I am back with a new 'Lord of the Rings' story! I just posted the last chapter of my Pirates of the Caribbean Story, but I've been working on this one for a while. It's an eventual EomerOC story, so, I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with Lord of the Rings.

Chapter 1

"Wait Beornaed!" seven year old Beornwyn called as she chased after her older brother. "Beornaed! Mama said you had to wait for me!" she yelled as she lifted her skirt and chased after him. Beornaed sighed and came to a stop at the bottom of the steps that led to the Golden Hall. The ten year old looked at her with a slight glare. The dark grey dress she wore was soiled on the bottom from the wet dirt road and he shook his head.

"Your dress is dirty and you're going into the king's hall?" Beornaed asked her and she sighed as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Mama said I could go with you to bring the message to papa," she said and Beornaed sighed once more and took her hand.

"Come on then," he said and practically pulled her up the steps and into the hall. Beornaed let go of her hand when they went inside and Beornwyn frowned at him as she rubbed her wrist. They slowly walked to the front of the hall where their father, Beornmod stood with Théoden King and his marshals, including Prince Theodred. Beornwyn smoothed her skirt when she saw the prince. He was many summers older than her, he was twenty-four summers if she remembered what her mother had said one day, and very handsome. "Excuse me, my lords," Beornaed said and the men stopped talking and looked to the young boy.

"Beornaed?" came their father's voice and one of the tall, broad shouldered, and blonde men stepped forward. Beornwyn turned her eyes to her father and smiled brightly, showing the few teeth she was missing and waiting for them to grow in. Beornmod smiled at his daughter before he turned his eyes to his son. "Why have you come?" he asked and Beornaed held out the piece of sealed parchment.

"A messenger brought this for you," Beornaed said. "Mama said to deliver it to right away." Beornmod took the parchment from his son and nodded his head.

"Thank you, my son," Beornmod said.

"I wanted to give this to you papa," Beornwyn said as she pulled a small flower from her light brown hair that her mother put in that morning. The men and the King chuckled quietly and Beornmod squatted down and took the flower from his daughter with a smile.

"Thank you, Beornwyn," he said quietly before he took the flower and kissed her cheek. "Now," he said as he stood and looked at Beornaed, "take your sister home, Beornaed." The older boy nodded and took Beornwyn's hand once more, but he didn't grab it as hard as he had the first time.

"Bye papa! Good bye my lords!" Beornwyn called and waved with her free hand as Beornaed led her from the hall. The men chuckled once again and Beornmod waved to her and smiled as he watched his children walk outside once more. Once they were at the foot of the steps, Beornaed let go of Beornwyn's hand.

"You shamed papa," Beornaed said and Beornwyn looked at him with wide eyes.

"I did not," Beornwyn argued and Beornaed rolled his eyes before he pushed her down on the ground and ran off. Beornwyn gasped and watched as her brother ran away. She looked down at her hands that were scraped and imbedded with small stones. Tears came to her eyes before a hand was on her shoulder. She sniffed and looked up to see Prince Theodred looking down at her with a small smile.

"Well, what is the matter?" he asked as he squatted down and looked at her. "Just seconds ago you were smiling and happy, now I find you at the foot of the Golden Hall with tears in your eyes and scraped hands." Beornwyn sniffed again and lowered her hands in her lap and looked down as a tear fell from her eye.

"My brother doesn't like me to follow him, my lord," Beornwyn said quietly and Theodred sighed and stood as he helped her to her feet.

"Some day, young one, your brother will do all he can to protect you," he told her and she looked at him as tears rolled down her cheeks. Beornwyn didn't know if she believed her prince, but he was older and wiser so she hoped he was right. "Now, no more tears. I shall take you to have your hands tended to and then I shall bring you to your father, who still meets with mine." Beornwyn nodded her head, and looked down and away from the tall prince. "Come now," he said gently and put a finger under her chin and raised her head so her eyes faced his. "Always keep your head up, never show your despair." He tapped her chin with his finger and she sniffed again as she nodded. "Good, now come." He turned and put his hand on her upper back as he led her up the stairs and into the hall.

The men had gone from the hall and Theodred ushered her down a corridor to the left and she followed him in amazement; her pain forgotten. She had never been allowed further than the hall when she visited Medesuled, and her curiosity was peaked. There were rich tapestries on the stone walls and soon, they arrived in a room that was bright and inviting.

"Elswide!" Theodred called and a woman came out from a store room and looked at the prince and then his eyes turned to Beornwyn.

"Yes my lord?" she asked.

"I found a little girl in need of some aid, Elswide," Theodred said and the woman walked over to them and looked down at Beornwyn.

"What is your name child?" Elswide asked as she kneeled down before her.

