Eventually, after what feels like days but is probably only between one hour and two, the court disperses and she is set free.
Nimbly dodging Guthlaf who tries to speak to her about some undoubtedly important matter, Éomer lifts her skirts and strides through the rabbit-warren halls of Meduseld, doing her best to avoid running into anyone who might waylay her on her quest for privacy.
As she hoped, Eskel had let himself into her rooms again, whether because someone had allowed him access or he just didn't let them deny him it, and is seated at her desk with a book in hand.
"You look comfortable," she says, shutting the door behind her and moving straight towards him, settling herself in his lap like she has every right to do so and leaning back against his chest with a dramatic sigh. "I hope you had a better day than I did."
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Date: 2020-09-15 03:18 am (UTC)Nimbly dodging Guthlaf who tries to speak to her about some undoubtedly important matter, Éomer lifts her skirts and strides through the rabbit-warren halls of Meduseld, doing her best to avoid running into anyone who might waylay her on her quest for privacy.
As she hoped, Eskel had let himself into her rooms again, whether because someone had allowed him access or he just didn't let them deny him it, and is seated at her desk with a book in hand.
"You look comfortable," she says, shutting the door behind her and moving straight towards him, settling herself in his lap like she has every right to do so and leaning back against his chest with a dramatic sigh. "I hope you had a better day than I did."