chapter six - council
All around the square table the Rohan's either stood or sat. some stayed away from the Eyrien's who had now entered the room followed by Gandalf, Aragorn and Eomer. Lucien noticed that Legolas stood not far from her, his eyes on her. She looked around the room and wondered where the other half elf was. Nightsword.
"we are here at your bidding my lady". Eomer stated, starting the council.
"I went to see the Lady Galadriel, of the Elves - ". She began. Her eyes wandered around the room alighting on each mortal and immortal. "she is sending her army to us at dawn to help us fight the orcs that are coming this way".
"do you believe that the Rohirrim cannot do this on their own?" a soldier asked. "no I do not, that is why we are here, the reason for this council is that we The Eyriens are advising you that we leave at dawn". Lucien told them all.
"I was not told of this". Eomer said, anger tinting his words. She laid her eyes on him.
"that is because it is the Eyriens that are leaving at dawn, we fight the orcs alone with the elves, the Rohirrim will stay behind and protect the city and its villages". Lucien answered. "are you mad?" one called out.
"are you saying that we are cowards my lady?" Eomer asked. Lucien sighed. "nay, far from it, you are valiant in all that you do, -". She was cut off by Gandalf. "tell them the truth Lucien". He advised her.
"they will not believe old man". She answered.
"believe what my lady?" Eomer asked. She looked back at the man she now loved. "it is an age old bond, the Eyrien's and the Rohirrim are one, if one mortal dies of rohan then a eyrien dies as well". She stated. Confusion broke out.
"do you expect us to believe that?" a woman shouted. "cut him and see". She said.
"cut who?" the woman asked confused.
"cut your lord Eomer on the hand, deep so that he bleeds, and you will see what happens". She looked at Eomer, who held out his left hand to the woman and gave to her his own knife to do as bid. "I am sorry my lord". The woman mumbled and then cut him, Eomer squinted at the brief pain. His hand bled free, red blood on the floor. Then gasps filled the room as Lucien opened her own left hand and sure enough there was a knife wound also on her hand, and it bled. "if one Rohirrim is killed or wounded, an Eyrien would feel it, we go alone not to call you cowards but to save you, so that you may live and grow old in your lands, our time is ending here, this is the least we can do, for someone that will hold our lands safe forever". Lucien told them all.
"if one Eyrien dies, only that one dies, no mortal will feel it, it is a bond that they share, there is nothing we can do about it, we are your protectors, this is in us to do". She pleaded with them to understand her words. "we understand". Eomer said. "the eyrien's go to war on the morn with the elves to fight orcs that are coming to destroy our lands and people, we will stay here and fight if need be, but make no mistake my lady, if need be we will go and fight, in whatever land it is to kill and rid this land and all lands of this vermin". Eomer told her before he walked out.
Lucien looked down. Her hand now healed. "it is not your time to die Lucien, even an elf can see that". She looked up to see Legolas beside her. "I will fight with you my lady, I will not betray you". He told her softly.
"Legolas, you have never betrayed me, the sins of the mother do not carry down to the child, we are friends I think you and I".
he smiled at that. "that I would enjoy my lady". Then together they walked out and joined all other Eyrien's waiting in the field.
Lucien couldn't sleep, she had to speak to Eomer. She went to his room, he was sitting on the edge of the bed. His head down and his elbows resting on his knees. "my lord?" she whispered from the darkened doorway. He lifted his head and located her.
"you used to call me Eomer". He said. "I used to call you many things". She walked in. "Eomer, I was told to hold council, I was going to leave with out saying anything". She confessed.
"you would of left leaving us to believe you thought us cowards?" he asked incredulous. "does it matter what other races think of you?, is it not enough what you think of yourself?" she asked. He stood up and walked over to her. "I care about what you think of me and my people".
she took a step back. "Eomer, I will not allow you to die, I will not die for you!". She half yelled at him. He looked stunned.
"you would not die for me Lucien?" he asked.
"I would, but I would not die because you die, I would die from a real wound!". She answered. He sighed. This was not going how he wanted it to go. "Amin mela lle". I love you. She told him in elvish. He looked at her.
"I do not understand your tongue my lady, I am common". He told her.
