Dear Reviewers

I can't tell you want it means to me to have all of your helpful reviews, those are the best kind. I am a sucker for blackmail. I am so glad you like these drabbles, I wrote them ages ago and never thought they were very good. Glad to discover I was wrong.

Jaffee

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The weeks have crawled by and I have not seen Lord Faramir, I had not thought to miss him. The garden is ever empty of his foot steps, and the couch is removed from under the tree. A stone seat on takes it's place.

I hadn't thought I would miss him, but I do miss him very much. I miss the excitement of wondering if he will be there, dark head bent over a book of scroll.

I walk the garden alone tonight and pull my white shawl around my shoulders, it is a cool evening. The moon sends it's pale shimmering rays into the garden illuminating the night blossoms. I find my way to the stone bench beneath his tree, and allow my mind to wander.

My brother visited me today, he is so busy now that I almost never see him. His new duties as King weigh heavily upon him, as well as the reconstruction of Helms Deep. We band together and pick up the pieces of our shattered but victorious world. Evil is banished and God's truth shines forth to light our planet.

It will be months perhaps a full year before I return to Rohan.

A step near me calls me back to the present and I see a form half veiled in shadow, arms crossed, leaning against the tree. I make a move to stand when I realize who it is, but he speaks and urges me to keep my seat.

" You are Lady Eowyn of Edoras are you not?" His voice is soft and he keeps his place by the tree.

" Yes, my Lord and you are the steward Faramir of Gondor. I am honored to meet you."

" Thank you but the chance too me the fearless maiden of Rohan is a greater honor. From hearing of your fierce battle with the Witch King of Angmar I thought to find a steely faced woman. But here I find a delicate and lovely Lady."

" Thank you my Lord."

" Tell me why do you seek the garden in the moonlight my Lady? It is a cold night and you have not been well." he said and stepped closer.

I seek quiet after a busy day and I do not mind the cold because the moon and stars are so beautiful!"

His eyes soften and his gaze lingers on my face long enough to cause my cheeks to flush.

" My own mother loved the night sky." he said " She would go to the tower often of a night and watch twilight fall with my brother and I." His eyes have that far away expression again and his voice catches at the mention of his brother. He clears his throat and says " Forgive me my Lady I have only recently lost my brother, he was very dear to me."

I rise and stand with him and lightly, cautiously lay my hand upon his arm.

" I understand my Lord for I also lost my parent s had uncle as you know in the battle for Pelennor fields. I know what grief you must bear."

He looks down at my hand white against his own black clad arm. Covering it with his own he says " You are blessing my fair Lady of Rohan."

" May I..may I visit you again? I would desire to know you better and you may tell me of your family and I of mine. Perhaps it would bring them nearer."

My heart thumps wildly in my breast and I feel lighter then air as I reply.

" I would like that my Lord, thank you. My days are often long and lonely."

" Very well" he squeezes my hand " I will find you here tomorrow?"

I nod my consent and float back to my room to dream of dark haired princes with gentle hands.