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[withoutswords]

"We did," she agrees, settling in closer as he blankets them both together. "And I too have missed you, most sorely. I had not realized just how many things we did together until our work became so much more separated!" She sounds more than a little wistful, for being a mother to Elboron has in necessity meant delegating or setting aside more of her duties as Ithilien's lady, and there is a part of her that dislikes it.

But it is Elboron, and for him she would give anything. She had not truly understood until his birth how strong the bond between parent and child could be, having lost her own so young, and in such circumstances as she did.

Still...it is good to sit in quiet with her husband, both of them at ease and with nothing pressing to attend to, holding hands under the furs and watching the waterfall.

[theywhowait]

"I, as well!" He agrees. "It felt as if we were stealing time together, then, but now I realise what it truly means to catch stolen moments! Well, Elboron will grow, and we will have to steal more moments like these in the meantime."

[withoutswords]

"May we grow adept at thievery." She looks up and smiles at him. There are shadows under her eyes from too many nights of broken sleep, but the smile is genuine. "And quickly. For generous as our king has been with your time, he must be missing his Steward."

[theywhowait]

Faramir groans softly.

"Ai! Don't remind me. He has been very gracious in granting me several months of time to spend with you and Elboron, but that time is fast running out."

[withoutswords]

"Shh." Eowyn leans in and kisses him. "We will manage. In another few months perhaps Elboron and I might even travel with you, as I used to. And for now we have this day, which you have stolen most adeptly."

[theywhowait]

He allows himself to be soothed with a smile.

"We will. I have you, and that is all I need."

[withoutswords]

She tilts her head a little. "Nothing more than that?" she asks, teasing a little.

[theywhowait]

"Well, I suppose it would be awkward were I to starve..." He teases back.

[withoutswords]

"It would." This being what ever-practical Eowyn was hinting at and amused by. "Or to die of thirst, or any number of other things. Not that I do not appreciate the compliment, mind you."

[theywhowait]

"This is true, those things are quite unpleasant." He laughs softly.

"And I am glad, because of a certainty, you make my life a better place."

[withoutswords]

She could tease him for flattery again, and yet...Eowyn leans up and kisses him, soft and lingering. "As you do for me, min heorte," she murmurs. "Beyond all expectation or hope."

[theywhowait]

He wraps his arms around her contentedly.

"Tis strange, is it not? At times I look around at all of this and marvel, for in those days when first we met, I had in my heart of hearts feared that there would be no dawn. Never did I think to be this happy!"

[withoutswords]

"And in those days when first we met, I had no hope at all." Eowyn has not forgotten how dark the world seemed to her then, despite all the gifts she has been given since. On the contrary, she remembers it well, and the memory makes her all the more determined.

She reaches up and touches his face softly, smiling. "The life we live now was utterly beyond my imagining. I am glad if I have caused your happiness, beloved, for most surely you have been the architect of mine."

[theywhowait]

They have endured their darkest night, and the day has dawned all the brighter.

He turns his head to kiss her palm softly.

"And together we have built ourselves a new world."

[withoutswords]

"With new people in it, even." Her glance flickers to Elboron, still sleeping quietly a few feet away, and her eyes soften. "Thank you."

[theywhowait]

"Maybe more than one." He laughs softly. "Much, much later though."

He kisses her gently. "You are most welcome, my love."

[withoutswords]

She groans a little, burying her face in his neck. "Much later," she agrees. No one has ever called Eowyn faint of heart, but the prospect of further children is nonetheless daunting.

[theywhowait]

His shoulders shake in amusement.

"Or we can stop with one, if my lady prefers."

[withoutswords]

"A decision for another time," Eowyn says firmly, the words muffled against his shoulder. She can feel his body shake with laughter, and it makes her smile. "A much later time. Not during these few hours of respite."

[theywhowait]

"Much, much later." He agrees, pressing an amused kiss to her brow. "When Elboron is much, much older!"

[withoutswords]

"A year, at least," Éowyn confirms. "Perhaps longer, but at least that." They could not begin another sooner than a year at any rate, not wisely.

She lifts her head, catching his lips in a quick kiss before pulling away a little. "And for now we have a little time for ourselves; I would prefer to spend it on other subjects. It seems there must be a hundred things we have not had time to speak of, of late, for all that I now cannot bring even one to mind!"

[theywhowait]

He wraps his arms around her with a smile.

"Do we have to speak? I enjoy kissing my wife very much, after all, and it has been a long time since we had peace enough to do so!"

[withoutswords]

She laughs a little at that, though quietly, mindful not to wake Elboron. "Put like that," she says, her voice suddenly lower and more husky, "how can I refuse?"

This time her kiss is not quick. Her mouth is already open for his when they join, and then it is a slow dance of tongues, that heady mix of contentment and the rumbling undercurrent of desire that two years of marriage has made so familiar, and so necessary. She sighs after a few moments, pulling away just enough to murmur. "You are right; it is much, much too long since we have had time for this."

And much longer since there was anything more--not since before the birth, for Eowyn needed time to recover and they have both simply been exhausted. But even just this unhurried, sweet enjoyment of each other's mouths, even that has been much too rare of late. She cannot clearly remember the last time they managed it.

[theywhowait]

"Far too long." He agrees, a little breathless as he always gets when they kiss, and he is swift to press more kisses against her.

"I am glad we were able to spare this time!"

[withoutswords]

The way he quickly becomes lost in kisses, breathless and distracted, never fails to flatter and please Eowyn. She laughs quietly, framing his face in her hands. "But surely you did not arrange this excursion, all this way, solely to have a quiet place to kiss your wife for a time?"