Well, I hadn't planned on adding any more to this series, but I've had several story ideas pop into my head that I just had to get written down to get out of my head, and they fit in this time frame, so... They won't be in chronological order going forward, but I don't think that should cause too much confusion.

Please be warned this chapter has not been betaed in any way, so here there (likely) be typoes. :)

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"Well now… What is all this?"

Faramir stood in the door to Edoras' nursery with a slightly puzzled smile. Eowyn sent him a flustered smile in return before returning her attention to the screaming toddler on her hip, resuming her bouncing sway. "This is Lora, Ghenny's niece. I am watching her while Ghenny gets her dinner. She did not seem to object to me holding her earlier, but she is having none of it now!"

Faramir gave a low chuckle, and came over to run a hand over the fussy girl's crop of platinum curls. "I can hear that."

The screaming lessened and then stopped as Lora looked at him. After but a few seconds she threw herself towards him, tiny hands outstretched, and Eowyn had to adjust her hold quickly to keep the child from falling from her arms.

Faramir grinned, and reached out to take the girl, settling her easily in the crook of his elbow. His other hand rubbed her back in slow, gentle circles as he spoke soothingly "Here now… Hush, little one. Your aunt will be back soon, and you will have your dinner and everything will be right with the world again."

Lora looked up at him with huge, grey tear filled eyes, then gave a small hiccup as she settled against him, pressing one tear stained cheek to his shoulder.

Faramir chuckled again, still rubbing her back. He looked over at Eowyn, and grinned at the look of consternation on her face.

She shook her head slowly as she looked at them. "It took nearly an hour before she would let me hold her at all, and still she started to cry the moment Ghenny left the room, but she went to you as soon as she saw you!"

Faramir's grin widened, and he shrugged the shoulder that didn't have a child pressed to it. "I just have a way with women, I suppose."

Eowyn laughed in her turn, "Oh, have you indeed? Well, I suppose I will just have to ensure that I keep your attention once we are wed, so that you do not use your charms on any other woman."

She leaned in to give him a kiss, but found herself being pushed away by chubby and slightly sticky little fingers and a whined "Noooo…"

Both of the adults looked at the girl and then at each other. Faramir managed to keep a straight face, but the way the corner of his lips twitched gave testament to the effort it cost him. Eowyn simply raised her brows, then crossed her arms. "Am I too late already? Have I lost you to another less than a day after our betrothal?"

Faramir gave a cough that was likely intended to cover a laugh, but his reply was cut off by the sound of footsteps rushing down the hall, and Ghenny came through the door carrying a small tray with plates and mugs, bread, cheese and a pair of apples. "I am sorry to have been so long, my lady, I ran into Freja and she had questions for me…" Her voice trailed off as she saw Faramir, and her eyes darted to Eowyn when she saw that it was he holding Lora.

Eowyn shook her head and laughed, "She started crying when she realized you had left the room. And the moment Faramir came in she went to him and would have nothing more to do with me."

Ghenny laughed and turned to quickly lay out plates on the child sized table by the windows to the room. "I can well believe it, my lady. She always calms down much more quickly for her father than for her mother or I, and has since she was a babe." The table set, she turned to look at Faramir. "I thank you for your help, my lord, and I hope she did not cause you too much inconvenience."

He shook his head, "Not at all. She is a beautiful little girl."

Ghenny smiled fondly at the girl as she came to take her, "Thank you, my lord. We think that she is."

As Ghenny reach out for her, Lora pulled away from her aunt's hands and clutched tightly to Faramir's tunic. He laughed, and pressed a quick kiss to her curls, "Go on, little one. Go to your aunt and your dinner."

Lora looked up at him again, then smiled brightly. Faramir smiled back at her and winked, making her laugh. Ghenny reached for Lora again, and this time she cooperated, and was soon settled on a chair and reaching for a piece of cheese from her plate.

Faramir took Eowyn's hand and lifted her knuckles to his lips in his customary greeting. "Shall we go to our own dinner, my lady, before your brother comes searching for us?"

Eowyn laughed, and turned her hand to fit her fingers through his. "Aye, let us go."

As they walked down the hallway towards the great hall Eowyn starting laughing. "I never thought that I would find myself jealous of a two-year-old."

He gave her a puzzled glance. "Jealous?"

She looked up at him and laughed again. "Aye! For she could throw herself at you, and be held close in your arms without a care as to who might see. I wish that I could do the same…"

He laughed and paused, tugging her hand to bring her into his embrace and pulling her close. His lips brushed across hers lightly as he smiled. "As do I." He kissed her again, keeping his touch light and gentle, but then released her before someone could come around the corner and discover them.

They started walking again, and Eowyn once again linked her fingers with his. For a few moments they walked in contented silence, but Faramir stopped her again before opening the door to the main hall. "You do know you have no reason to truly be jealous of any woman, of any age? I am yours, Eowyn, completely."

A color came to her cheeks, but she smiled warmly and moved closer to him. "I do. Nor do you have reason to be jealous of any man, Faramir, for I am utterly yours."

Now he smiled and lowered his lips to hers once more. When he lifted his head again he reached to open the door but she put her free hand on his to stop him, and looked at their hands on the door rather than him.

"Do you suppose that is how it will be if we have children? What if…. If I cannot console my own child…"

Pulling his hand from under hers on the door he gently cupped her cheek and turned her face to his. "Our children will know and love you, Eowyn." His voice was low and soothing. "And Lora was hungry, and likely tired, either of which puts child and adult alike in an ill humor. Do not put so much weight on one experience, my love."

She smiled a little, and nodded. "You are right, as ever." Turning her head slightly so placed a light kiss on his palm, then grinned. "And I can always bring them to you..."

With that, she tugged on the door handle and opened it. Laughing again, Faramir followed her through the door, and they passed through the main hall to join her brother and his uncle for the meal.