Title: Visitation Rights
Summary: Eowyn wonders about Boromir's visits to Rohan.
Prompt: 25 "Rohan"
Word count: 278
"Why is that you come so frequently to Rohan?" Eowyn asked as she plucked absentmindedly on a flower from the field. Boromir offered her a half-hearted shrug. He never put much thought into how much time he spent in Rohan, when he was there he was there. Afterward it became nothing more than a nostalgic thought to think on in Gondor. "To see you brother and Theodred I suppose," He answered. "Why, you getting' tired of seeing me?"
"Oh, no, of course not," She said, perhaps a bit too quickly. She dropped the pedal-less stem and began to rub her hands together in obvious agitation, Boromir watched her with a half-smile on his lips. "I was only kidding your ladyship," He said.
"I know," Eowyn folded her hands behind her back and kicked a pebble across the meadow. "And I wish you wouldn't call me 'your ladyship'. I am your friend, am I not?"
"You are, but doesn't excuse me from using titles anymore than a servant when not in my own house," He pointed out. "They're to be respected." Eowyn grunted in disagreement, he paid no mind to it and resumed their earlier conversation. "In truth, I originally came here to court Idis, your cousin's sister."
"What happened there?" Eowyn tried not to sound too amused by the idea of Boromir courting anyone. He gave her a sheepish grin. "She lost interest in me, found someone else I reckon." He paused, shooting her a wary look. "No one except Theodred knows and she's not said anything to her father, so-"
Eowyn tapped the tip of her freckled nose. "I can keep a secret."