Arrival -- The Quest Continues...

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Subject: Arrival

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Eomer

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Date Posted: 22:41:53 06/08/02 Sat

"Good morning your Majesty. How was your journey?"
The valet's hurried around their horses, voices calling out for stables and extra food and hay. Eomer turned and lifted Elfwine down from his mother's lap, his bright blue eyes looking around in confusion. Lothriel dismounted slowly, also looking around.
"Where is the Lady Eowyn? And Lord Faramir? Should they not be expecting us?" She was sounded worried. Eomer smoothed her shoulders gently. He turned to the nearest valet.
"Yes, I should like to know that also. I sent a messenger ahead a few days before. We also require lodging - if it is not too much of a problem."
The valet bowed.
"Yes of course sire. I will be right back." Then he hurried away. Elfwine tugged at Eomer's sleeve, his small face gazing up at his father.
"Will I meet my aunt, father? You have told me about her. You say she is beautiful and brave. Like mother. When shall I meet her?"
Eomer smiled down at his son's fair head.
"We shall meet her soon. I promise, Elfwine. Now where has your mother gone to?"
The valet came running back looking a little breathless. His face was bright red. Eomer looked over, slightly amused.
"Did you find them?"
The valet blushed deeper and shuffled his feet. "Well...um...ahem. I believe they are...indisposed."
Realisation dawned on Eomer's face.
"Ah. Indisposed. I suppose we shall see them later then..."

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