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Chapter 3

I walked in and bowed as soon as I saw him. "Sister, you need not bow to me," he said joyfully. I smiled and ran up to him. He embraced me happily. When we pulled apart, he asked a servant to bring a chair for me. "Thank you," I said graciously to the servant as I sat down. He sadly stared at me for a few moments then looked away. My face fell. "Brother.Éomer, what is it?" "I am sorry, Sister," he sighed. "For what? You have done nothing to me!" I exclaimed. He looked up at me. "It was something Gandalf said. 'Who knows what she's spoken to the darkness, in the bitter watches of the night, when all her life seems to shrink, the walls of her bower, closing in around her, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in.' He spoke to Aragorn and I of you. And I realized I have underestimated you and underappreciated you, and often, not shown very much love. Éowyn, I do not wish for it to be too late.not like our Uncle. He knew he loved you.but he neglected to express it. I do not want to regret my behavior as your brother when I am dead. For the previous actions, I apologize. Things shall be better now, Sister. They shall," he finished. I wiped a tear from my cheek. "You have always been a good brother, Éomer, whether you know it or not." He nodded and cleared his throat. "So, how is Faramir? I saw a Gondorian messenger arrive today," he inquired. I couldn't help but smile. "He is doing wonderful. Apparently, Aragorn is keeping him very busy. He wrote to ask about what colors would be used at the wedding." Éomer laughed. We continued talking for hours after that until it was time for dinner, and we headed into the dining hall.
Before me was a spread so lovely and delicious, that I could hardly wait to begin eating, since I had neglected breakfast this morning to go riding on my horse, Éörla. I sat down and waited for my king to pick up his goblet before I served myself. I shoveled on much turkey, then put a sprig of pretty purple grapes next to it. I then continued to take a portion of every dish, until my plate was full. I put it in my mouth as fast as possible while still acting like a princess. I heard laughter. I looked up to see Éomer jovially laughing. "What?" I asked, though I must admit it sounded more like, "Bruhdgjkk?" He laughed even harder. I swallowed and took a long drink of my wine. I began to ask, "What?" again but it was interrupted by a large belch. I felt my face redden, while Éomer laughed harder and the other men began to chuckle. He stopped laughing as I glared at him. "Sister, you must learn to laugh at yourself!" he cried. "Come, do not take it personally. If I had done so, you would have that it was funny too." I nodded and smiled. "Sorry, I just was so hungry from not eating this morning since I took Éörla out." I said until I was interrupted by Éomer bellowing, "You are hungry! Eat!" I quit talking and began eating my grapes.