Prologue
Tears streamed down Eowyn's tiny face, wetting her long golden tresses that fell over her shoulders. Her head hung low and her shoulders shook as she cried. I comforted her as much I could without letting my own feelings come out. My eyes started to water as well, so I looked away from the tomb from which my mother and father were taken into and focused instead on my new home, Edoras. Small huts surround its Golden hall with smoke curling out of the chimneys. I sighed and wiped my eyes with the rough fabric of my shirt. As the sun slowly rose over the horizon, its rays touched the hall making it look like gold. My cousin, Theodred, put his large hand on my shoulder. He smiled down at me giving me comfort, for I had lost so much.
"It will be better in the end, cousin. Your 12 now, Eomer, old enough to start the necessary training to becoming a soldier." He assured me. "Who knows, maybe you will become as great as your father." I looked at him with sad eyes and for the first time that day I smiled.