14. Bitter Sweet
"More mead, my lords?"
Faramir held out his drinking horn to be refilled. Aragorn shook his head.
"I thought you liked mead?" The Steward asked his friend.
"I do, but one horn suffices when it is this strong!"
"Mead strong? It was not when Éowyn and I were married."
"That is because a bridegroom is expected to remain alert!" Aragorn chuckled.
"Éomer awaits us for breakfast!" Aragorn declared the next morning.
Faramir groggily opened his eyes. "The sun is too bright, my head aches!" He groaned.
"Even honey taken in excess can leave a bitter taste," said Aragorn smugly.