Eomer: *has finally taken Lothiriel over to the Rohirrim encampment, to see his tent, the other riders, and etc* *all things considered, it didn't go too badly,and now they're having a bit of alone time in his tent with a keg of mead*
Lothi: ::is glad things with his people went relatively better than things with her people went. is glad to have alone time with Eomer on his turf, as it were::
Eomer: *has a dog sleeping on his feet, and is into his 5th mug at this rate* *grins at her* See? I told you it wouldn't be so bad.
Lothi: ::smiles:: You were right, yes. I am glad you were. ::has been sipping her mead. woke up feeling a little odd this morning::
Eomer: *has noticed the sipping* *leans down and pats the dog, then takes another swig and eyes her* Is the mead bad? .. Well .. not bad, or I wouldn't be drinking it, but...
Lothi: The mead is fine. I have just...not been feeling so well today.
Eomer: *instantly looks concerned* You didn't say anything... I would have put this off, and gotten you a tea or some broth instead.. *worries*
Lothi: ::sets the mead down and cuddles against him:: I'm sure it was just nerves. ::actually...is totally sure it might NOT have been nerves::
Eomer: *pulls her into his lap, wraps an arm around her* Are you sure? *arches a brow like he? So very does not believe her*
Lothi: ::sighs >_> in a small voice:: ...not exactly sure...
Eomer: *blinks down at her* ...... how not exactly sure?
Lothi: ...half sure?
Eomer: And the other half would be.... ? *makes a face like o.O*
Lothi: ...::bites her lip::
Eomer: *arches the other brow* ... Lothiriel, just ... out with it, whatever it is.
Lothi: ...the other half wonders if I am with child.
Eomer: *widens his eyes, and restrains himself from picking her up and whirling her in his arms around in circles*
Lothi: ::shy, tentative grin::
Eomer: *grins, like a two year old on Erumas morning, and squeezes her* ... Whendoweknowforsure!
Lothi: ::grin widens, hugs his arms as they go around her:: A month or so, I think. And after that it is a sort of waiting game until it becomes very obvious. ::can't really remember about stuff from when nephew was in the process of coming to be, and tried to avoif that topic with Ivriniel::
Eomer: *was about to toast with celebratory mead, but then ... isn't sure if mead is something pregnant women drink or not,so... toasts her instead, knocks back his mug,a nd ... steals hers, too* I am going to spoil you. Well .. not that I wasn't going to anyway, but.....
Lothi: ::blushes and smiles:: You are wonderful... ::thinks for a moment:: But let's keep it to ourselves until we know for sure...
Eomer: The next three months can't possibly pass fast enough for me. *is going to be a faeder, holy crap O.O*
Lothi: ::kisses him::
Eomer: *kisses her, very enthusiastically!*
Lothi: ::wraps arms around his neck::
Eomer: *holds her, protectively!* *there might be a child in there!*
Lothi: ::cuddles against him::
Eomer: *finishes up the other mug, too, then picks her up in his arms and carries her to the bed, for REAL snuggles!*
Lothi: ::clings happily to him:: I leof you.
Eomer: *beams down at her* Leof you, too.
Lothi: ::kisses him again!::
Eomer: *pats her belly, with a dumb grin..... will be sooo disappointed if there's nothing in there later*
Lothi: ::covers his hand with hers. would so be disappointed as well if their was nothing growing in there::