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It has been some time now since the wedding revels, since he became a married man. It still comes as a wonder to him, his own good fortune. Some part of him still half-expects it to be taken away, for some higher power to tell him this is not meant for him, never was, that he must return to take his dues.

So far, that moment hasn't come.

Even so, he still has duties, duties which call him away from Minas Tirith and from her. Days away in Ithilien, evenings poring over maps with some of his men, and meetings with his father. Such meetings have a toll on him, though he tries to hide it; leave him taut and overly self-conscious, more careful than ever of every word and every step.

On this occasion, he is returning from such a meeting - not only that, but from some days away on the marches. He hasn't seen her since he left, and that is a grief to him, but now his duties are dispatched, his time his own. Their own. The thought brings a smile to his face, despite that air of tension, as he pulls his hair back over his shoulder and opens the door. "Éowyn?"
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