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Subject: The girl and a new life Author: Aragorn [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:51:34 04/24/02 Wed She had ripped the veil away, he knew he should be grateful, but he was not. The comfortable world, where people respected each other, helped the poor and clothed the sick, had crumbled away never to be replaced. Of course things like this happened, but in Gondor? The White City had seemed immune to this fate but Aragorn's paradise had fallen with the others. "If you still want to be a healer I will pay." The words sounded hollow even to him, pointless and condesending. "Everyone's out for what they can, in order to survive. They have nothing else. The lavishness of the appartment hung in stark contrast to the ordeals she decribed and he was sickened by it. "Don't sit here and tell me you're sorry, do something about it. Please." The desparation in her voice touched him. "You care about them don't you," he said softly. "The people, my people. I can understand if you don't believe me but I care about them too. All of them. I care about you..." "Namün," she supplied. "Beautiful." She started and he smiled slightly, "as it should be if it belongs to you. You think me improper? Don't deny it. I apologise if I have caused you offence, I meant it purely as a compliment." There was an uncomfortable silence. "I mean to help." A disbelieving snort and he raised his eyebrows, "you don't believe me? I mean it!" He held out his hands for her inspection. She looked critically at them before quoting: "The hands of a king are the hands of a healer." "Precisly. I mean to use that power. Set up a clinic, not just me but loads of other doctors too." His face lit up like a child with a new toy. "We will be the White City once more." He stood up so as to be eye to eye with her. "It's all thanks to you." He felt her breath on his cheek. "Thank you." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Re: The girl and a new life Author: Namün [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:11:32 04/24/02 Wed Namün could hardly believe her ears. A healing clinic! And training for herself, if she wanted it. Her face fell. Did she want it? She shook her head slowly. "I don't want your charity. If I become a healer, it will be because I earned the money to buy myself out of debt and pay for the training myself. I won't be in debt to anyone." His face fell. Quickly, she reassured him. "A hospital for the poor is a wonderful idea though. Do you really mean it?" Her eyes were shining in excitement and triumph. She had made a difference! In some small way, she could make the lives of her people better. The king nodded. Namün looked steadfastly into his eyes, the full realisation of what she had just done dawning in her face. Solemnly, she rose on her tiptoes and gently kissed his cheek, lips lingering on his skin. "Thank you."