Still Room
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altarielThe second best decision of Éowyn's life.
Still Room
Ithilien, in the Fourth Age
Barring the children from the still room this summer was, Éowyn thinks, the second best decision of her life. Here, all is fierce order – material proof of her skill, capability, and art.
Outside, the chaos of young voices continues unabated, as it will for years – laughter, shrieks, the occasional yell. Eight children, family and friends, make a royal racket. Hardly noticing what she does, Éowyn untangles the voices one by one, interprets them… And stays in her seat. Nobody is hurt.
The door opens. A kingly head looks inside. “Headache,” says her liege-lord and healer. Éowyn points to the shelf.
Still Room
Ithilien, in the Fourth Age
Barring the children from the still room this summer was, Éowyn thinks, the second best decision of her life. Here, all is fierce order – material proof of her skill, capability, and art.
Outside, the chaos of young voices continues unabated, as it will for years – laughter, shrieks, the occasional yell. Eight children, family and friends, make a royal racket. Hardly noticing what she does, Éowyn untangles the voices one by one, interprets them… And stays in her seat. Nobody is hurt.
The door opens. A kingly head looks inside. “Headache,” says her liege-lord and healer. Éowyn points to the shelf.