"there is nothing common of you Eomer, but I would not repeat my words in your tongue, it would be my one weakness, nye mere nye -" I wish I -. She cut herself off, she was not used to this. She turned away from him. And he could see the change once more, first the warrior had walked into his room and then she became a woman and now the warrior was back. "Lucien, do not go on anger from here, I would us remain - remain friends if that is what we ever were, you did not allow us to go on to the next thing". He said softly. "I would not bind you to me Eomer, Aragorn did not do it Arwen, and I would not do it to you".
"Aragorn and Arwen are a different story, you told us back there, that each Rohirrim was tied to a Eyrien, if that is so, then why cant we be?, you leave me behind for fear that I may die, and in turn you will too". He argued.
"have you ever recalled your dream Eomer?, the one of the mists?". He opened his eyes at that. "and how would you know of that dream? For that is what it was". He asked. "no that was real, you were wounded by my city, I found you and took you to heal, I've already bonded with you Eomer, I healed you with my own energy, we are one in all ways except in physical, humans need that, eyriens don't". she finished.
"human bonding is needed by us, for those of us that believe in love, we need that bond to the one we love". He told her. He touched her face. "Lucien, you have had my heart since the day we met, will you turn me away for fear that I may die?, and what if you are struck down, and you never return to me?". "then I die without knowing, Eomer, you do not know what it is like for us to bond, it is shattering, have you not asked Aragorn?" "he said it was a pleasant experience". Eomer answered. "he would have died from it, if elen had not given more of her energy into him to survive the bonding, did you not ask Legolas?" Eomer looked confused. "why I would discuss that with an elf is beside me my lady". He said returning to her title. "Legolas fared no better than Aragorn, do you think you would survive?" Lucien asked. "try me". He opened his arms, as if sacrificing himself to her. She shook her head. "you think it a joke". She said. "nay I don't, I am willing to try, if anything I know that you will not let me die, when you would prefer to kill with a sword instead". He dared her.' She hesitated. Silence was deafening. She removed her weapons and dropped them on the floor. She removed her cloak, it pooled at her feet. "you should learn human to never dare an Eyrien". She murmured as she moved toward him. She put each of her hands on the side of his face and kissed him. Softly at first, then it slowly turned to passion, then fire. Eomer felt his lips burn but he cared not, he returned her kiss. He felt his mind drifting, floating, he felt himself float above them and he was looking down at them. But then he felt a hand lift his face up and he saw her. So iluminous, there was a wind around her, whipping her silver blonde hair softly around them, her wings shone, and she was naked. Her eyes brighter then he had ever seen them. "is this is my lady?" he asked telepathically. "this is only the beginning". She told him in the same way. She enveloped him with her wings, their bodies as one in spirit.
She pushed him back onto the bed and sat astride him. they kissed and his hand caressed her back. She tipped her body back allowing him to caress her in any way he wanted. He lifted her up slightly and entered her. She gasped at the fullness of him. It was then that he felt it, his life force draining, leaving him. he opened his eyes and gasped. "the beginning of the end, and so the end is the beginning once more my love". She whispered to him. "I will not let you die Eomer, trust me in this". "I trust you, but I am suddenly afraid". He told her, his voice strained, as if it took to much power to speak.
"you're not afraid of anything Eomer, would you be afraid of me?" she asked him. "nay I am afraid of the not knowing". He replied. He closed his eyes. "look at me Eomer, you know, deep inside you look for it, we went through something similar in the mists, remember that moment and this moment will become one with it". He closed his eyes, and sighed. She moved slightly and pleasure ran through her. She reached down and touched him. All males were sensitive there. He opened his eyes and looked into hers, his eyes glazed with passion. He kissed her neck, her face and her mouth. She lifted his face to her and he saw that her skin glowed bright and seemed to burn with an unseen force. "I remember, that dream, you saved my life". He whispered.
