Aleifr remains still. Watching, listening as she speaks. Word by word, the hard lines of his face soften - understanding supplanting the stubborn urge to stand his ground and push back on what she might say of him and of herself. By the time she stands before him, there is no more sternness to be found on his face. By the time she reaches up, taking a hold of his collar, it's an easy thing to draw him nearer.
"Éowyn is no mere woman." His voice is gentle, but firm. "And whatever she would ask of me, I would give freely."
And of that, she can be certain.
Aleifr is a man of his word, and despite his taciturn nature, he wears his feelings plainly to those who know how to watch for them. All she needs do is look into his eyes to see that he wants to erase that distance between them ... and that knowing that he brought her joy brings him joy as well.
They have not known each other long, but he is fond of her for more than just her fair beauty.
She is kind. She is stronger and wiser than she believes herself to be. Most men and women born to her place are not worthy of it, but she is, and strives to be moreso.
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Date: 2024-05-16 11:29 pm (UTC)"Éowyn is no mere woman." His voice is gentle, but firm. "And whatever she would ask of me, I would give freely."
And of that, she can be certain.
Aleifr is a man of his word, and despite his taciturn nature, he wears his feelings plainly to those who know how to watch for them. All she needs do is look into his eyes to see that he wants to erase that distance between them ... and that knowing that he brought her joy brings him joy as well.
They have not known each other long, but he is fond of her for more than just her fair beauty.
She is kind. She is stronger and wiser than she believes herself to be. Most men and women born to her place are not worthy of it, but she is, and strives to be moreso.