In the book, there's the conversation between Faramir and Éowyn when he goes to see her in the Houses of Healing, and it's a very lovely dialogue but I'm not going to use it. I'm going to write my own, simply because I have other ideas about what they will say to each other. But I won't stray to far from the original text, and some parts will be the same because it's just so sweet.

CHAPTER 36 : Finally Feeling Peace

Sing now, ye people of the Tower of Anor,
for the Realm of Sauron is ended forever,
and the Dark Tower is thrown down.

Sing and rejoice, ye people of the Tower of Guard,
for your watch hath not been in vain,
and the Black Gate is broken,
and your King hath passed through,
and he is victorious.

Sing and be glad, all ye children of the West,
for your King shall come again,
and he shall dwell among you
all the days of your life.

And the Tree that was withered shall be renewed,
and he shall plant it in the high places,
and the City shall be blessed.

Sing all ye people!

- taken from The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien

The battle was won. Middle-earth was saved.

All throughout Minas Tirith there was rejoicing, and Faramir found him busy with many things to attend to. He had been discharged from the Houses of Healing, and had taken on his position as the Steward of Gondor, preparing for the coming of the King.

Éomer had sent word for his sister to go to the field of Cormallen, but Éowyn did not go. Instead, she continued to dwell in the Houses of Healing. Faramir had often wanted to go to visit her, and speak with her again, but there was always something that he had to take care of, and always he had no chance to go and see her, even though his heart yearned for it.

Then one day, the Warden of the Houses of Healing came to speak with him. "My Lord, I have need to speak with you. It is concerning the Lady Éowyn."

"What is it? Has anything bad happened to her?" All other matters flew out of Faramir's mind. How can anything happen to Éowyn now, when the enemy has finally been vanquished?

"She is physically well, but now she walks in the garden alone, and she does not seem to be happy, the only one in this City who has not been rejoicing. I do not know what has happened to her, or what I can do. There is no medicine to cure this sort of illness. Perhaps a visit from Lord Faramir would do her good?"

"Of course, I will go and visit her. I have been wanting to do this for a long time, but have not had the chance," Faramir agreed.

Éowyn sighed, sitting on the bench alone, looking around her. There was no one in sight; she was alone, as always. Since Faramir had left the Houses of Healing, she had had no companion, and no one to speak to. She did not know why she had not gone to join Éomer in Cormallen, even though she missed her brother sorely. Somehow something in her did not allow her to leave Minas Tirith, something held her back.

"Éowyn?"

She whirled around at that familiar voice. "Faramir!" She got to her feet immediately.

Faramir stepped forward and looked straight into her eyes. "I have meant to come and see you for the longest time, but I have not had a chance. Why is it that you have not gone to Cormallen to join in the rejoicing there with your brother?"

Éowyn tore her eyes away from his and looked down. "Do you not know?"

"Perhaps you are disappointed that it was your brother who sent word, and not Aragorn. You have finally come to realise that you will find no happiness with Aragorn, even if you would end up by his side. Or…"

"Or…?" Éowyn looked up at him once more, a slight frown on her face.

"The second possibility is something that I dare not even hope for. Perhaps you have not left Minas Tirith because I am in Minas Tirith."

Éowyn's breath caught, and suddenly in her heart she knew that Faramir had spoken the truth. Once she had had great dreams, dreams of honour and glory, dreams of being a great Queen by the side of a great King. But now she saw that they were nothing but fantasies, useless fantasies that would not help her. Even if she had all that she dreamed of, she would never be truly happy, if she did not have love. And she had fallen in love with Faramir.

"I did not go to Cormallen, not because Aragorn did not send for me…" She saw the realisation in Faramir's eyes, and the happiness it brought him, and knew that she was right, and she had finally found what it was that would truly make her happy. "I had never imagined this, never thought about it, but it came to me anyway, and there's no use fighting it. I love you, Faramir."

Faramir took her hands, and held on to them tightly. "Once I thought I was in love, so many years ago. But now I have learnt that I had not been in love at all, because this is so different from how it felt then. Éowyn, will you marry me?"

"You would marry me?" Éowyn asked in surprise. "Would you bear to hear you people say, 'There goes a lord who tamed a wild shieldmaiden from the North! Was there no woman of the race of Númenor to choose?' Would you, could you bear to hear them say that of you?"

Faramir chuckled. "Once I was set to marry a serving girl, and nothing other people said mattered. Éowyn, do you think I would bother about the thoughts of others? You are the one I love, and I will love you no matter what I hear as I walk among the people."

Éowyn closed her eyes as she melted into his kiss, finally feeling peace.