She laughs and moves Windfola into position, and they proceed at a sedate pace from the stable.

A slow pace is necessary through Edoras, partly for safety--the people of the Mark know better than to block the main roads idly, but even so accidents can happen--and partly because they are again, for a few minutes, on display. There are cheers and shouts as they ride by, the White Lady and her new husband the Prince of Ithilien. Eowyn beams at her people, waving, and if she is impatient it only shows once they are free of the city streets when she lets out a relieved sigh, turning to Faramir. "So! Shall we make a long, leisurely trip of it, or hurry?"