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Stirrup Cup
Gríma
was not the only Rider to watch her eagerly when she offered them
the
stirrup-cup. Bright with amber and silk, she would make a proud
ornament for her husband’s hall, and her dower horses would number
in
the hundreds. It would be a great honor to join with a daughter of
Eorl, and her soft woman’s flesh would bear her new husband’s weight
and then bear him fine sons. She held much that these Riders
desired.
At first, she was pleased by their longing; yet later, she thought
it
an empty thing, like a stirrup-cup that had been overturned.
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