She smiles a little, shrugging her good shoulder. "Perhaps," she says, a little dryly, "but I fear that on my own account, I should not be half so beloved. Faramir is dearer to his people's hearts than ever I could be." For a moment, she rides on in silence, worrying thoughtfully at her lip. At last, in a lower and more serious tone: "You see, having met him, why I could not wish to hurt him? He is a good man. I thought... I thought I could face him with the truth, and have him understand. But when I am... when I could have told him of what passed between us, all I could think was that he has not earned such treachery."
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Date: 2016-03-22 05:06 pm (UTC)