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Eowyn
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Date Posted: 21:00:36 05/01/02 Wed
Eowyn groaned. Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open. She winced as the harsh light from the large windows met her eyes. Propping herself up on her elbows, she tried to lever herself into a sitting position. Her limbs were stiff and, hard as she tried, she could not move more than a little. A warm hand clasped her shoulder.
"Faramir?" she croaked. No. It was just a healer. He wore a white robe and a friendly smile.
"You need rest" he told her. Eowyn frowned. Whatever her situation was, no one was going to tell her what she needed.
"I don't need rest," she said stubbornly. "What I need is to get out of these rags I'm wearing, a decent meal and my husband by my side." As she said it, pains shot through her body. She ached all over and her head span.
"What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing," the doctor said reassuringly. "You're just a bit stiff and sore - you'll be back to normal in a couple of days. The maid will bring you a meal."
Before long, a plate of steaming meat and a glass of water was carried in to her. Eowyn's lips were dry and chapped, but she took a long gulp of water. The liquid made her throat burn and her head stang even more.
She took a bite of meat. She couldn't keep it down, however. Rolling onto her side, she retched.
A maid immediately came to clean up the mess, not looking to pleased. Using all her energy, Eowyn pushed the tray aside. So that was it. She was stuck in a bed, weak and useless. And alone. Suddenly she became angry. Why wasn't he here? Didn't he care enough to stay with her?
Closing her eyes, she tried to forget everything and fall asleep. In the morning, it would be alright. In the morning, she would get up and go for a ride outside the city.
In the morning, he would be here.
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