The Poison that Lingers-- Grima
“Oh you have been so kind,” he cooed, taking her hand, and in equal comfort, kissed it a few times “-what would I do without you near me.. methinks I would perish,” he smiled weakly, and winced “-the pain seems to keep me in constant reminder of my mortal being… you should go M’lady, for I am certain there are… other matters you can attend to,”
"Only too those who deserve it," she whispered to him, her lips spreading softly to arm smile at his kisses on her hand, though Eowyn removed it after a moment to put away the rag. "I think not. I don't think you will rest if someone isn't insisting upon it," the lady teased, tucking him in a bit more. "Are you hungry at all?"
















