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As the evening progresses, Lothiriel returns to Haldir's side. They're taking turns to watch him, and she has insisted on taking the night watch, pointing out, sensibly, that it frees up the men to stand guard
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I must see Haldir, cousin.
And I must see you. We are all in peril... all of us. You included.
Voice getting softer
I will not see you hurt, Lothy. Please have some faith in me.
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And... I'm glad to see you.
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Haldir....? Can you hear me?
Glancing up at Lothiriel
We must speak to him, even if he does not answer. Sometimes people can hear even if all of their other senses are silenced. We must call him back.
Where is Faramir? Is he able to sleep? Does he dream?
And you....
Looking up, grey eyes meeting yours
Lothy we have much to talk about. I don't know that this is truly the right time for it....
I never meant to hurt you. And now here I am imperiling everyone....
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We've tried, to no avail. Faramir says he's been like this before. We just have to wait... and hope.
I don't know if Faramir has slept. He paces the passages of this inn when he's not in here. Sometimes he lies beside Haldir, but I don't think he sleeps.
*looks up at Boromir*
I'm glad you're here, Boromir. Faramir and Eomer need you, and Alcawyn most of all. And yes, we do need to talk.
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Voice breaking
Lothy, you are a mother, so you must know how I feel. Eomer and I have a soul bond-- neither of us planned on it. Through Alcawyn, we will always have a bond.
But I have no desire to take him from you. I have the feeling... I have never really understood you, cousin.
Please talk to me.
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I think Denethor might be the perfect person to protect her, if she would go. And her brother is there. Even though I know the ladies at Meduseld are kind, I'd rather there was a member of the family with my baby.
*swallows a sudden lump in her throat*
I would never come between the bond you and Eomer have as Alcawyn's parents. After all, she's my stepdaughter, and I *do* love her.
The soul bond - well, that's less easy to understand, but I recently had a very swift, sharp lesson in that. I thought Eomer sought you out deliberately for one, that he no longer wanted me.
Of course you never understood me, Boromir. How could you? I never understood myself until recently.
You can thank my father for that.
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Nodding
What happened, dear girl? What did Imrahil do? I remember when you were little, all the places I would take you and the fun you had. That tavern, and how your father never let me hear the end of that. Ye gads. You were.... so free.
Sigh
Then.... you just seemed to vanish. I will regret until the end of my days that anything I did ever caused you suffering.
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Remember the strudel? It was drugged. And it lasts a long time.
I haven't eaten it for a while, but it takes a long time to recover from it.
Erchirion told me it was because Daddy saw me as a threat. He said if I wouldn't shut up and behave like a proper princess he'd make me.
I suppose he succeeded.
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Sigh
I am so sorry you had to endure such a thing, Lothy. It is cruel. I had no idea.
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There's... there's a lot that's been wrong with our family, Boromir. But I do remember a tall, handsome cousin who always had time to take a scruffy child out for a ride or to show her places where proper princesses never went. And I remember a tall, handsome cousin who told the best stories and never, ever seemed bored by a child's company.
Tentatively, moving closer, touching his chest with her hands.
I'm sorry, Boromir. For everything.
Lothiriel rests her head against her cousin's chest and feels his arms wrap around her comfortingly. She feels Boromir bury his face in her hair and just stands there, feeling as safe as she did when she was ten, and her cousin was the best thing she ever knew.
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Lothy! Lothy.... I....
Everything will be alright darling cousin... It will....
I have missed you.
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Blinking her tears away, she breaks away.
We should watch Haldir. And I think Faramir will be here soon. He checks on him regularly. He'll be pleased to see you, Boromir.
Lothiriel returns to her seat by Haldir's bed. This time, Boromir follows her, and stands behind her chair. One hand gently reaches down and rests on her shoulder as they wait and watch.
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His hand glides down from her shoulder to her hand, holding it tightly.
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:paints a vivid pink:
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Alas, poor Imrahil! I knew him, Erchirion: a fellow
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath
borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at
it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know
not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your
gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,
that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one
now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let
her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must
come; make her laugh at that.
*ahem*
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