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The door opened almost at once to Thornden’s knock. Eodwine stood there in the opening. He looked up in surprise. “Thornden! What news?”
“A great deal of news, actually, my lord. May I speak with you, or are you busy?”
“One second, and I am at your service.” Eodwine stepped back within the door and spoke to the people within the room. A moment later, he emerged entirely, shutting the door firmly behind himself. “Come, let us go to my room and we will speak there, rather than standing here in the hall.” He led the way to his room and allowed Thornden and Javan to enter before him before he went, shutting the door once more behind himself.
“Lord Eodwine, I would like to introduce my brother to you,” Thornden said, opening business at once. He turned half way around towards Javan and Javan stepped forward and bowed. “This is Javan, my youngest brother. He is almost thirteen summers. Today, he and my sister came to Edoras and Medreth informed me that our father wishes that if there is a place, he could take a place in your court.”
Javan stood before Eodwine, silent and rigid. Thornden quit speaking, and the boy wondered if he was supposed to say or do anything. He didn’t know what he would say or do if he was expected to, so he stood in silence, instead, and waited.
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