A groan came from Eomer’s lips at that, “I have no wish for Mistresses, whilst I have a Queen. Why are all you men so preoccupied with such matters? Have you all never held a woman close and known that she and no other would ever make you happy?” Though he shook his head and frowned, as he realized they were telling him that Lothiriel basically wanted to leave and wanted him to have as many mistresses as he wished so he would leave her alone? He didn’t truly believe them, but as they had placed the seed of doubt in Lothiriel’s mind so they were beginning to do such in Eomer’s.
Standing he had had enough, “very well, whatever the Queen wishes.” Though he had no intention of taking any of their words to be those of the Queen’s.