His hand is resting next to hers on the wall. As he used to, he moves it the needed few inches to cover hers. The sense of rightness is profound and immediate, the feeling that something needed has clicked into place, and that gives him courage. Hs strokes the side of her hand, calloused thumb against soft skin. "Éowyn, why do you tarry here, and do not go to the rejoicing in Cormallen beyond Cair Andros, where your brother awaits you?"
It is not that the Warden would not release her, Faramir knows. For that purpose, he would, and has said as much to them both. Faramir hopes he knows the true reason. But does she?
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Date: 2018-12-10 08:31 pm (UTC)His hand is resting next to hers on the wall. As he used to, he moves it the needed few inches to cover hers. The sense of rightness is profound and immediate, the feeling that something needed has clicked into place, and that gives him courage. Hs strokes the side of her hand, calloused thumb against soft skin. "Éowyn, why do you tarry here, and do not go to the rejoicing in Cormallen beyond Cair Andros, where your brother awaits you?"
It is not that the Warden would not release her, Faramir knows. For that purpose, he would, and has said as much to them both. Faramir hopes he knows the true reason. But does she?