Drabble -- Orphans

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Éomer sat up abruptly. Beside him Éowyn stirred, but didn’t waken. Everyone else in the long hall was sleeping too. The only movement was the slow pacing of the king’s guard. He lay down again and tucked the blanket higher over himself and his little sister, trying not to think about the smell of the loft where they’d slept until now. He was surprised that Éowyn could sleep so easily here. Except that it had been a long ride, and she was only seven. He tucked her hair back. “It’s all right, sister,” he promised. “I’ll take care of you.”


This drabble owes thanks to periantari for nudging me to write it with her own drabbles and Marigold for handing me a challenge starter that I had more than one idea for.



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