Always, there was a warmth to Rohan that could not be denied or ignored. Nor should one deny or ignore it, Faramir thought, as he walked alone in Meduseld's halls. His wife still slumbered and he left her as such; for now, he would wander in the home Éowyn still longed for in her heart, and breathe in the air that was both foreign and yet familiar to him.

A welcomed comfort, for he was a stranger in the House of Eorl.