Lothiriel and Eomer exited the hall hand in hand. The sun was dipping in the sky and the ends of the land were beginning to fade into darkness; blotting the sky with deep purples and indigos.
From far off they probably looked like any couple after a great war.. Wondering if it was safe to smile again. Luckily it was, for they did that very much. Lothiriel was thinking about how long this peace would last.. she though it would be for a while but one was never to be quite sure.
"Come this way," she said, guiding him. "I want to show you something.. but we'll need the horses."











