Freedom For Eowyn
Eowyns getting a girlfriend
Éowyn's horse flexed beneath her. It was a young horse and barely trained. Actually, not so trained at all, she reflected the horse shifted sneakily below her. She strengthened her hold on the reins.
A horn sounded in the distance; her uncle had returned. She smiled to herself and reined her horse around, digging in her knees and pressing forward in the saddle. Her horse happily moved across the grassy plains and Éowyn murmured his name in his ear. "Freedom"
As she came upon Théoden's arriving party, she saw a darkly clad man fall clumsily out of the saddle of the one of the horses. She urged her horse faster, afraid the man was injured, but when she arrived she saw that though the man was truly the ugliest person she had ever seen, he was not hurt. Indeed, it was only that he was a bad horseman. One of her father's men took the man's horse away. Clearly the horse did not belong to the man, of which she was glad. Seeing her uncle, she happily climbed out of her own saddle as gracefully as she could just to show the man how it was done.
"Eowyn, darling girl. How is the day, my most beautiful of nieces?" The tall King climbed out of his own horse's saddle and began leading him to the stable, Eowyn walking beside him with her own Freedom.
"The day goes fine, Uncle. And unless I am mistaken, I am your only niece."
"And more, I love you like you were my own daughter."
"Thank you Uncle. I love you too," Éowyn said smiling, but a lump lodged in her throat at the thought of her father, dead on the hills of Emyn Muil.
"Aw, give me a hug."
Éowyn let herself be drawn into a deep hug with her uncle, who smelled like horses and long journeys. Her face showed this as she pulled away and the King grinned.
"Alright, alright. I go to wash."
"Théoden, you were right. The beauty of the gold covered hills is put to shame by the ringlets that surround her face. The blue of her eyes makes pale the cerulean sky. My lady…" The man's oily voice belied the beauty of his words, making Éowyn feel an almost chocking sensation in the back of her throat. She shrunk back from him and bumped into her uncle.
"Éowyn. May I introduce you to Gríma."
"A pleasure, Milady." The man's greasy black hair fell in his face as he bowed dramatically to her. As he came back up, his black coat bunched a little then settled, and
Éowyn had the exact impression of a crow, settling its feathers.
"He returned with us from Isengard and Saruman. He will help us end the threat from the orcs." Éowyn looked incredulously up at the king. His face was calm, his voice even. Théoden meant exactly as he said, even though deceit rolled off the man, Gríma in waves. She could not understand how he could trust him.
"Grima, go with Eadbárd. He will show you to your rooms."
"Your hospitality will surely exceed expectations." The man followed the page away from the horse barn. Éowyn saw him sniff as he neared her horse, and her bad opinion of him was only made more concrete.
"Ah, to be home again. Isengard is beautiful with its gardens and trees, but I missed my wild moors and fair-haired people."
"Did you see an Ent?" Eowyn asked the king eagerly.
"Éowyn, you ask me that every time."
"And I always hope you will say yes." Éowyn responded as she led her horse into its stall. It balked for a second, already missing the hills, but as soon Éowyn filled its trough with grain and came with brushes from a nearby box, it calmed instantly.
Her uncle laughed as he did the same in the next stall over.
"I have never seen one in all my life. You must agree that you are fixated?"
"If I am fixated, then it is because they are a worthy fixation. To live so long…"
"Other things live as long."
Éowyn, sighed said, leaning against a wooden wall of the great horse barn, "But they must be so wise."
Théoden smiled at his niece.
"You know as well as I what fools old men can be."
"Yes. You are."
"Eowyn! I'm hurt!"
The girl, scarcely 16, followed her Uncle into the keep.
A/NThis came about because I suddenly decided that Lord of the Rings needs femslash and Eowyn needs a girl friend.
Read and review and help me fix plot holes, my comand of the fandom is much less than perfect.