“Never?” She cannot fathom such a thing. To the Rohirrim, life without leaning to ride is simply not feasible. So much of their lives and their culture revolves around their horse herds. Éomer had learned to ride the same time she learned to walk, or so it seemed. “How did you travel, if you have never ridden before?” Her eyes narrow abruptly, playfully suspicious. “Tell me you have not spent your whole life riding in carriages like some sort of Gondorian dandy.”
Her own cup is likewise refilled, and she spares the serving girl enough attention to give her a little wink before she turns back to her companion. “Well. I suppose you will have to learn. Luckily for you, I am well used to teaching recalcintent youths how to care for their horses.”
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Date: 2019-05-15 03:06 am (UTC)“Never?” She cannot fathom such a thing. To the Rohirrim, life without leaning to ride is simply not feasible. So much of their lives and their culture revolves around their horse herds. Éomer had learned to ride the same time she learned to walk, or so it seemed. “How did you travel, if you have never ridden before?” Her eyes narrow abruptly, playfully suspicious. “Tell me you have not spent your whole life riding in carriages like some sort of Gondorian dandy.”
Her own cup is likewise refilled, and she spares the serving girl enough attention to give her a little wink before she turns back to her companion. “Well. I suppose you will have to learn. Luckily for you, I am well used to teaching recalcintent youths how to care for their horses.”