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-The Author
She was already there when he arrived. She threw her arms around him and buried her face into her shoulder. She didn't cry, but she had all the appearance of wanting to. He laid his arms across her, and kissed her hair.
"Oh, Faramir!" said she. "I have such news to give you!"
"Is it about you marrying my cousin Amrothos?"
She lifted her head up, to look at him, surprised. "Who?"
"Amrothos. Son of Prince Imrahil of Dol Amroth."
"Yes," she said. "Him."
"Your brother just told me."
She sighed and sat down on the grass. "He just told me." She looked out at the rosebushes that lined the little stone path, the white-stone bench surrounded mostly by yellow flowers, and the grass that somehow refused to turn green. She plucked a leaf of grass and blew on it. Wasn't there some way to make it sing?
Faramir sat down next to her. "Well," he said, "I'm sure we can work this out somehow. A simple mistake was made. I don't think either engagement has been formally announced."
"Faramir," said she, "He's giving us money."
"That is strange," said Faramir. "Doesn't the bride's family give the groom money?"
"I don't know," Eowyn sighed. "I never thought about marriage before Aragorn came along, and I never took it seriously until I met you."
"I'm sure Lothiriel told me so," said Faramir.
"Who's Lothiriel?"
"Another cousin of mine. I have many."
"Indeed."
"She's sweet," he said. "One of my favorite cousins."
"Oh," said Eowyn. "Well, why doesn't she marry him?"
"Because she's his sister."
Eowyn blinked at this. "I've never even met him!" Eowyn burst out. "And he didn't even ask me. Just said, 'you're marrying…whoever he is!'"
"Amrothos."
"Him."
"Did you tell him you didn't want to marry him?"
"No. I never had a chance."
"Ask," Faramir stretched out on the grass. Eowyn turned and looked at his rather lithe form, stretched out in all its glory, and had a sudden urge to kiss him. He smiled at her, making the prospect all the more tempting.
"Fine," she said. "I will."
"You do that."
"Okay then."
"Good."
"Alright."
"It's settled."
She kissed him.
He had no response to that.