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leftbehindthesea ([personal profile] leftbehindthesea) wrote in [community profile] faemused 2018-07-16 08:50 am (UTC)

Lothiriel flushes shyly.

"Well. I only thought... I mean, I am learning, but I'm not really good with a sword, you know, so it would have upset papa and mama if I'd gone to fight, but I didn't want to stay home and be useless! SO, when we came to Minas Tirith, I pretended to be one of the healer apprentices. There are ever so many, you know, who is going to notice one more? Amorthos knew, and he promised he wouldn't tell, so long as I didn't put myself at undue risk, and I was ever so careful! But I do like your Riders! They're all so different to the knights, and some of them were very young and afraid, you know, since they didn't speak Westron well. So I would sit by them and sing to them sometimes, and bring them flowers, and things! And your brother, he'd come and visit them, and he seemed nice, and ... he is very handsome, so I didn't really mind... And then one day he caught me sneaking back into our house, and he laughed very hard, but he was very nice about it, once he understood, and he said he wouldn't tell papa."

She looks at Eowyn earnestly.

"I promise, he was very proper, even when he didn't know who I was."

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