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littlemanpoet · 06-28-2011, 03:16 PM

She kept a careful eye on Eodwine, and had asked Falco to do the same. Not without reason. She thought back to the king's words. He had pulled her aside.

"Lady Rowenna, Eodwine is not yet well, and the trip from Mundburg to Meduseld has been harder on him than he would admit. Keep an eye on him, mayhap both eyes."

She had given her word, and was glad that Eodwine had decided to make but a slow way from Edoras. She looked at him now, within sight of Scarburg, and saw that he was pale, and sweating at the brow despite the cold. Her brow furrowed and she exchanged glances with Falco Boffin. He looked worried also.

They crested the last hill and heard someone far off calling out a name, desperation in his voice. She recognized the name: Lady Saeryn, and looked. There was her friend on horseback, pushing her mount to a gallop up the hill.

"Lord, it is your wife!" she said. "She should not-"

"I know. Do not call me lord. She should not. He raised his hand in a gesture meant to tell her to slow down, but she seemed to only come faster, as if she took it for recognition and greeting.

Eodwine

There was a reason he was taking a slow pace. He felt weak, unwell. He did his best to act as if all was well - he did not want Falco or Rowenna to worry - but his whole body felt full of ache. Maybe it had been too soon to leave the Houses of Healing. But done was done, and here came Saeryn galloping toward them. He raised his hand to try to slow her down, but felt too weary to speak, and his hand dropped, shakily to his side.

Saeryn slowed now, having come near. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks rosy, excitement and love were written in her expression. It was indeed good to see her, very good. Eodwine stopped his horse and sat up as straight as he could manage in his weariness. He forced a smile.

"Saeryn. It is good to see you." It seemed a formal greeting in its words once they were out of his mouth, but his tone bespoke his heart, and her features softened. She came near, words of happy greeting on her lips, but they stopped; for she saw his face, and her brow furrowed in care.

Suddenly the world began to spin, the earth and sky trading places. He could feel himself begin to slip from the saddle.

06-28-2011, 03:16 PM	#1032
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Rowenna She kept a careful eye on Eodwine, and had asked Falco to do the same. Not without reason. She thought back to the king's words. He had pulled her aside. "Lady Rowenna, Eodwine is not yet well, and the trip from Mundburg to Meduseld has been harder on him than he would admit. Keep an eye on him, mayhap both eyes." She had given her word, and was glad that Eodwine had decided to make but a slow way from Edoras. She looked at him now, within sight of Scarburg, and saw that he was pale, and sweating at the brow despite the cold. Her brow furrowed and she exchanged glances with Falco Boffin. He looked worried also. They crested the last hill and heard someone far off calling out a name, desperation in his voice. She recognized the name: Lady Saeryn, and looked. There was her friend on horseback, pushing her mount to a gallop up the hill. "Lord, it is your wife!" she said. "She should not-" "I know. Do not call me lord. She should not. He raised his hand in a gesture meant to tell her to slow down, but she seemed to only come faster, as if she took it for recognition and greeting. Eodwine There was a reason he was taking a slow pace. He felt weak, unwell. He did his best to act as if all was well - he did not want Falco or Rowenna to worry - but his whole body felt full of ache. Maybe it had been too soon to leave the Houses of Healing. But done was done, and here came Saeryn galloping toward them. He raised his hand to try to slow her down, but felt too weary to speak, and his hand dropped, shakily to his side. Saeryn slowed now, having come near. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks rosy, excitement and love were written in her expression. It was indeed good to see her, very good. Eodwine stopped his horse and sat up as straight as he could manage in his weariness. He forced a smile. "Saeryn. It is good to see you." It seemed a formal greeting in its words once they were out of his mouth, but his tone bespoke his heart, and her features softened. She came near, words of happy greeting on her lips, but they stopped; for she saw his face, and her brow furrowed in care. Suddenly the world began to spin, the earth and sky trading places. He could feel himself begin to slip from the saddle.