Eowyn eyes the heavy saddlebags with bemused amazement. "They have noticed I have not eaten well for the past few days, I know, but I did not think they feared I was wasting away!" She turns rueful. "That or our news is already guessed, perhaps."
She takes the saddlebags from him and loads them onto Windfola, as Faramir tends to his own mount. By the time he is ready she is already mounted, and Windfola prancing in place, eager for a good ride. Eowyn looks vastly amused by her horse's impatience.
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Date: 2018-09-06 10:14 am (UTC)She takes the saddlebags from him and loads them onto Windfola, as Faramir tends to his own mount. By the time he is ready she is already mounted, and Windfola prancing in place, eager for a good ride. Eowyn looks vastly amused by her horse's impatience.