"So it is." Her look at him is fond, despite the slight warning of a moment ago. Faramir worries for all those he loves, but she well understands why. "As will the lined carry-sack your cousin Lothiriel sent. When I am allowed to ride once more, I hope to take him with me." She picks Elboron up, lifting him above her head, grateful for the renewed strength that lets her do so at last. "Do you think you will like that, my little one?"
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Date: 2019-05-10 11:31 am (UTC)