Disclaimer: Not mine, merely borrowed.
For the "Thief" challenge.
A Thief in the Night
After guarding her heart so fiercely for all those years, Éowyn felt quite the fool for losing it - twice! - within the space of twenty-three days.
The first man to whom she lost it spurned the gift, but oh-so-gently, with anguish in his eyes. His pity cut sharp and bitter as the winter wind, leaving her to ravaged pride and desperation.
The second came like a thief in the night. Soft as a shadow, tender as the first warm breath of spring, he sought her fragile heart, binding it to his even before she knew it was gone.