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“You have a letter, sister.”
Éowyn tore open the seal. It was from Merry. “I have waited long to hear these tidings, Éomer. Wormtongue is dead at the hand of a Hobbit archer.”
“Praise Bema! You are avenged for all the sorrows that he caused you. Would that the snake had died at my hand, though!”
Éowyn regarded her brother thoughtfully. “Once, I would have danced for joy at the news. Now, I feel uncertain. Merry tells me that he slew Sauraman just before he fell.”
“He died better than he lived,” said Éomer. “I say good riddance to them both!”
Written for the Middleland Challenge