Dear Valar

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Lady Eowyn dragged me to some champer. "Sit there"she instructed. I obeyed. She threw me a beautiful blue dress.(pic). "Wear it. I know it'll suit to you. Last time I wore it my brother and cousin asked should I go to healing houses"I couldn't help but giggled a little with her. "Where could I change?"I asked gently. "Bathroom is over there. Take your time"she smiled. I changed in to the dress quickly. I loved it. It was just like the dresses I wore in Minas Tirith. Oh that place and Fara. I miss him more and more every minute. It sounds like I would be a youngling in love. I miss Boro too. I sighed and walked out. "What is wrong?"Eowyn asked seeing I was little down. "I miss my brother's"I whispered. In here all this was so new. So strange. But no Denethor. Goodness no. I knew why he married me away. H-he...never mind. "You must love them alot"she said. "More than anything. I'd sagrifice myself for them in a heart beat"I answered without hesitation. "That is something I really admire"she told with sincerety. "I do not need admiration"I told softly. "But you need a friend"she said. I nodded. "Then we shall be friends" she grinned. I chuckled. She was someone I really could make friends with. "You are also a good match for my brother"she mused. "What do you mean?"I asked. "I can feel you have a slow temper but sharp tongue. As you heard my brother has horrible temper. You are brave and you have faced something traumatizing. You do not falter when it's about protecting your loved ones. Just like Eomer" She explained. I stared at her mouth open. She got that and we haven't even known one morning. She held my hand as she saw the little horror of her knowing in my eyes. Then someone knocked. Eowyn opened the door. "My lord Eomer requested Lady Sonja's preserence"The guard said. Eowyn hugged me for goodbye and I followed the guard to Eomer. "He's in there"the guard told pointing a door. I knocked. 'Come in"Was heard and I walked slowly in. "We have a problem"he told. "What?"I asked. "This is our champer. We have only one bed"he sighed akwardly. Dear Valar.

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