musebox for Ashfae's minions

"Ah, I see," Éowyn laughs. "Your true motivation is revealed; you wish merely to escape the trials my folk would set before you." Her eyes dance with fondness and mirth even in the low light, every word nothing but a playful tease. Her expression softens with affection and appreciation when he takes her hand and kisses her fingers, teasing forgotten for now.

"I know it," she murmurs, smiling tenderly. "With you here, there is no sorrow or hardship I could not endure."