The Valliant Heart: The Beginning

After the events transpired with Nethirien I've been left alone by the table as Ridvay and Naerhad went out somewhere. My love went outside for some reason but I trust her enough to let her handle her own issues by herself if she doesn't want me around for some reasons. However we were supposed to have a drink with Nyraewyn. And that's why I've been waiting alone. She came into the room not long after carrying the bottle of wine. "Welcome back.." - I said as she set the bottle on the table. "Thank you..." - She said as she joined me by the table. I was still feeling bad a bit because I let her go for the bottle instead of just going for it myself. Although Nethirien did everything she could to just keep me here instead of helping a friend. "Sorry I couldn't go for the wine but Nethirien seemed to silence me at that moment." - I said and chuckled as I thought about the moment my love didn't allow me to say a thing. Then I asked her if she would like to get a glass of wine and as she agreed we just enjoyed our first drink that night. "Heh, do not worry, and one can do. It could see miles away from her..how she absolutely looked after you." - she tapped her nose - "Mender just sees such things." - She said with a smile. I smiled back but it soon disappeared from my face as I thought about Nethirien's future once again. This kept troubling me all along. I took a long sip from my glass and one could tell I was really worried at that moment even if I tried to mask it. There was one more question that worried me at that moment. Nyraewyn. She kept speaking in a different way like something has happened to her and another troubling thing was her scar. "What happened to you, Miss? If you don't mind me asking." - I asked hoping that I am not going to say something stupid. She looked into her glass and took a sip before she spoke again."Well my worried friend, you are as observant as I am. Very well. How about You tell me what worries you and then..then I tell about me what happened." - She said as she tried to cover her scar but it was too late, I've already seen it. I agreed to this terms. I had the feeling that I can speak freely about these things. "It's just Nethirien's future. I love her, but I don't want her to suffer if anything ever happens to me. I want to see her happy and not struggling with a man being far away from her." - I answered and that was actually what was now troubling my heart so much. I sighed then and took another long sip of wine."That is something every soldiers wife must face and accept..Its never easy, nor neither it is easy for soldiers to be so far away for loved ones. For us rangers..its everyday life, both for womans and mens alike. We are always out there." - Nyra then said motioning to the outside as if she was mentioning the wilderness. I stayed silent for a moment and then told her that I do not care for myself but both for Gondor's and Nethirien's future and happiness. Then she told me that the feeling is mutual when it comes to Nethirien and I knew she was right. "As for my question, can I know this?" - I asked in a moment as I was not only worried for Nethirien but also about Nyra. "Ah..I wish not be a burden or that people worry over me." - She answered and then glanced at me. I was not going to give up, she was already one of the people I care about. "You have already made a friend that wouldn't give up easily." - I said then and smiled towards her. Hopefully she was going to open up or so I was thinking. "I cant speak of all the details..not yet. And I hope this remains for you. Only two persons knows about my story in Battalion and you are the second one now." - She said and continued to look at me. I nodded."Your secret is safe with me." - I said and I really meant it. That moment I drifted away with my thoughts for a bit. But her next words reached me. "Dear me...and I'm only ranger lass from Amroth." - She chuckled at me and I shook my head with a smile. " And only a friend of a man of Gondor." - I chuckled then as this was the truth once again. None of us felt special or important at that moment, we were just ordinary people."Its not my only wound..Did my stammering gave me away?" - She asked as she finished her wine. I only nodded at this as our talk was ended by coming of the others.