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[swanprince]

*has had an enlightening chat*

*strolls round town looking for his nephew*

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[ithilien_lord]

*sits in the park, chewing on his unlit pipe*

*angsts about Éowyn*

[swanprince]

*watches you with arms crossed*

Not even a hello, Faramir?

[ithilien_lord]

Huh?

*looks up*

O_O

Uncle?

[swanprince]

*holds out his arms*

That's me.

*hasn't really come to terms with the fact that he's no longer significantly older*

[ithilien_lord]

*gets up and hugs*

Man, I'm glad you're here.

[swanprince]

*studies your face*

Now, what's this I've been hearing? Not your father's doing, I hope?

[ithilien_lord]

;S

Uhm, what have you heard?

[swanprince]

Nothing exact.

*sits on the bench and shrugs*

Only that things aren't right between you and Eowyn.

[ithilien_lord]

*slumps*

:S

She's... had a number of lovers before I was re-housed. I know, rationally, that she couldn't know I'd be back, but it still hurts. And now she thinks I think she's a slut, and that I don't love her any more.

:((

[swanprince]

*finally figures out the tangle of pronouns*

Eowyn had lovers? As in plural?

[ithilien_lord]

*nods slowly*

Ingwe, the High King dude, Béren, and Findis, a Noldor chick. I think I would deal better if it were only one. Or maybe not. :S

[swanprince]

*tries very hard not to gape*

*quietly* And do you think she's a slut?

[ithilien_lord]

*fidgets*

She was lonely.

[swanprince]

That's not what I asked, dear child.

[ithilien_lord]

:S

I... I don't know what to think! I just... never expected this from her. And I wonder if she's the same woman I loved in my previous life.

[swanprince]

*taps his fingers on the bench*

You're disappointed?