I've always loved the relationship between Eowyn and Eomer. It's so sweet. Karl Urban is the perfect person for the "big brother role". :) This is my first one shot and first LOTR fic! I wanted to see if I could write Eowyn and Eomer properly before writing a full story. Please tell me if you like the way I wrote them! :)
(This is set the winter before LOTR so they are the same age now as they are in the movie. :)
Eowyn shivered as she walked into the stable. The first snow had fallen that morning. She should have brought a coat. It was to late now. Eowyn walked toward a stall. It held her horse, Casper. She started to stroke his muzzle.
An icy hand grabbed her wrist.
"You're cold, m'lady. "Grima said. " A woman as fair as you should not go out lacking a coat. "
"Yes, well, I forgot. "
Grima moved behind her. One arm wrapper around her chest and the other slowly caressed her face and neck.
"Please let me go." Her voice trembled.
"Do not be afraid Eowyn. "
Her name sounded like poison coming off his lips.
"I love you Eowyn. Since the first day I set eyes on you, I've felt nothing but love. I know you feel the same. "
"I am sorry to say that I do not feel the same, m'lord. I-"
Grima turned Eowyn around. Holding her head in a vice like grip he moved himself closer to her. Their lips connected for a second, and then Eowyn was free. Eomer held Grima against the wall.
"If you ever touch my sister like that again I swear I will kill you in the slowest way possible. " he growled.
Eomer threw Grima towards the door. Grima all but ran out. Eomer turned to Eowyn and enveloped her in his arms. She sobbed freely.
"Shhh. You're safe. " he said, rubbing her back. " You're safe. "
I hope you liked it! And again, PLEASE tell me if I wrote them nicely. I will never be perfect, but please say if it was okay or not. :)
