this chapter I'm writing for To Be Loved is basically Eomer just being like "Yeah a son would be great, I would love to have a son and heir, and would love any future son greatly--But have you considered the absolute joy of having a little daughter wrap me around her little finger to totally spoil and adore??????? Lothiriel how little you know me"
aka Eomer is like,, sure having a son is wonderful but damn I what I Really wish for is a gaggle of princesses to spoil, running around Meduseld 😂
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