looks at her with interest.

"I would not mind. Your preference of weapon?"

[theywhowait]

He grins at her and runs a teasing, ticklish hand up her side.

"Perhaps for a morning snuggle?"

[withoutswords]

She laughs, a youthful, delighted sound. They are both of them still undressed, having fallen into sleep directly after their play last night, and his fingers trail over sensitive skin. She squirms despite herself. "A snuggle, you say? My people would use more colorful terms, I think."

timeskip

[withoutswords]

Eowyn does not stir, then or for some time. It is hours later before she wakes, and when she does it is slow and difficult, for she is wearied beyond anything she has experienced since her battle on the Pelennor. Though it is different; there is not the fearsome, deathly numbing cold she remembers from that, only a sense of exhaustion. As always when waking now she places a hand to her abdomen, as though to check on the babe within--and then she remembers.

It takes effort to sit up, and as soon as she makes the attempt there is a healer's apprentice there to aid her, and to give all the answers Eowyn instantly demands, including the location of her husband and her child, and their state of well-being. She asks next that both be brought to her, that she may see for herself. To fetch Faramir is but a matter of seconds, since he sleeps nearby. Their child is only a few rooms away, but still Eowyn's husband arrives first. She looks up as soon as she hears his footsteps. She is still pale, and resting on many pillows, but otherwise looks herself.

we can timeskip over the actual sparring, yes?

[takesnoshit]

"Staff, or spear," she says at once. "We may try others later, but let us begin with those."

It is a choice where is greater height and reach will be minimized, to an extent. Haleth is not tall for her kind.

[theywhowait]

He kisses her with a laugh.

"Well we could just snuggle, if you prefer~"

Re: we can timeskip over the actual sparring, yes?

[grumpycatanthir]

(ooc: yes please XD)

"Staves then, until we have a better measure of each other." He nods, moving to grab one for himself and let her choose one in turn.

"Have you a favoured weapon?"

Re: timeskip

[theywhowait]

Faramir has been sleeping but lightly, so it is a moment's work to come to her.

"Eowyn." He murmurs in relief and comes close to kiss her.

"So my shieldmaiden has won a new battle."