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[withoutswords]

Eowyn is very impressed with how impressed Lothiriel is with her brother, and wonders that she did not notice the extent of it before, despite her own distractions.

"I have utmost faith in my brother--in most regards," she says, not without humor. "I do not doubt he will lead our people well. Nor, I think, does he fear it; it is merely that he is overwhelmed. The War left Rohan in poor state, as it did everyone, but we have few resources with which to trade for goods to tide us over until the land recovers. It all requires much diplomacy, and that is not his strong suit."

She waves this off. "But we are fortunate in our allies and our friends, and he takes great care with his advisors." If only their uncle had done the same--but she does not say it. This is not a night for dark rememberings. "Are you learning our language now, then? You said you could not speak it before, when you first met the injured of the eoreds."

I swear I posted this before the weekend BUT CLEARLY NOT

[leftbehindthesea]

"It musst be terribly hard." Lothiriel sighs in understanding. "Dol Amroth was hard hit by the war too, but we're a port city - the traders didn't take long to come back once it was over! I know papa wishes to do his best to help, but there's charity and there's practicality, mama says - you can't be SO charitable that you can't look after yourself, and you don't want to insult someone about their ability to get back on their feet, either! But Papa says that Eomer, that is, your brother the king, that he's very sensible, and he likes that."

She nods eagerly.

"Yes! Oh, I do want to learn, it's such a lovely sounding language, all rolling gently! But it's very hard as there aren't very many people I can speak to except in the Healing Houses, and there are no books either."

Well, now we have 4 threads instead of 3! Might want to halt this until the guys return though

[withoutswords]

Eowyn considers this. It is true that in the Mark they mostly speak their own language; not everyone is as fluent in Westron as she and Eomer, though all know at least some of the language. "It should not be hard for you to learn," she says slowly. "We could arrange for lessons, at the least--you are to be my cousin, and your father is now a great friend of the Mark. And there should be a few books that might help with your instruction, though it is true our books are used more for the keeping of lore and less for lessons. But there are some set aside for the teaching of the royal family, if nothing else, and I know where they are kept."

true true, let's leave it here briefly

[leftbehindthesea]

"Oh could you really?" Lothiriel brightens, clapping her hands in excitement before recalling herself and setting them demurely in her lap.

"It would be such fun! And something I could tease Amrothos with, when I know something he does not!"

agreed, we can pick up when Eomer and Faramir are done.

[withoutswords]

Eowyn smiles. "Then tomorrow we shall meet in the library of Queen Morwen, my grandmother--who was also kin to you, I believe--and we shall see what we shall see. But as for lessons, let us begin now."

And for the next while she tells Lothiriel the names of things, and the basics of courtesy, greetings and titles and how to use them.

[leftbehindthesea]

Lothiriel is a quick study, although she stumbles over pronounciation, once she has a word down, she does not forget it. And she clearly loves the study of it, if nothing else, delighting in the knowing, and asking questions as they go.

When Faramir returns leading Eomer she brightens, but he does no more than nod to them before leaving, and she cannot help that she deflates a little with a sigh.