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[freo]

It had been a jest, but the way Faramir replies as if to a legitimate question; without hesitation or falsehood, completely earnestly, arrests Éowyn like nothing else. (No, this is certainly not a man who pities her!)

Well-- nothing else, except his kiss. She inhales a soft gasp of astonishment and wonder when he takes her in his arms all of the sudden, every move gentle but firm. A sense of sweet acceptance overtakes her; all she can do in those short moments before his mouth presses against hers is to watch it happen, heart fluttering wildly those few seconds right before. The rest of the world ceases to exist, though they stand in plain sight and many do indeed see them locked thus in an intimate embrace.

Èowyn thinks of none of that, not with Faramir holding her; kissing her. She responds a beat belatedly from her own wonderment, a little clumsily but sincerely, sighing into the contact. The ache in her chest eases, and for the first time in ages she feels like she belongs. Her own hands have somehow ended up at his waist, pressing gently against him to hold on as they kiss; seemingly forever. She's breathless from it and elation once the contact breaks, catching her breath and looking at Faramir with soft awe-- and smiling beatifically.

[whattheydefend]

It is a moment that seems to last forever, and though it can only be a minute or two, by the time their kiss breaks all things have changed. Eowyn holds him even as he holds her, and her smile is joyful, such as he has never seen her wear, such as he has longed to see. Faramir caresses her cheek, marvelling at this transformation and marvelling more still that it can have anything to do with himself.

"Then will you leave your people, proud lady of Rohan, to wed a soldier from the South?" he asks, still quietly, as though speaking too loudly might break this enchantment. "You who are a daughter of kings and a warrior of whom songs will be sung, will you come with me to softer, greener lands, and there make your home?"

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[freo]

Éowyn closes her eyes briefly when he caresses her cheek, casting him with a clear, steady look when she opens them again, serious as she listens. She allows the silence to rest between them for a moment after he says his piece, before she smiles; a small smile, but gentle and earnest.

"I will." Her voice is as quiet as his. "I will wed you, Faramir of Gondor, and come with you wherever you will go, to this green land-- and dwell there with you in bliss for the rest of our days." A hint of wetness gleams in her eyes as her smile widens a little, lifting her own hand to his cheek in turn. "Does my answer please you?"

Alas!

[whattheydefend]

Faramir feels he could stand there for centuries, as Thingol and Melian once did, enchanted by the sight of her and the feel of her touching his face. "Beyond words, it does." He slides his hand back into her hair--and how he has longed to do that, to bury his fingers in that golden waterfall! "I could ask for no greater happiness in this world."

They are standing so close now that it takes no time at all to bridge the gap between them. Faramir kisses her once more, his eyes closing as he breathes her in, memorizes the feel of her. Joy thrills through him, and he brushes his lips over hers a third time, a fourth, still heedless of any who may be watching. "And you, Éowyn?" he murmurs, resting his forehead against hers. "Are you happy?"

let's pretend it didn't take me like 5 years to tag this :/

[freo]

Éowyn laughs at the question, bright-eyed and joyful and breathless; dizzied by his gentle kisses and in utter amazement that this is truly happening. That such complete delight and contentment as this could even exist is a thing of wonder she never thought she could reach. She closes her eyes for a moment as their foreheads touch, simply taking in this incredible feeling that warms her from inside out.

"I thought happiness had left me for ever, so long I dwelt in the shadow-- bereft of goodness and kindness. I did not think I would feel joy again. Faramir," she all but sighs his name, like a tiny prayer, breathing another wispy laugh of wonderment as her fingers caress his cheek. She smiles then, with such tender affection.

"You brought it back to me. I am... so happy I cannot find words to do this feeling justice."

errrr ditto?

[whattheydefend]

That light brush of fingers thrills through him, but more wondrous yet is her smile. "I thought I knew elation before, when the darkness lifted and I saw all would be well with the world. But even that moment seems eclipsed by this. Éowyn..."

He kisses her again. He cannot help it. After longing to kiss her for so many days, dreaming of seeing her look on him as she now does, to be granted such grace seems another miracle, and one beyond his deserving. But one he will not squander. He kisses her eyelids, her forehead, her mouth again. "Never did I think to find such joy. Never could I have imagined the transformation you have wrought in me. I do not have words to describe it, but if you will permit it, it will be my greatest honor to spend the rest of our lives showing you."