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Chapter 8
Gandalf had left the others far behind. Others had joined the company as they rode on. Rangers of the North they proclaimed themselves to be. The company split after Aragorn declared he would take the Paths of the Dead. Theoden and his Riders departed as Aragorn and his friends made for Dunharrow arriving as darkness fell.
"Greetings Lords." Said a voice as they arrived.
"This is the Lady Eowyn, sister-daughter of King Theoden." Legolas told Faith as they dismounted.
"Greetings, my Lady." Aragorn answered for his men.
Eowyn smiled graciously at Aragorn and then turned to smile at his followers. She started with surprise when she saw Faith. "But who is this who rides with you my Lord? For I know her not."
"This is Faith my Lady. She joined us at Isengard. She is known to Gandalf."
"Come, Faith." Eowyn said pronouncing her name as though the word was strange to her. "We will find you some more suitable attire."
Faith stood still and looked at Eowyn. No way on this earth am I ending up dressed like you! She thought still looking at Eowyn's clothes. Horses were bad enough - dresses? No chance.
"Come child." Eowyn said louder "Come." Faith remained where she was. Aragorn, Gimli, Merry and Legolas exchanged amused looks. Faith saw the others' smiles and glared at them before walking towards Eowyn. Eowyn smiled at her then led her inside gesturing for the others to follow.
One hour later Faith felt refreshed. Eowyn had taken her clothes to be cleaned with the strict understanding that they would be returned as soon as possible. At first Eowyn had protested.
"But surely you cannot mean to wear these, these things?" Eowyn asked horrified. "They are not suitable for a Lady such as yourself."
"Look, Lady Eowyn. I'm not a Lady ok? I'm Faith and I wear these clothes. I'm not wearing anything else." Eowyn sighed helplessly.
"At least let me take them to be cleaned while you wash."
Faith had given her clothes to Eowyn and then went to have a nice soak in a hot bath. Once she had finished she ate what had been brought to her by Eowyn's servant. Faith had made it clear to Eowyn that she didn't want to eat with the others, although Eowyn had misunderstood Faith's reasons believing that it was something to do with the clothes more than Faith's desire to stay apart from the others as much as possible.
Faith changed and got ready for bed. She still didn't know exactly what she was supposed to be doing here, but right now she didn't care. She'd had the nicest bath in ages and was lying in the softest bed she could remember, and with that thought she drifted gently off to sleep.
Chapter 8
Gandalf had left the others far behind. Others had joined the company as they rode on. Rangers of the North they proclaimed themselves to be. The company split after Aragorn declared he would take the Paths of the Dead. Theoden and his Riders departed as Aragorn and his friends made for Dunharrow arriving as darkness fell.
"Greetings Lords." Said a voice as they arrived.
"This is the Lady Eowyn, sister-daughter of King Theoden." Legolas told Faith as they dismounted.
"Greetings, my Lady." Aragorn answered for his men.
Eowyn smiled graciously at Aragorn and then turned to smile at his followers. She started with surprise when she saw Faith. "But who is this who rides with you my Lord? For I know her not."
"This is Faith my Lady. She joined us at Isengard. She is known to Gandalf."
"Come, Faith." Eowyn said pronouncing her name as though the word was strange to her. "We will find you some more suitable attire."
Faith stood still and looked at Eowyn. No way on this earth am I ending up dressed like you! She thought still looking at Eowyn's clothes. Horses were bad enough - dresses? No chance.
"Come child." Eowyn said louder "Come." Faith remained where she was. Aragorn, Gimli, Merry and Legolas exchanged amused looks. Faith saw the others' smiles and glared at them before walking towards Eowyn. Eowyn smiled at her then led her inside gesturing for the others to follow.
One hour later Faith felt refreshed. Eowyn had taken her clothes to be cleaned with the strict understanding that they would be returned as soon as possible. At first Eowyn had protested.
"But surely you cannot mean to wear these, these things?" Eowyn asked horrified. "They are not suitable for a Lady such as yourself."
"Look, Lady Eowyn. I'm not a Lady ok? I'm Faith and I wear these clothes. I'm not wearing anything else." Eowyn sighed helplessly.
"At least let me take them to be cleaned while you wash."
Faith had given her clothes to Eowyn and then went to have a nice soak in a hot bath. Once she had finished she ate what had been brought to her by Eowyn's servant. Faith had made it clear to Eowyn that she didn't want to eat with the others, although Eowyn had misunderstood Faith's reasons believing that it was something to do with the clothes more than Faith's desire to stay apart from the others as much as possible.
Faith changed and got ready for bed. She still didn't know exactly what she was supposed to be doing here, but right now she didn't care. She'd had the nicest bath in ages and was lying in the softest bed she could remember, and with that thought she drifted gently off to sleep.