He would not return. He had ridden into battle more times than he could count and he had often faced dangers beyond the compression of many, but he had never felt this strange certainty before. It was not necessarily that he thought his men would fail in their task. It was simply that he would not return to Minas Tirith to savour their victory.
But one look at Éowyn's countenance prevented him from telling her as much. He did not want to cause her sorrow. He did not want to see her grief when there was nothing he could do to offer her comfort.
“Of course, my lady. We are allies as well as friends.”
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Date: 2011-06-06 05:38 pm (UTC)But one look at Éowyn's countenance prevented him from telling her as much. He did not want to cause her sorrow. He did not want to see her grief when there was nothing he could do to offer her comfort.
“Of course, my lady. We are allies as well as friends.”