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After a long conversation regarding women as the ruination of men's lives, Eodwine and Falco left the Smith brothers to their work. At first the cold was refreshing after the extended heat of the smithy. It did not take long for the wind to find gaps in their clothing, tickling their skin with its frosty fingers. By the time they got back to the Hall, they were trotting and patting their crossed arms. Into the Hall they came.
The men at arms had emptied from the Hall and the women had just about finished the cleaning. They saw Saeryn and Rowenna near the kitchen. Eodwine's stomach turned, recalling what had almost happened between himself and his new wife, and worse, what had indeed happened. The noise of their entrance had alerted the women to the presence of the Man and Hobbit, and Saeryn was looking at her husband. Eodwine could not read her expression from the other end of the Hall, but he did not see a smile.
He crossed the distance wordlessly, the Hobbit close behind.
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