"To Ithilien and into the shadow of the dark tower," he answered truthfully.

He wanted nothing from her but her friendship. Éowyn, fair and bright and sorrowful, had been an unexpected source of light in the blackest of days. She would continue to be one - a reminder of everything in Middle-earth that was worth fighting for - until he breathed his last on the field of battle.

"I do not have much time left in the city," he confessed, "But I am glad of a chance to speak to you once more."