"Lord Eomer," Faramir said a little louder than was really necessary, just to make sure he had his full attention.
Eomer turned to regard the Steward. It was then that Vaneldur also beheld him. "My captain," the man of Dol Amroth said, attempting to bow to him, difficult as it was as he was held by two soldiers.
"Silence!" commanded one, throwing an arm to his chest.
"You bow to a captain of Ithilien before the King of Rohan?" asked the other menacingly.
Faramir's rage at these actions was barely contained. "Unhand that soldier, he is of my own company."
But Eomer would not allow it. "This man stands in treason of the rule of Theoden. He is my prisoner before your soldier."
"He is a soldier of Gondor, not subject to the laws of Rohan," Faramir practically shouted. He had set aside the fact that he was originally helping Lómëmir. This had become personal to him.
"It matters not, Steward Faramir. And tell me not that the rule of Theoden has ended and so with it all crimes against it."
"What does Rohan understand of treason? Theoden's own words were treacherous to his people for a long time. You yourself have tasted that bitterness," Faramir said, making sure that his last words struck home. The did not have the effect Faramir guessed.
Eomer stepped dangerously close to the Steward. "Your own words could be considered treachery against my kingdom."
"I heard Saruman's power was ended by Mithrandir. How does it still linger within you?" Faramir said tersely.
Eomer's eyes widened at the remark and he drew his sword. As Faramir in turn drew his own a strong voice halted them both.
"Gentlemen!" Aragorn said, more as a command than a greeting. "Have we not had enough of this? Does darkness still shadow these kingdoms?"
Standing with Aragorn was Gandalf and the two Sindarin elves. Eomer glared at Lómëmir. "Do not think you will change his fate again."
Legolas took a protective step in front of her. "What of your own fate, Lord Eomer? With no more caution than you now possess, i see little for it."
"Legolas, sidh," Aragorn said sternly but with a gentle hand of restraint to his friend's shoulder.
Gandalf just shook his head, knowing that if these two tempers were unleashed again there would be little any could do to restrain them. He saw in both Eomer and Legolas that the stress and readiness to fight had not completely dissipated yet. "Perhaps, Aragorn, these parties should come to the citadel where this matter may be calmly worked out between reasonable lords?" Gandalf suggested strongly.