Author: Karina "Galadriel"
Chapter 1
"Your words are poison!" Eowyn spat, and left the room. Grima hung his head. He wasn't really aware about it before, but Eowyn, who was to be merely his "prize", had stung him very painfully.
Whenever she wasn't looking, Grima found himself standing in the shadows, watching her as she strode across the floor with an aura of such power and authority around her. Eowyn was fair and slender, and had long blonde hair that swayed around her when she walked. But, her eyes had a darkness and a deep sadness that only the ones who paid attention could see.
Grima saw it all, from her beautiful hair to the danger in her eyes, and he was smitten. He took care to hide his feelings from her, as well as from all those around him. He knew he could never win over Eowyn, seeing how she treated even the most charming of her Rohirrim suitors.
That was all that Grima thought about as he walked through the halls. He had gathered up all his courage to speak with Eowyn, and as he expected, she pushed him away. But, her manner of rejecting Grima was so abrupt and so hard, he was unprepared and shocked. He was a sorry sight to see, the black robes he wore symbolizing even more of him than before.
Then, Grima straightened up, hardened his face, and marched quickly to the throne room, where Theoden was.
"Well, now that the woman is out of the way," he said to himself sternly. "I can concentrate more on the task at hand."
He kept marching until a guard approached him.
"There are visitors approaching." The guard softly said to Grima. "They are a queer company."
"How queer?" Grima hissed back, upset at the news.
"There are four members: one elf, one dwarf, one man, and one old man, a little too tall for his age and appearance. I think the old one might be a wizard, but he is strangely robed for a wizard, so he might be a man. What to you make of it all?" Grima frowned. Immediately, the name "Gandalf the Grey" came to his troubled mind.
"Take all their arms and set them aside. We don't want any trouble. They might be murderous." He commanded the guard. The guard in response nodded vigorously and hurried to carry out his orders. Grima also hurried, but to Theoden's side.
"My Lord," Grima began, whispering into the king's ear. Just then, he caught sight of a figure in the shadows. He could make out the silhouette of a woman clad in a dress darker than the shadows themselves, a hood covering her hair and making her face dark and invisible, save for two small glittering slits that were her eyes. Grima shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut. When he opened them again, the dark silhouette was gone, as if it was never there.
Right when the shadow disappeared, the door opened and four figures were being escorted in by the guards. Grima scowled. It was time to do his job. "My Lord," he began again.
AN: Okay, this is a really confusing story (especially when I get into later chapters), and this is my very first submission, so please help me out if I get anything from the book or movie wrong (The Two Towers).