A/N

Hi,
well this is my first story in English so I'm sorry for some mistakes in the previous chapter.
I know Nostariel starts very Mary-Sue -In Dutch fanfiction we have no such term so I was quite surprised when I red about, you don't really like those character's so I'll try my best to make her different- but she changes, I assure you.
Sorry if it's boring...
So, thank you for reading anyway and please; Review!

But that was almost a year ago.
The sun shone bright today and the grass waved on the great plains of Rohan.
A maiden was looking to the mountains on the side of Gondor. She sighed, missing her brothers. Suddenly she felt two arms around her waist and a head on her shoulder. "Théodred" she chuckled as he gave her a kiss in her neck. She turned around and saw her betrothed grinning innocent. She smiled and kissed him on his lips. "You seem worried, my love" he said while frowning. "I just miss Boromir and Faramir" she said and he embraced her. "But I am happy to be with you" she mumbled to his chest. He smiled, they would marry in a week and he couldn't wait. He caressed the scar on her cheek she gained last week in battle, he still was furious that Grima had let her go to the front. She blushed as she felt his gentle touch on her cheek, she really loved him. A soldier came outside "Lord Théodred, the King requests you" he said and Théodred nodded."I'll be right there my love" he said as he kissed her temple. She grabbed his hand, pinched it and let him leave. Nostariel looked out over the plains again, she had really fallen in love with Rohan, since the first day she was here. She remembered it like it was yesterday.

"Here comes Théodred! Here comes our prince!" one of the guards shouted cheerfully. She looked at her betrothed and smiled "They really love you here". Théodred looked at her, she was really beautiful on her gray horse. "They will love you even more" he smirked. She was enchanted by the landscape, beautiful fields of grass that danced in the wind. She closed her eyes, she belonged here now. They rode to the gate and people threw flowers at them, she heard them whisper, wondering who she was. They rode to the wooden palace that stood on the top of heavy stone stairs. On top of them stood three people, the king, a woman with blond her probably Éowyn of which Théodred told him about and a man that looked familiar to her and Théodred, he must be Éomer, Théodred's best friend. They looked at them, smiling. They dismounted in front of the stairs. Théodred took her hand in his and Nostariel smiled happily as they climbed the stairs hand in hand. At the top he turned them and the cheers of the people silenced while Théodred raised his free hand. "People of Rohan, people of my country and of my heart. I have returned from Gondor with it's most beautiful treasure, meet my betrothed; Nostariel of Gondor!" he proclaimed and kissed me.

"Nostariel" She turned around to find Théodred behind her with a troubled look. "Yes, Théodred, what is wrong?" she asked him while taking his hand in hers. "Saruman's orcs are crossing the Isen, I have to encounter them with a company of Eored" he sighed. Nostariel's expression went down and her hands held his more tightly. "But we're marrying in a week and I just... I am afraid to lose you. You must stay!" she cried. Tears were streaming down her face and he pulled her into a comforting embrace. He did not want to see her hurting, he loved her with all of his being. "I will go with you" Nostariel decided. He looked at her "No you can not. You are still wounded" he did not want her in danger again. Nostariel began to get mad "I want to go with you! I can fight! I have been a soldier since I was fifteen!" she yelled at him with anger. "And I do not want you to be in danger!" he yelled back, also in anger. "Oh, so you think that I cannot defend myself?" she yelled at him while throwing her hands in the air. "I do!" he yelled. That was it. Nostariel stamped away furious.

How could he think she was not capable of fighting! She had slayed enough orcs all of her life! Couldn't he understand she was afraid to lose him? That she wanted to be with him all of the time?

She stamped to her room when she came across Eowyn, who had become her best friend. "What's wrong Nostariel?" she asked worried. "Théodred! He thinks I cannot fight! That I am not capable of defending myself! And I just..-" she stopped speaking as she felt the anger flow away and felt it being replaced by fear. "I just don't want to lose him" she said breathlessly. "He is a good warrior he will survive" Eowyn told her friend to calm her down, but inside she was horribly worried, she had a bad feeling about this. Suddenly Théodred came running into the hallway. "Nostariel I am sorry I just wanted to...-" she had already ran towards him. "I love you" she whispered and he kissed her softly on the lips.

Eowyn looked at them and smiled, she had never seen her cousin so happy, the Gondorian woman was the best thing that had happen to him. And to her, since Nostariel was her friend she felt more happy, more alive. It was refreshing to have another woman at court that was her age. She saw the couple disappeared into the prince's bedroom and she chuckled.

She went to the stables to find Éomer there, attending Firefoot. He had become more withdrawn in himself since Nostariel had come to court she did not know why. "Brother" she said and he looked up at her. "What brings you here my beloved sister?" he asked her and sh chuckled. "Nostariel and Théodred needed to be alone for a while" he nodded and turned himself to Firefoot again. "What troubles you Éomer? You have been so different of late". He mumbled something and looked at her "It is nothing my sister" he said smiling. She did not believe him but she let him be. This afternoon, Théodred and his Eored would ride out to meet the orcs of Isengard. She hoped they would be back soon, because until then everyone in Edoras would be constantly nervous. She went to the kitchens and prepared some traveling food for the warriors. When she was ready the soldiers were already lined up on the road in front of Edoras.

Théodred and Nostariel were together by his horse, Brego.
"Théodred, I love you, come back safe, promise me" she asked him with tears in my eyes, she had a bad feeling about this battle. He looked at her and grabbed her hands "I will promise to come back and marry you, my love" he answered and pulled her closer toward him. Softly he put his lips on hers and kissed her goodbye. "I love you Nostariel" he whispered for the last time and mounted his horse Brego. "Come back to me" she whispered longing as she held his hand in hers. He bend down to kiss her forehead en rode off without looking back. Then she felt two hands on her shoulders, it were Eowyn. She gave her a little smile and together they walked back into Meduseld.