"from that moment we were one, which is why I must do this". She brought out a knife, god knew where she had that thing stored, perhaps conquered out of thin air. "my blood is your blood". She cut her hand and cut his as well. He felt no pain. Then they glasped hands. "we are one spirit, one body, one soul" she whispered to him before kissing him again. 'eomer, nya vandal nya hon na lye" I pledge my heart to you. She told him as she could feel her own coming, she moved on him hard and fast, sweat caked his body. His breathing became fast and shallow as his own was also nearly upon them. It came fast and without warning, the light burst from within her and radiated the room, eomer could now sense her without needing the use of his eyes or the feeling of his hands. She was now a part of him and if she died he would feel it.
Eomer caught his breath, he felt himself still up in the air, in spirit, still as one with her, in his mind he could see them just as they were now but in spirit. He felt his soul rejoin his body as he jumped awake and thought it all a dream once more had he not felt her hands on him. "it is over".
"will it always be like this?" he asked.
"always, better, without the fear my love". She answered.
"I like your endearment to me my lady". "my lady?" "you are my lady, my life, my bride". He replied.
She looked at him, they were still one. "Diola lle, lle ume ante lye nya cala". Thank you, you have given me my light. She placed a gentle kiss on his lips and made to move but he held her there. "my heart will forever belong to you Lucien, no matter what happens, no woman will ever take your place". He swore to her. She kissed him passionately and lifted her body from him, thus removing him from inside her. She laid beside him as he drew a cover over them.
"will you stay the night?" he asked.
"I will stay until dawn". She answered. "then we leave". He sighed. "there is nothing I can do to change this?" "no, it is written, we cannot disobey the laws set upon us, if we did not want to do it we would not, but each one of us has made a choice, no Eyrien has regretted his own decision". "come back to me Lucien, I will be waiting for you". She looked at him, into his green eyes, and caressed his long tresses. "I will come back". Sleep claimed them, although for Lucien she didn't sleep at all. Eyrien's hardly slept. And she felt Gandalf touch his mind to hers. He needed to counsel her. "I cannot come to you now old man" "you leave in 4 hours". He answered. "I promised to stay until dawn". "he will not know you've left, you know the spell, you will be back before dawn" she hesitated. She sat up and looked down at Eomer. He slept like a babe. "my spirit will remain, so that you do not wake, if you do, you will know within your heart that I am here beside you, sleep easy my love".
All around the square table the Rohan's either stood or sat. some stayed away from the Eyrien's who had now entered the room followed by Gandalf, Aragorn and Eomer. Lucien noticed that Legolas stood not far from her, his eyes on her. She looked around the room and wondered where the other half elf was. Nightsword.
"we are here at your bidding my lady". Eomer stated, starting the council.
"I went to see the Lady Galadriel, of the Elves - ". She began. Her eyes wandered around the room alighting on each mortal and immortal. "she is sending her army to us at dawn to help us fight the orcs that are coming this way".
"do you believe that the Rohirrim cannot do this on their own?" a soldier asked. "no I do not, that is why we are here, the reason for this council is that we The Eyriens are advising you that we leave at dawn". Lucien told them all.
"I was not told of this". Eomer said, anger tinting his words. She laid her eyes on him.
"that is because it is the Eyriens that are leaving at dawn, we fight the orcs alone with the elves, the Rohirrim will stay behind and protect the city and its villages". Lucien answered. "are you mad?" one called out.
"are you saying that we are cowards my lady?" Eomer asked. Lucien sighed. "nay, far from it, you are valiant in all that you do, -". She was cut off by Gandalf. "tell them the truth Lucien". He advised her.
"they will not believe old man". She answered.
"believe what my lady?" Eomer asked. She looked back at the man she now loved. "it is an age old bond, the Eyrien's and the Rohirrim are one, if one mortal dies of rohan then a eyrien dies as well". She stated. Confusion broke out.
"do you expect us to believe that?" a woman shouted. "cut him and see". She said.
"cut who?" the woman asked confused.
"cut your lord Eomer on the hand, deep so that he bleeds, and you will see what happens". She looked at Eomer, who held out his left hand to the woman and gave to her his own knife to do as bid. "I am sorry my lord". The woman mumbled and then cut him, Eomer squinted at the brief pain. His hand bled free, red blood on the floor. Then gasps filled the room as Lucien opened her own left hand and sure enough there was a knife wound also on her hand, and it bled. "if one Rohirrim is killed or wounded, an Eyrien would feel it, we go alone not to call you cowards but to save you, so that you may live and grow old in your lands, our time is ending here, this is the least we can do, for someone that will hold our lands safe forever". Lucien told them all.
