"Soon, i will be well. I will help!. You entrusted me with your city m'lord, and i failed you! But not now, never will I fail you again" Bebberyn cried, sitting up further in his bed.
"Should we start to assemble a guard, a recovery team, come, you have myself, Durmán, Darius?"
Darius nodded. "and other men here!"
Bebberyn was now calming. "Will you let us go Prince?, Lady Arwen, will you trust us to bring the king home?"
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"Athena, stepping up behind him, visible to no one but Achillies, gripped his red-gold hair. Startled he made a half turn, and he knew her upon the instant for Athena." ~The Iliad~
~My lord, Éomer~
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