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Subject: Recognition Author: Eowyn [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:02:50 05/19/02 Sun Eowyn stood leaning against Braîthe. A circle of soldiers faced her, blocking out the fighting ring. Peering between them, she saw Elessar standing motionless. Clearly he was still in a state of shock. Eowyn had seen how close the bolt had been from connecting with Aragorn rather than his opponent, she had heard the universal intake of breath from the crowd. A woman was kneeling on the ground, calling Aragorn's name. Eowyn recognised her, but she could not think who she was. She knew though, that she was a servant up at the Palace. ...he has already take another to his bed... Faramir's words came back to her, and she stared at the woman. A dark scar that broke her perfect beauty traveled from her neck and disappeared down into her blouse. Namün. She had been employed as a servant a few months ago, and she had been in a terrible state. Eowyn remembered her now. So the rumours were true? Deep in her thoughts, she whispered Namün's name to herself. The burly warrior standing in front of her suddenly became rigid. Looking up at him, she smiled meekly. Taking a last glance at Aragorn's still form, she signaled for Braîthe to walk on. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]