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littlemanpoet · 11-18-2007, 06:58 PM

Eodwine had not been able to keep his brows from rising at several points during Æðel's tale. She seemed to be telling the truth. His ire rose at hearing how this uncle had used her ill in too many ways. It seemed to him ironic that young women in flight from relatives seemed to find their way to his Hall. He wondered where Saeryn was, and wished she might return some day sooner than later. But this was another young woman, also apparently of just as noble blood as was Saeryn, though Gondorian instead of Eorling.

He sighed and allowed his eyes to close half way as he considered her situation, and what keeping her on as his healer could mean. He had sworn himself to be Saeryn's protector as long as she stayed in his Hall, and that had created problems unforeseen. Were Æðel to become his healer with a price on her head, it did not matter that the charges were probably false; they were still charges and the law was the law, and the only way he could truly protect her was to trump the law that sought her for crimes with another, better one. He couldn't think of a better; not at the moment.

He rejected out of hand the thought of turning her down. It was not in him to do so. So he considered what she had said some more. She had just come from Meduseld. She had said that she came back because here training under Hrethel was complete. Was that the only reason to come back from Meduseld?

"Lady Æðelhild, taking you on as my healer places me in difficulties. The laws of Gondor cannot simply be ignored. The Eorlings and Gondorians have a strong alliance and it therefore our duty to cooperate with them in keeping their law. The simple thing to do would be to escort you back to Gondor and present you to the King and have these charges addressed in his court. Why should I, or the King's men at Meduseld, not do that?"

11-18-2007, 06:58 PM	#933
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Eodwine Eodwine had not been able to keep his brows from rising at several points during Æðel's tale. She seemed to be telling the truth. His ire rose at hearing how this uncle had used her ill in too many ways. It seemed to him ironic that young women in flight from relatives seemed to find their way to his Hall. He wondered where Saeryn was, and wished she might return some day sooner than later. But this was another young woman, also apparently of just as noble blood as was Saeryn, though Gondorian instead of Eorling. He sighed and allowed his eyes to close half way as he considered her situation, and what keeping her on as his healer could mean. He had sworn himself to be Saeryn's protector as long as she stayed in his Hall, and that had created problems unforeseen. Were Æðel to become his healer with a price on her head, it did not matter that the charges were probably false; they were still charges and the law was the law, and the only way he could truly protect her was to trump the law that sought her for crimes with another, better one. He couldn't think of a better; not at the moment. He rejected out of hand the thought of turning her down. It was not in him to do so. So he considered what she had said some more. She had just come from Meduseld. She had said that she came back because here training under Hrethel was complete. Was that the only reason to come back from Meduseld? "Lady Æðelhild, taking you on as my healer places me in difficulties. The laws of Gondor cannot simply be ignored. The Eorlings and Gondorians have a strong alliance and it therefore our duty to cooperate with them in keeping their law. The simple thing to do would be to escort you back to Gondor and present you to the King and have these charges addressed in his court. Why should I, or the King's men at Meduseld, not do that?"