Date: 2019-04-12 09:49 pm (UTC)
withoutswords: (~ look down)
Eowyn is by now impatient and tired almost to the point of petulance, despite Faramir's gentle maneuverings. Fortunately the healers give each other a glance, and then another pointed glance at Faramir, a silent Make sure your lady wife finishes that meal and does not push herself too hard!, before taking themselves away again for a time to leave the new family in peace.

Eowyn smiles a little. "I think someone wants his milk, and does not yet know who I am," she says instead, unlacing the front of her gown before reaching to take the babe. It takes a few attempts before he latches on properly, and she winces a little when he does. "Ai, yes, I fear I was too right!"
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