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Eodwine
Eodwine let go of Rand and turned around, finding Gudryn right behind him looking for all the world like she was ready to run.
"You are safe, Gudryn, as I promised. I will not leave you. Are you well?"
Gudryn's wide eyes took Eodwine in, as if she was desperate to believe his promise. Finally, she nodded once, blinking. "Yes, I am well."
Eodwine put away his sword and gathered her in his arms.
Falco
Falco moved to Harreld and Garreth. "Up, you two louts! Someone must bring word to the guard."
Garreth coughed and rubbed his forehead. "Then get yourself to them. Ow! I have a headache."
Harreld eyed his twin brother. "Your head's too hard, Garreth."
"Me! It's you as always has been the hard headed one!"
Falco threw up his hands. "Useless!" He turned to Eodwine. "Master Eodwine, I go to the guards of the Golden Hall!"
Eodwine nodded, rocking Gudryn in his arms, toussling her hair, something new in his eyes the hobbit had not seen before. As Falco dashed out the front door to the Common Room, he gave brief thought to what it was, and decided that the Eorlinga had been counting time for many years, at loose ends, as it were, and had finally discovered something - someone - worth tying down the tent-ropes for. Maybe even laying new foundations. It was something worth thinking about. For himself, Falco wanted a wife before a daughter, let Eodwine do it the other way around if he liked.
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