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He smiles at her, his heart in his eyes.

"And I love thee."

But they've dawdled enough, and duty recalls them both. They are welcomed into their Halls with shouts of gladness, and the next few hours are a whirl of work, approving designs and checking on the soundness of the buildings and fields. By days end they both have the warm feeling of a job well done, and retire to their private rooms - which are, indeed, finished - with a tired satisfaction.

"Things go better then I feared." He smiles at her as they settle into their chairs over dinner.

"And yet you chided me for fearing we would not yet have a roof above our heads!" She sets to her dinner with good will, for it has been a long day. And it is most pleasant to have a meal that was not cooked above an open campfire, for the first time in some weeks. "Which particular fears have been relieved?"

"I feared it too!" He laughs at her. "But less than you, as I knew the builders. But I was most concerned about the state of the orchards and the fields, considering how long they've lain untended. But fortunately they seem to be coming along well, although I doubt we'll see a proper harvest for some years yet. What are your thoughts on today?"

"The same as I said this morning," she says. "That this is a beautiful but much neglected land, and we will have much to do to reclaim it. But an excellent beginning has been made here. Our house is taking shape, and I can see places where we might extend things, or improve them. We will need to gain most of our supplies through trade for some time, but I cannot forsee any difficulty there."

Her smile turns briefly amused. They are well connected indeed, both of them, not just to Gondor and Rohan but to the woodland realm and the mountain children. They have a wealth of allies and artisans at their disposal, and no small amount of coin to draw upon. An abundance of possibilities.

"But I think these first few years will be a little difficult, when it comes to sustaining those here or making space for more. That is a problem, particularly if we need to watch for roving bands of orcs in the forests." She does frown at that, for there have been sightings of such, and a few skirmishes, though few this far west. The Enemy is defeated and the land knows peace such as it has not seen for centuries, but there is still work to do for fighters. She is no longer one of them, nor wishes to be, but she can still think as one. "I think your Rangers will not yet be able to put away their bows for some time yet."

He nods, agreeing with her assessment.

"We see the same, then - we are fortunate to have good allies, in that regard! We may have to tighten our belts a little for the first few years, but I think that little hardship, comparatively."

He nods, a little grim.

"Too many far too close, for my liking. But I suppose we are very close to the borders of the Black Lands, and it will be some time before we can clear out all their nests. Will you ride with us, or will you hold your battles elsewhere, milady?"

Eowyn laughs and lifts her goblet to him in a toast. "If tightening our belts includes meals such as this, I do not think it will be much of a hardship at all." It is nothing spectacular as meals go, not something to match a Rohirric feast or to grace the King's table in Gondor, but it is entirely satisfactory to Eowyn's wishes and needs.

She sobers however, and shakes her head to his question. "No. I thank you for asking me, but no." She loves him all the more for the invitation, so casually offered, with the assumption that if she wished to ride to battle she would be not only able but entirely right and welcome to do so. Few have graced her with that respect. "But what I said before still holds true. I fear I will not pick up a sword again. Not unless the need is very great."

"Perhaps it might even be good for us!" He pokes at his belly thoughtfully. "I would not wish to allow myself to grow flabby!"

He nods and smiles, reaching across to squeeze her hands understandingly. "We will have to make sure your healing halls are fully stocked, before there is any riding out in serious campaigns, I think. Our first priority, sadly!"

She laughs a little as he pokes his stomach, and reaches over to do the same, tickling his ribs a little as she is at it. "I promise, if you begin to grow flabby I will chase you through the fields until you are lean again."

His understanding makes her smile in return, and she bends to kiss his fingers. "You will do one sort of battle and I another, and we shall make certain both of us are well prepared before we engage our enemies. But it need not be our first priority." Her eyes twinkle at him. "That was to test the soundness of our rooms, remember?"

He bats at her fingers with a laugh.

"That hardly sounds a threat!" He teases back and nods.

"Ah, you remind me of the importance of... more imediate issues." He grins at her.

