Talk Of The Town

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After that short stroll and walk with Eomer, many eyes are upon us. I would always catch Eowyn looking at me and winking. She has this devious smile but always end with her innocent smile.
Eomer bid his farewell when one of his second, Atheros calls upon him. I bowed in respect. After he left, I feel gloomy suddenly. What the? Am I that shallow? For the love of all the dragons and whatever it is... I feel strange but happy.

Then I saw Eowyn walking towards me. She grabbed my hand and stare straight at me. I asked, "What? Is there anything on my face?" She just laugh and I was stoned in my place. "You like my brother, don't you?"
I quickly covered Eowyn's mouth with my palm. She giggled more. Then I just rolled my eyes but this shieldmaiden wouldn't give up that easy. She wrapped her arms on my shoulder and lean his head over to mine. "You're more than welcome to be my sister, you know?"
Eowyn! Is all I answered and started laughing too. We went inside my room and still Eowyn did not leave me.
"My brother likes you, Ameerah." I remained quiet for a while. I just put my hands over Eowyn's and said, "There is a fine line for that to happen, Eowyn. I don't really know what is it, Maybe its just because this is the first time I saw a man outside of our kingdom." Then I saw Eowyn's face became serious. She locked her hands to mine and said, "You will know, when you will need to know. Believe me, people here has sort of wizardry upon themselves when they sees one. And this time, they believe the Marshall's eyes are fixed upon you".

What? Does that mean we're the talk of the town? I said in a very shock tone. "It's just a short stroll and talk" Then Eowyn smiled. "Don't mind them, Ameerah. They're just hoping.

Hoping? I said in a confused way.
Yes, hoping that the Marshall will soon marry" Eowyn smiling gleefully and clapping her hands like a child celebrating something. I like Eowyn, she is like a sister to me now. She is always making me laugh and accompany me and tirelessly explaining to me everything that seems to confused me.

After that conversation woth Eowyn, I took a quick shower and put on some clothes. I lay in my bed recalling about the controversial short stroll and talk with Eomer. His face won't leave my mind. I cupped my face with both my hands and tried to wake myself up although Im already am. What is happening to me? What is this? Could this mean that I feel for him?

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