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"It is not a skill we would practice much in Rohan," Eowyn says, somewhat distractedly. The touch of his hand on her hair is most soothing. "We must be more careful with fire, for things are dry and burn easily, and a wildfire on the plains is a disaster when it occurs. But in the Stone City, or on the sands of Dol Amroth, I can see how it would appeal. Alas that I cannot take part in some game myself, but I doubt trick riding is a sport much seen on the streets of Minas Tirith. And besides, it would not be fair."

There is that slight edge of pride at the last, for there are no horseriders like the Rohirrim, and all know it.