I just really wanted to write Eowyn as an even more evil vesion of Lady Macbeth who is still salty because Aragorn didn't like her. She's the main character in this story. What Eowyn thinks about Aragorn isn't my real opinion of him. It's just fun to write. :) Enjoy!
Weary from a long battle, Faramir and his Captain, Bregon, returned. They had been outnumbered by the dozens of Orcs who had attacked their camp.
They hastily rode through the omnipresent fog, eager to return home. The fog was so thick they could only see a few meters ahead of them. They rode on till they saw three omnius and hunched figures looming in the fog. Three old hags stood around a bubbling cauldorn that's foul stench penetrated Bregon's lungs, forcing him to cough loudly.
The witches whipped around in suprise. They had whispy beards, unlike the subtle stubble that was currently in fashion for men in Gondor. Their hair was long, matted and greasy with branches and leaves tangeled in them. Their cloaks were threadbare and had blood splatter and clumps of mud sticking to them.
"Speak servants of Sauron! What do you now hither?"
"All hail Faramir, Lord of Osgiliath!" One called.
"All hail Faramir, Steward of Gondor!" said another.
"All hail Faramir, King of Gondor!" screeched the last.
Before Faramir could answer, Bregon exclaimed: "Tell me, witches three, if you can look into the seeds of time and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak to me!"
"Worse than Faramir, yet better!" shouted the first.
"Not so happy, yet much happier!" proclaimed the second.
"Both deaths shall come of someone close," muttered the other.
Then, with a poof, the witches dissapeared, leaving Faramir and Bregon, befuddled in the fog.
==I==I==I==
Soon later, after Faramir and Bregon had regained their wits, they rode on.
"You shall be King of Gondor, by friend!"
"Do not speak such treacherous words, Bregon."he sighed, as if it pained him to do this "Long live King Elessar." Faramir did not truly believe what he was saying. The witches had plated a seed of doubt in his mind.
"Lord Faramir!" came a voice in the fog. "Lord Faramir, Lord Faramir!" it was Hirgon, the faithful messenger of the King. Hopefully he had not heard the earlier exchange, Faramir would be executed for treason!
When Hirgon was finally visible, Faramir calmed. He was out of breath and surely could not have been hiding in the bushes.
"Lord Faramir, Lor- forgive me, Maedron has just been executed for treason, he helped the Haradrim get inside information, and King Elessar has named you Steward of Gondor! What a brilliant title."
Bregon gave Faramir a knowing look.
"Alas, I cannot tarry, the King is in need of my services." And with that, Hirgon rode away into the gloom.
"What the witches said has just been proved true, Faramir. Do you not believe you could become King of Gondor?"
He recieved no respose. They soon parted ways; Faramir to Osgiliath and Bregon to Minas Tirith.
"Farewell, my friend, until our next meeting."
==I==I==I==
As soon as Faramir returned to his abode in Osgiliath, he told his wife of what had happened. She listened with rapt attention. Eowyn, slayer of the mighty Witch King had hatched a plan while Faramir was gone. She was still bitter that Aragorn had chosen Arwen over her.
She should ghave been Queen of Gondor.
She should be the one sitting beside Aragorn.
Suprisingly, she wasn't mad at Arwen. It was Aragorn who had clung onto Arwen's rejection. Arwen was going to the Undying Lands. Arwen had told him to move on. But Aragorn clung onto that like a drowning man.
She had invited Aragorn and Arwen to stay at their house (Along with the Lord of the Glittering Caves, Gimli and Legolas, the youthful elf. It would be a reunion of sorts.) She would lull them into a false sense of security. She would convince Faramir to kill Aragorn and Arwen, then she'd kill Faramir, ofcourse only after he was officially Steward so she could inheirit the title, and then she would rule Gondor. There were a few kinks she had to smooth out but otherwise the plan was fool proof.
"Faramir, would you come here please," her voice was honeyed. "I'd like to tell you something."
Faramir came and Eowyn whispered something in his ear. "To become King of Gondor you must first kill the King and his wife."
After and hour of persuading Faramir had agreed. Eowyn had him wrapped around her finger.
"You will take the guard's daggers. They will be asleep becuase I will slip something into their drinks. Then you use the daggers to kill our guests, quietly and quickly. you then give the guards back their daggers and dissapear." She continued "The next day you shall kill the guards before they can proclaim their innocence and slip them these Haradic bracelets that show their alliance to the Haradrim King."
Eowyn heard the fanfares before she saw the royalty coming. She gave Faramir a look, that told him to keep everything that had transpired between them a secret and left, plastering a smile on her face.
Faramir felt sick.
==I==I==I==
Usally Arwen and Aragorn would have ridden to Osgiliath, but due to Arwen's current condition, they both took the royal carrige.
Arwen was pregnant, she had been wearing very lofty gowns in the last few months and spent her time in a secret garden or in her chambers. By some miracle nobody knew about the baby. And Arwen's dearest friend Eowyn would be the fisrt one to find out. She wanted Eowyn to be the god mother and wanted her to help with the naming. Eldarion was what she had in mind but she wanted Eowyn's opinion on it. She couldn't wait to surprise her!