Éowyn falls and Aleifr moves with her on instinct - dropping to a knee alongside her, putting a steadying hand across her shoulders. Concern flashes brightly in his eyes, but its alert sharpness dulls into a gentler form as she speaks.
"Do not allow your grief to make a liar of you." He says, as softly as his gruff and rumbling voice will allow. "You could not have given them more."
Not all the pain that she feels is familiar to him, but he knows the ache of feeling as though you've disappointed those that you would honor.
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Date: 2025-02-16 08:08 pm (UTC)"Do not allow your grief to make a liar of you." He says, as softly as his gruff and rumbling voice will allow. "You could not have given them more."
Not all the pain that she feels is familiar to him, but he knows the ache of feeling as though you've disappointed those that you would honor.