It took nearly twenty minutes for Faramir to find Eowyn, who was standing in the garden watching the children play.

"EORL DO NOT TELL HER THAT!" Eowyn yelled at her younger son who was obviously telling Finnola about when she grew older she would have to cut off a breast to be an archer.

"What is it Faramir?" Eowyn asked frowning at her son and turning at hearing the ground crunch.

Faramir held up the book in his hand. "Do you know what this is?"

Eowyn shook her head no.

"It is the account of the war of the ring," Faramir said handing it to her.

"Where did you find this?" Eowyn asked opening the book and flipping through the pages a small shiver going down her spine, it brought back memories she did not want.

"Finnola had it,"

Eowyn shut the book and turned to stare at her daughter. She had known something was amiss but now she knew why. "How far did she read?"

"She knows about my father Eowyn,"

Eowyn turned and gazed at her husband. "No," she whispered.

"She's spent the better part of the day crying inside," Faramir said looking behind his wife to watch Finnola try to hold the bow correctly as Eorl had showed her.

Finnola looked up at him and faltered, shooting the arrow and nearly missing Elboron who dove to the ground.

"Watch where you're shooting!" Elboron yelled picking himself up.

"DO NOT YELL AT YOUR SISTER!" Eowyn screamed at him before turning to her husband. "Faramir what did you say to her?"

"I told her that there were things she couldn't change and she didn't need to know all that had passed in her family,"

Eowyn looked back at her daughter horrified that Finnola knew so much already. "What else does she know?" Eowyn asked as her daughter refused to meet her eyes.

Faramir sighed. "I do not know,"

"She is only six Faramir," Eowyn reminded as Elboron picked Finnola up by her arms and swung her around in circles. "ELBORON STOP THAT YOU'RE GOING TO HURT HER!"

"I do not know what to do," Faramir confessed. "I cannot stop her from reading-as neither can you," He said as Eowyn turned to him and frowned. "She has read far too much already, but we can limit her as to what she reads,"

"Then let us go now and rid the library of them," Eowyn said angrily rushing off towards the house. Faramir headed after her but Eowyn stopped suddenly and turned around towards her children. "ELBORON I SAID LET GO!"

Elboron let go of his sister in mid air and Finnola flew a good two feet before she fell onto the ground. Elboron, Eorl broke out in fits of laughter as Finnola got up and tried to run over to her eldest brother to hit him, but kept falling over onto the ground due to her dizziness.

Faramir grinned and turned to see Eowyn was not amused. "That was not funny," She told her husband frowning. Faramir would laugh at almost everything the three did.

"They would never do any intentional harm," Faramir told her and it was true, while they did play rough they never did actually get hurt, a few scrapes and bruises but nothing severe.

"I know," Eowyn sighed. "I just feel that sometimes they don't know what will harm each other,"

"Then we must tell them," Faramir told her simply.

"Yes, and I believe I'll start right now," Eowyn said marching straight up to their eldest son.

Faramir did not know wither to laugh or sympathize as Eowyn yelled at their eldest son, Faramir had learned that Eowyn knew what she was doing when it came to the boys, Faramir knew that he could not be left up to disciplining them, he was too soft hearted while Eowyn, although much warmer then she had been was still not so that her children didn't forget their sins too soon.

"Now," Eowyn said walking back up to him, face flushed from yelling. "Let us go to the library."