He began to grow slightly tired, but kept his eyes focused, taking another swig of ale before offering it to Nienna.
Daylight was now but an hour or so away. He looked up, hoping they would have sufficient shelter.

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She took the ale and drank some before setting it down. "Here." it was a small outcropping, so she worked fast before the daylight came. She took both their cloaks, then hung them around the outcropping, giving them a cozy little, tent-like room. It would effectively block off the sun. She stood back, rubbing her hands in satisfaction as she surveyed her work.

He watched her as she worked, not entirely sure what she was doing.When she finished he let out a laugh.
''Not just a pretty face'' he said with a grin. It looked like he would be able to rest easy, knowing he was safe from the direct sunlight.

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Pretty face. It was ironic, and it showed what she thought through her laugh. She sat down and drank some more ale. She leaned back against the rock walk and closed her eyes.

He saw her reaction, and smirked a little. He poked her in the side, laughing.
''This is no time for modesty'' he said, poking her again.

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She sent him a mock glare before poking him back. "Of course it is." she yawned and laid her head back, stretching her neck out, then rolling her head to the side, stretching again. "I kind of like this. A nice, cozy little, dark, tent like space...." she laughed.

''Then what must you think of a house?'' he said, grinning.
The sun was beginning to rise. Soon he would not have to hide. He prayed the wizard would be able to help.

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"Houses are fine too." she said, slightly drowsily, and stretched her neck the other way, turning where head away from him this time. "We may have to make a room like this is our house."

He took another drink, watching her.
''Yes, perhaps on the balcony or the roof'' Seeing her lean away from him, caused him to have an idea and a smirk. He reached out, and pushed her slightly, causing her to topple over. He burst out laughing, taking another drink of ale.

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She looked up at him, glaring, and kicked him lightly with her foot. "Now that was just mean, you Imp!" he sat back up, then realized her feet hurt and kicked off her boot, proceeding to rub her foot. "You need a lesson in manners." she grumbled good naturedely.

He laughed at her words.
''I? I am your king.I am the definition of class.'' He grinned and took her foot and began to rub it for her.
''Perhaps next time you should be content with giving me a glare. It is clear I far outmatch you in strength''

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She rolled her eyes. "mhm, class. Right." she made her words long and drawn out in sarcasm, the gasped as he took her foot. "you don't have to do that..."

He raised his eyebrow at her.
''Yes, class. What would you know? Peasant'' he said with a laugh, lightly tickling her foot to further illustrate his point.
''I want to. You must learn to allow your husband to dote on you so''. He smirked and continued.

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"if you'll remember, I am Faramir's daughter and was pretty much royalty before you became a king. Also, they chose me as queen before I asked you to rule with me. So watch who you call peasant." she tried to pull away "But, it is a wife's duty to dote on her husband!" she said with a laugh.

He grinned back, enjoying the banter.
''Ah but being a king far outranks a queen. Did you not see how the people cheered as I appeared? My mere presence humbles them''
He didn't allow her to pull her foot away.
''It works both ways, angel.'' He pulled her other foot to him and began to rub them both.
''Peasant'' he said, keeping his expression innocent.

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"They only cheered because you were dead, oaf." she tried to pull her other foot away. "I am still higher born than you." she put a pouting look on her face.