"Beornwyn," she said quietly and Elswide smiled as she looked up at Theodred.

"Beornmod's youngest," she said and even though the woman wasn't looking at her she nodded. Theodred smiled and nodded his head.

"She had a little stumble and scrapped her hands," Theodred said. "Do you think you could help her?" Elswide nodded and looked back at Beornwyn.

"Turn your hands over dear and let me have a look," she said and Beornwyn raised her hands and turned them palm up. The woman sighed quietly and looked them over. "Nothing a little warm water and some ointment won't cure. Come," Elswide said and she gently grasped Beornwyn's wrist. Beornwyn hesitated and looked at Theodred with wide eyes.

"Go on, Beornwyn, Elswide will not harm you," he said and Beornwyn still hesitated earning a chuckle from the prince. "Do not worry, I will be right here." Beornwyn nodded and then quickly followed the woman.

"Sit here, child," Elswide said and Beornwyn nodded and sat down on the small stool. "This may sting a bit," Elswide said as she took a damp cloth to Boernwyn's hands. Beornwyn shifted in her seat, but didn't whimper or cry. She fell often while playing with her closest friend Ealhwin and her mother cleaned her wounds often. Once her small wounds were clean Elswide put ointment on her hands before wrapping them in a thin cloth.

"How is she fairing?" Theodred asked as he walked over to them. Beornwyn looked up at him and smiled.

"Very well," Elswide said. "She is set to travel back to her home."

"That is good to know," Theodred said gently and Beornwyn stood.

"Thank you," Beornwyn said as she looked at Elswide and the older woman smiled and patted Beornwyn's cheek.

"You are most welcome, dear," Elswide said and Beornwyn smiled at her before she looked to Prince Theodred.

"Come with me, Beornwyn," Theodred said before he gently took one of her small bandaged hands into his much larger ones. "Let us see if our fathers have finished their discussions." They walked down the same corridor and into the hall only to be approached by a young girl no older than Beornwyn, but her long hair was light blonde and reminded Beornwyn of sunlight. "What is it Éowyn?" Theodred asked and the blonde held her book tightly to her chest.

"Éomer is being silly and sent me away," the girl said sternly and Beornwyn simply looked at her.

"Why did he send you away?" Theodred asked and the girl huffed.

"Because he said sword lessons are not for girls," Éowyn said. "He handed me back my book and sent me away." Theodred chuckled and shook his head.

"Right now, Éowyn, you are too young to learn to wield a blade, but as you grow you will learn," Theodred told his young cousin and then Éowyn nodded before her cool blue eyes rested on Beornwyn. "This is Beornwyn, Éowyn; she is Lord Beornmod's daughter." Beornwyn gave the other girl a small smile.

"Hello," Beornwyn ventured and Éowyn smiled.

"Read your book for a time and I will find you and give you lessons myself," Theodred said and Éowyn's smile grew.

"Thank you Theodred!" Éowyn exclaimed before she rushed off, her long hair blowing out behind her. Beornwyn watched the other girl walk away in wonder. She was much unlike herself and Beornwyn wondered why she did not have the air about her as the other girl had.

"Come, Beornwyn," Theodred told her and she looked up at him and nodded as he guided her through the corridor and stopped outside large double doors. Theodred knocked a muffled voice called for them to enter. Beornwyn smiled at seeing her father and she let go of Theodred's hand and rushed over to her father, wrapping her arms around him as best she could.

"Theodred?" King Théoden asked with a frown as he looked at the small girl and then at his son.

"I came across Beornwyn on my way to the stables," Theodred explained as he walked further in the room. "I took her to Elswide for aid for the wounds on her hands and then came in search of Beornmod."

"Beornwyn, what happened to your hands?" Beornmod asked his daughter as he kneeled before her and she sniffed as she shook her head.

"I slipped," she lied, but she would not tell her father that Beornead pushed her. Theodred raised an eyebrow as he looked at the little girl; he was surprised that she had not told on her brother.

"Wasn't Beornead with you?" he asked and Beornwyn shook her head.

"He left to meet with Eothain," she said. She hoped that her father would not be angry for her lies, but she did not want Beornead to be in trouble.

"I see," Beornmod said as he glanced at Theodred who was still staring at the young girl. "I beg your pardon, Théoden King," Beornmod said as he stood and looked to Théoden. "I will ensure your orders are delivered, but first I would like to see my daughter home."

"There is no harm done, Beornmod, see the child home and then see to your duties," Théoden said and Beornmod bowed his head.

"Thank you, my lord," Beornmod said and Beornwyn looked to her king and gave him a toothless smile that made the kind man chuckle. Little did Beornwyn know that those small moments in time would change her life forever.