She starts, lost in her thoughts as she is, and turns to face him. Her smile is friendly enough, but there is a wariness to it, almost a suspicion. She has a mistrust of any man so forthcoming with his compliments, especially when she has watched him from the corner of her eye, seen how he flirts and flatters the women around him. And if she has been watching in part because there was a handsomeness and charm to him... well, that only makes him more suspicious to her. A handsome, charming man can do a great deal of damage, if he chooses.
But none of that is a reason to be rude, or excuse enough to turn him away. She nods, stepping away from the wall a little, and gestures for him to draw closer, to take her place.
"You were told correctly. You may see best from here - on a clearer day, from this spot, you might even see the Hornburg, though not Helm's Deep." She hesitates, and there is a great weariness in her face for a moment, before she settles her features back to polite neutrality. "You fought there, did you not? With Aragorn, with my uncle?"
The one is now wedded, the other dead. Both forever beyond her reach - though she finds that the former no longer pains her. She longed for Aragorn for a time, but her longing was for glory and for renown, and that desire has withered in her. She no longer wishes to be a queen.
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Date: 2020-05-16 11:59 pm (UTC)But none of that is a reason to be rude, or excuse enough to turn him away. She nods, stepping away from the wall a little, and gestures for him to draw closer, to take her place.
"You were told correctly. You may see best from here - on a clearer day, from this spot, you might even see the Hornburg, though not Helm's Deep." She hesitates, and there is a great weariness in her face for a moment, before she settles her features back to polite neutrality. "You fought there, did you not? With Aragorn, with my uncle?"
The one is now wedded, the other dead. Both forever beyond her reach - though she finds that the former no longer pains her. She longed for Aragorn for a time, but her longing was for glory and for renown, and that desire has withered in her. She no longer wishes to be a queen.