Eowyn glares at him. "You should tend to your meal, and--"
She gasps mid-sentence, abandoning the rebuke. This time the pain in her back is so great that she forgets all else for a moment. When it passes she is pale and clutching the edge of the table, breathing hard.
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time to make Faramir panic. *rubs hands and cackles*
Date: 2019-03-02 11:53 pm (UTC)She gasps mid-sentence, abandoning the rebuke. This time the pain in her back is so great that she forgets all else for a moment. When it passes she is pale and clutching the edge of the table, breathing hard.