"if one Eyrien dies, only that one dies, no mortal will feel it, it is a bond that they share, there is nothing we can do about it, we are your protectors, this is in us to do". She pleaded with them to understand her words. "we understand". Eomer said. "the eyrien's go to war on the morn with the elves to fight orcs that are coming to destroy our lands and people, we will stay here and fight if need be, but make no mistake my lady, if need be we will go and fight, in whatever land it is to kill and rid this land and all lands of this vermin". Eomer told her before he walked out.
Lucien looked down. Her hand now healed. "it is not your time to die Lucien, even an elf can see that". She looked up to see Legolas beside her. "I will fight with you my lady, I will not betray you". He told her softly.
"Legolas, you have never betrayed me, the sins of the mother do not carry down to the child, we are friends I think you and I".
he smiled at that. "that I would enjoy my lady". Then together they walked out and joined all other Eyrien's waiting in the field.
Lucien couldn't sleep, she had to speak to Eomer. She went to his room, he was sitting on the edge of the bed. His head down and his elbows resting on his knees. "my lord?" she whispered from the darkened doorway. He lifted his head and located her.
"you used to call me Eomer". He said. "I used to call you many things". She walked in. "Eomer, I was told to hold council, I was going to leave with out saying anything". She confessed.
"you would of left leaving us to believe you thought us cowards?" he asked incredulous. "does it matter what other races think of you?, is it not enough what you think of yourself?" she asked. He stood up and walked over to her. "I care about what you think of me and my people".
she took a step back. "Eomer, I will not allow you to die, I will not die for you!". She half yelled at him. He looked stunned.
"you would not die for me Lucien?" he asked.
"I would, but I would not die because you die, I would die from a real wound!". She answered. He sighed. This was not going how he wanted it to go. "Amin mela lle". I love you. She told him in elvish. He looked at her.
"I do not understand your tongue my lady, I am common". He told her.
"there is nothing common of you Eomer, but I would not repeat my words in your tongue, it would be my one weakness, nye mere nye -" I wish I -. She cut herself off, she was not used to this. She turned away from him. And he could see the change once more, first the warrior had walked into his room and then she became a woman and now the warrior was back. "Lucien, do not go on anger from here, I would us remain - remain friends if that is what we ever were, you did not allow us to go on to the next thing". He said softly. "I would not bind you to me Eomer, Aragorn did not do it Arwen, and I would not do it to you".
"Aragorn and Arwen are a different story, you told us back there, that each Rohirrim was tied to a Eyrien, if that is so, then why cant we be?, you leave me behind for fear that I may die, and in turn you will too". He argued.
"have you ever recalled your dream Eomer?, the one of the mists?". He opened his eyes at that. "and how would you know of that dream? For that is what it was". He asked. "no that was real, you were wounded by my city, I found you and took you to heal, I've already bonded with you Eomer, I healed you with my own energy, we are one in all ways except in physical, humans need that, eyriens don't". she finished.
"human bonding is needed by us, for those of us that believe in love, we need that bond to the one we love". He told her. He touched her face. "Lucien, you have had my heart since the day we met, will you turn me away for fear that I may die?, and what if you are struck down, and you never return to me?". "then I die without knowing, Eomer, you do not know what it is like for us to bond, it is shattering, have you not asked Aragorn?" "he said it was a pleasant experience". Eomer answered. "he would have died from it, if elen had not given more of her energy into him to survive the bonding, did you not ask Legolas?" Eomer looked confused. "why I would discuss that with an elf is beside me my lady". He said returning to her title. "Legolas fared no better than Aragorn, do you think you would survive?" Lucien asked. "try me". He opened his arms, as if sacrificing himself to her. She shook her head. "you think it a joke". She said. "nay I don't, I am willing to try, if anything I know that you will not let me die, when you would prefer to kill with a sword instead". He dared her.' She hesitated. Silence was deafening. She removed her weapons and dropped them on the floor. She removed her cloak, it pooled at her feet. "you should learn human to never dare an Eyrien". She murmured as she moved toward him. She put each of her hands on the side of his face and kissed him. Softly at first, then it slowly turned to passion, then fire. Eomer felt his lips burn but he cared not, he returned her kiss. He felt his mind drifting, floating, he felt himself float above them and he was looking down at them. But then he felt a hand lift his face up and he saw her. So iluminous, there was a wind around her, whipping her silver blonde hair softly around them, her wings shone, and she was naked. Her eyes brighter then he had ever seen them. "is this is my lady?" he asked telepathically. "this is only the beginning". She told him in the same way. She enveloped him with her wings, their bodies as one in spirit.