"Have you eaten enough? I have heard it said that exercise after a meal should not be strenuous, but perhaps we could begin with an exploratory walk..."

"I believe I have had sufficient," she says, her voice prim but her eyes still laughing. "How long a walk did you have in mind?"

"Oh, not very far." He says with equal gravitas.

"I was thinking, perhaps to the spare room. I do believe I saw a bed there in need of testing."

"Before we have even tested our own? Truly, you are most solicitous of your guests' comfort." The laugh is threatening to break out now, from the twitch of her mouth as she pushes her plate away and stands, reaching for his hand.

"Well, we could always test ours later." He suggests with a sly little grin.

"But since we are considering our guests, we really should try their beds first." He accepts her hand but birngs it to his lips to kiss before standing.

Oh, that grin. It always make her heart beat a little faster. "So long as we sleep in our own bed tonight," she concedes. "I would not wish our first night in our new home spent anywhere else. And besides, it too will require a rigorous...assessment."

"Not even outside under the stars?" He teases, although like her, he's looking forwards quite a lot to a soft mattress, rather than roots and stones.

"But I agree, we should, after all, make sure that all the walls and doors are... sound."

"I have had enough nights sleeping under the stars of late to content me," she says firmly, her eyes twinkling up at him. "Though I thought we were to test that the walls and doors were soundproof. After all, we wish to be sure our guests will not be disturbed when they are at rest."

"Of course, I meant that." He nods solemly, and winks at her.

"If, in the process of the testing, other things are investigated, why, we are only being efficient."

She laughs and kisses him instead of answering, a deep, lingering kiss that teases as much as their words have done. She wraps one arm around his waist and presses her other hand to his face, caressing his hair now and then, content beyond any words could describe.

After several minutes of this, more than long enough to make her breath shorter and her skin flushed, she breaks away enough to murmur, "The guest quarters seem too far away to me. Perhaps we should start with our own."

He's breathing rather heavily himself, by the time she pulls away, using the interval with her so close to tug her into his lap, hands caressing her sides.

"I do suppose we had best hurry." He agrees with a breathless nod.

"Mm." She nuzzles his face, her lips brushing against his forehead. "But you will have to release me first, my lord, if you would have us move elsewhere."

True, she's on his lap, but she can hardly move with his arms around her as they are.

He heaves a pretend sigh at her.

"As much as I enjoy having you in my arms I suppose you have a point."

He grins at her and makes a show of only reluctantly letting her go, showering her with kisses as he does.

She grins suddenly, humor alight in her face. "If you are indeed so reluctant, you could always carry me. The bedchamber is not so far."

And while once it might have been a point of pride for her to let no man carry her any distance...many things have changed. Besides, she is as unwilling to be released as he is to release her.

She kisses his neck, teasing. "Or had you thought to begin here? These chairs are somewhat unwieldy and the floor unyielding, but we could be....resourceful."

"Hm, this is true..." He has a speculative gleam in his eyes at the thought, but he laughs.

"While this is true, after so many nights sleeping rough, I fancy we test our new featherbed, my wild shieldmaiden! We can always... experiment later!"

Even so he does pick her up as he stands, pretending to wobble alarmingly.

"Uncertain on your feet, my ranger?" she taunts lightly, knowing full well that his lack of balance is deliberate and meant to tease. Faramir has more than enough strength to carry her, even if it were a longer distance than this. "Perhaps that good dinner has already rendered you unfit, and I should make you chase me awhile first. Besides, it is said that a prize too easily won is not so valued."

"My steps are made unsteady by the force of love's bolts."

He informs her with a grin.

"Or maybe it was that extra piece of cake. In which case, I will have to inform you that I will lose terribly, if we have a chase, and beg the lady to be kind!"

lol a good idea

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referencing a conversation I hope for them to have in the engagement thread we haven't started yet..

XD one day!

just need to remember to do a starter! I already feel the shape of it, more or less

/chinhands excitedly

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