She walks the walls, her eyes straying more often to the city behind her where he now dwells than the plains.
She is alone again, a forsaken creature left behind from an age of darkness and despair. She does not belong in this New Age, forged from the silence, does not wish to live a life in which she must wait and watch from the shadows, hoping that the light might find her again yet not truly believing that it will.
The young hobbit keeps her company from to time, though she suspects it has more to do with pity than want. When summons come from Cair Andros he takes his leave of her for she has no wish to celebrate, or see the king, or leave the city.
Everyday she wakes with a heavy heart and the sun burns her and she sickens of it. For the first time since she woke her sickness returns with a vengeance. She is weak and finds herself both frustrated and troubled.
One day he returns to her and they walk the gardens again and talk as they had done in the past. Her heart is light as it has not been in too long a time.
But he leaves her as the sunsets and she is left alone in the dark.