Intro Here is my first chapter to this story, which also happens to be my first ever fanfic! Whoa Dream Big! please dont write me and tell me it was good if you think its Bull-Shit( and yah when I say that I only say it the How to a guy in 10 days way!lol) Enjoy, get a refreshment or something make your self comfortable:) sorry for the delay of this,really bad situation with my beta..so these are the original chapter's of Maranwyn-with some revision, thats to my liking:)...Im done with my beta so there no will be no more mis-communication...for anyone that did happen to like my fanfic, nothing but thanks is in order:)...I hope to continue this story in the near future, but at the moment life seems to be more busy than ever..so until then...

Intro

I am Maranwyn; my parents and I were going return to the kingdom of Rohan, when I was but five years of age. We had been abroad visiting village after village, I did not know why, and I still do not know. Two days after we had come back to live in my mothers birthplace, I had awoken to silence. I quickly moved out of my bed and ran out of the house looking for any sign of life; I found it, a woman with blonde hair came running towards me.

"Child, you must not be afraid, your parents have only gone to visit a town for trading with the others,they will return soon," she said, picking me up.

I do not remember much afterward's, only what I have been told by others. My father was killed in a trade, over an argument of some kind; my mother and the rest of the party returned that day to bury him...a few months later, my mother left. To this day, I still have no idea where she went, nor does anyone else in Rohan, not even Théoden King. Since I had no other relations, he, having also just taken in his niece and nephew, took me in as well to live with them at the Golden Hall of Meduseld.

At the time, I was only a child, as was Théoden King's niece, Eowyn, who was two years younger than I. She and I, along with her brother, Eomer, only my elder by a few months, a fact he never allows to me forget, bonded as though we had known each others company since birth they say, so well that Théoden King allowed Eowyn and myself to share chambers, which I did not move out of until I was twelve years of age, something I am grateful for, I am not royalty after all. Eowyn and I were as close as sisters could be in that time, and I had a close friend in Eomer as well, though I did not feel him to be my brother in the least, nor did he see me as a sister. It was different with Theodred, though, I felt him to be a brother and for him, I was a sister, second in affection only to Eowyn.

We spent our days riding our ponies over the hills and through the great valleys of Rohan, racing with the wind in our faces and the sky so beautiful it looked as if it had been painted by the angels themselves. I grew up well educated but extremely head-strong-too much for Théoden King,to the amusement of many, I was extremely shy to those I did not know well. Stubborn though I may be, I am very caring and protective towards my family and my few friends.

I work with the midwives and nurses in the healing wing, a fact Eowyn, Eomer, and Theodred have always resented for they believe me to be of no difference to them in status, but Théoden King could not have me,a commoner,who had already been given an enormous amount of care be treated as a princess, they still protest to this day,Théoden King told me it had to be so, and I could not argue with him, for I knew in my heart that no matter how much I loved them and they I...I was not of their blood, and I already owe the royal family my life and so much more, as is.

I call Théoden King Uncle just as Eowyn and Eomer do, I sit with them at meals, many a night have we made good memories at the dinner table! Though no matter how much I focus on my work or my studies, there is always something I can not stop thinking about...Eomer son of Eomund. I cannot tell anyone, even Eowyn, that I am not only falling for Eomer but that I have the sinking suspicion that I already could be-in love with him.

I have decided that I shall not speak of these feelings to anyone. Who could have thought for even a moment that a commoner such as me would have fallen in love with Eomer, Third Marshall of the Riddermark?I do not linger with these peices within my heart,I must not for then I would only create tears and I will not be fretful, for I know that I cannot love him, that it is impossible to even think of it! I will not ruin the royal family of Rohan any more than I have already, I refuse. He must not ever know of my affections, for it would only bring sorrow and resentment, something... especially now,when there are whisper's of war,it is the farthest from needed.

I do not truly know if I am in love with him, for I have never been in love before;All that I know to be true is that I only feel these things for him, that I do not feel, could not think to feel...for anyone else, nor have I ever felt such feelings before. I lay in my bed this night, like every other night, thinking of all of this, wishing to fall asleep as quickly as possible, though slumber does not come for a long while, and I am left again to ponder it all.