A Kinship History, part 4

I regained my health in the Houses of Healing, under the care of Ioreth, the eldest of the women who served in that house. Only then was Faramir allowed to speak to me, when it had been ascertained that I could cope with the graveness of the news. Him and I had been friends since childhood, and to see him was a relief for me. 
Alas, Faramir told me that which I already knew: they had found no survivors at the battle site. Curiously enough though, a few wargs were found slaughtered but five miles down the road, and it seemed that among the corpses, a banner bearing the standard of Dale was found. 
The item left us all exceedingly puzzled: Dale was a city state of men in north-eastern Rhovanion to the south of the Lonely Mountain. What would a banner of theirs do in our land, and in a such a predicament? 
'Maybe they found Freawyin!' I cried, hopeful. Faramir however looked forlorn. 'We cannot know for sure,' he said. 'Then I will go after them,' I replied. 'You shall do no such a thing, young maid,' cut in Ioreth. 'Your wounds are still mending, and until then you will follow my orders.' I looked at Faramir, hoping he would say otherwise, but I was wrong. 'Goldrien,' he said,'strange events are unfolding at Osgiliath. We cannot spare anyone until we know if the hand of Mordor is behind this. I'm sorry.' 
I knew better than to argue with the son of the Stewart, so I nodded and let Ioreth do her healing - but in my heart, I was already planning my mission. 
It was after two months that I was dismissed from the Houses of Healing. I thanked Ioreth and everyone that had taken care of me. I return to my home, now empty and full of dust, where I packed the few belongings still in my possession. The goblins had stolen all from me, except my life, and that, I thought, had been their greatest mistake. 
I left a letter addressed to Faramir, explaining and apologising for my decision to go, but if he could not understand my need for it, then he was not fit to be my friend any longer. 
I waited for the cover of darkness before riding off into the night, away from the safety of the White City. when would I see it again, I did not know, but there was nothing there left for me.