She pushed him back onto the bed and sat astride him. they kissed and his hand caressed her back. She tipped her body back allowing him to caress her in any way he wanted. He lifted her up slightly and entered her. She gasped at the fullness of him. It was then that he felt it, his life force draining, leaving him. he opened his eyes and gasped. "the beginning of the end, and so the end is the beginning once more my love". She whispered to him. "I will not let you die Eomer, trust me in this". "I trust you, but I am suddenly afraid". He told her, his voice strained, as if it took to much power to speak.
"you're not afraid of anything Eomer, would you be afraid of me?" she asked him. "nay I am afraid of the not knowing". He replied. He closed his eyes. "look at me Eomer, you know, deep inside you look for it, we went through something similar in the mists, remember that moment and this moment will become one with it". He closed his eyes, and sighed. She moved slightly and pleasure ran through her. She reached down and touched him. All males were sensitive there. He opened his eyes and looked into hers, his eyes glazed with passion. He kissed her neck, her face and her mouth. She lifted his face to her and he saw that her skin glowed bright and seemed to burn with an unseen force. "I remember, that dream, you saved my life". He whispered.
"from that moment we were one, which is why I must do this". She brought out a knife, god knew where she had that thing stored, perhaps conquered out of thin air. "my blood is your blood". She cut her hand and cut his as well. He felt no pain. Then they glasped hands. "we are one spirit, one body, one soul" she whispered to him before kissing him again. 'eomer, nya vandal nya hon na lye" I pledge my heart to you. She told him as she could feel her own coming, she moved on him hard and fast, sweat caked his body. His breathing became fast and shallow as his own was also nearly upon them. It came fast and without warning, the light burst from within her and radiated the room, eomer could now sense her without needing the use of his eyes or the feeling of his hands. She was now a part of him and if she died he would feel it.
Eomer caught his breath, he felt himself still up in the air, in spirit, still as one with her, in his mind he could see them just as they were now but in spirit. He felt his soul rejoin his body as he jumped awake and thought it all a dream once more had he not felt her hands on him. "it is over".
"will it always be like this?" he asked.
"always, better, without the fear my love". She answered.
"I like your endearment to me my lady". "my lady?" "you are my lady, my life, my bride". He replied.
She looked at him, they were still one. "Diola lle, lle ume ante lye nya cala". Thank you, you have given me my light. She placed a gentle kiss on his lips and made to move but he held her there. "my heart will forever belong to you Lucien, no matter what happens, no woman will ever take your place". He swore to her. She kissed him passionately and lifted her body from him, thus removing him from inside her. She laid beside him as he drew a cover over them.
"will you stay the night?" he asked.
"I will stay until dawn". She answered. "then we leave". He sighed. "there is nothing I can do to change this?" "no, it is written, we cannot disobey the laws set upon us, if we did not want to do it we would not, but each one of us has made a choice, no Eyrien has regretted his own decision". "come back to me Lucien, I will be waiting for you". She looked at him, into his green eyes, and caressed his long tresses. "I will come back". Sleep claimed them, although for Lucien she didn't sleep at all. Eyrien's hardly slept. And she felt Gandalf touch his mind to hers. He needed to counsel her. "I cannot come to you now old man" "you leave in 4 hours". He answered. "I promised to stay until dawn". "he will not know you've left, you know the spell, you will be back before dawn" she hesitated. She sat up and looked down at Eomer. He slept like a babe. "my spirit will remain, so that you do not wake, if you do, you will know within your heart that I am here beside you, sleep easy my love".