Arin Elen (Morning Star)
Chapter three:
It Was Never Meant To Be
Eowyn sat up in bed and looked out the window. The sky was gray but no sun was yet visible. She stood and stretched, blinking back sleep, and walked to her neatly folded pile of clothing she had brought to Helm's Deep. She grabbed a two-piece outfit. It consisted of a white dress and a brown leather over-top like over piece. She walked to her mirror and looked at her long blonde hair. She actually detested her hair, but couldn't find it in her heart to cut it, so she simply brushed it and twisted two pieces back out of her face and tied them with a white ribbon.
She smiled at herself in the mirror. Despite the fact that she had very little figure she thought herself to be pretty. Or at least she knew she wasn't ugly. She smoothed her dress and she walked towards the steps and tugged on her sleeves. The sleeves of this dress fell nearly to the ground, as was the same with most of her dresses. For some reason, she was always supposed to act very feminine and princess-like. She was a shield maiden of Rohan, yet also the White Lady, and she hated it.
What Eowyn really wanted to do was grab her horse and sword and ride off into the north, to who knows where. She only wanted to get away, but since she was the only lady in the castle at Edoras, she had to stay.
Aragorn hadn't taken the hint when she told him her only fear. But then, no one else she ever told had figured it out either. Theoden had basically told her she could go, but she had to wait and get back to Edoras before she could do anything. She had waited 25 long years, she could wait a while longer.
As she walked down the steps she looked around at the people lying on thin blankets on the ground all around her. She knew Rohan people didn't have much in the way of clothing or even cloth to make blankets, but she didn't think it very fair that she got so much more. If she told this to anyone, they would think she was crazy and tell her to lie down. She sighed and walked down to a large hall where about ten people were up sitting around a table, eating the first small meal of the day.
Eowyn sat down away from everyone else and while she waited for food she let her mind wander off.
She didn't know how long she had been sitting there thinking about Aragorn when a woman with sandy brown hair that fell to her shoulders and chocolate brown eyes walked over and placed a plate in front of her. Eowyn was jerked out of her thoughts and she nodded slightly to the woman, who bowed and left.
Her plate had a hard boiled egg and toasted bread with a small glass of milk next to it. She looked around at everyone else sitting at the table; their meal consisted of a small piece of cheese and toasted bread with a glass of not so clean water. She sighed as she ate her bread and drank her milk and then gave her egg to a woman with three children who walked in. The woman took it and bowed their thanks. Eowyn left the hall shaking her head.
The sun was now beginning to rise and people were finally beginning to rise with it although some would sleep until the sun was high in the sky and Eowyn knew this. She personally loved to watch the sunrise every morning, and run out and sit on her favorite rock in the gardens of Edoras. She watched the sun set from her balcony outside her room.
She ran up the steps and again stood on the Helm's Horn lookout place. She stood there and watched the sunrise. The wind would change directions every few moments, and her dress and hair would fly in a different place. She didn't cry this time. She didn't even think. She let her mind clear and focus purely on the sun rising slowly out of the horizon.
After standing there for an hour after the sun was completely visible in the sky, she didn't know why she couldn't leave. Her whole body seemed to be waiting for something. She looked out into the distance, and finally saw what she was waiting for.
A dot in the distance all alone drew near to the fortress. Eowyn's heart skipped a beat as she leaned over the ledge a bit to see it better. After about twenty more minutes she saw it was a single horse carrying something or someone. Its destination was clearly Helm's Deep. She smiled, something told her this was what she had been waiting for, and she ran down the steps.
*****
Aragorn whispered and elvish thank you to the horse as he paused at the top of a hill overlooking Helm's Deep. He sighed in relief and urged the horse forward. He knew he had to get to King Theoden as soon as he stepped inside the door; the Uruk-Hai would be there by nightfall.
As he neared the fortress he thought he saw a something glint off of the top tower. He looked up and saw someone with shiny golden hair in a white dress standing at the top. He smiled. She hadn't lost hope that he would come back. He stared at her, shining in the morning sun while he rode faster. The figure of Eowyn disappeared down into the fortress and out of sight.
Ten minutes later he rode into the castle on his horse and heard a hundred gasps of, "He's alive!" as he jumped off of his horse. Gimli stepped through the crowd.
"Where is he? I'm gonna kill him!" He looked at Aragorn. "You," he said with a smile "are the most reckless. Luckiest man I have ever known!" He ran over and gave Aragorn a hug around he middle. Aragorn smiled.
"Where is." Aragorn started. Gimli pointed up, still wearing a broad smile. Aragorn nodded and ran up the steps towards the king's chambers, but was stopped by someone standing in front of him.
"You're late." Legolas Greenleaf said with a smile. He studied Aragorn briefly then said, "You look terrible!" Aragorn gave him a serious look and then broke into a laugh as the two friends share a brotherly hug.
Legolas opened up his hand and held out something for him. Aragorn took the shining Evenstar from his hand and squeezed it, feeling the hole inside of him close up for the first time in days. He closed his eyes and saw a perfect picture of Arwen, walking with a hood over her face and walking through the woods with other elves. He opened his eyes and clasped it around his neck, glad to have it back. He looked up at Legolas.
"Hannen" He said. Legolas smiled and clapped a hand on his shoulder.
Legolas was suddenly aware of Eowyn standing nearby, looking at Aragorn with a smile and tears in her eyes. She stood back and seemed to glance now at his Evenstar. Her was face full of relief and resolve, but her heart shown in her face. He hated to think it, but she looked beautiful when she was sad. He told himself that she was only a mortal as she bowed her head and ran away. *****
Eowyn stared at the one thing holding Aragorn away from her. He wasn't even acknowledging her presence and probably didn't even care if she existed. She bowed her head. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. She turned and ran to her chambers, unaware of the light feet following her.
As she collapsed on her window seat, looking out at the mountainside, she continued the chant in her head. I will not cry I will not cry.
A had lightly gripped her shoulder and she jumped and turned around. Legolas stood there, blue eyes full of compassion. She looked up at him puzzlingly as he sat down next to her.
"How can you be sad when Aragorn lives?" Legolas asked.
"I think you know why master elf." Eowyn said after a pause.
"He needs time Eowyn."
"I do not intend to wait forever Legolas!" She burst out suddenly. An uncomfortable pause stretched for a moment where Legolas sat staring at Eowyn in confusion while she glared in anger at him, her eyes boring in to his.
"I am here if you need to cry on someone. Anything that is said or done here is said or done in secrecy." Eowyn stood up and walked a few paces.
"I will not cry. it shows weakness. Grieving for a lost loved one is one thing, crying because of something that never has and never will exist is different."
Legolas stood up and walked to her. She turned, tears rolling down her face as he gathered her tightly to him. He led her over to the silky bed and sat there with her as she broke down in his arms.
"You are lucky to be able to express your pain this way." He stroked her hair as she trembled in his arms. "I have never cried before." He whispered.
Eowyn stopped crying for a moment and looked up into Legolas's face. "You have never once shed a tear in your life?"
"Not once." She looked up into his eyes and leaned against his chest again, facing the window.
"That would be terrible."
"That's not the worst part. The worst part is I have tried. My eyes still remain dry as the sun."
Eowyn sat up and looked him eye to eye. He smiled slightly and reached up a hand to her cheek, brushing her tears away, and then cupping her face in his hand. She closed her eyes and leaned into the soft hand of the wood elf. The two sat like that for a long while before Legolas moved forward and lightly kissed her forehead.
She opened her eyes wide and thought of Aragorn.
Aragorn doesn't love you.
She shook her head and his lips parted from her forehead. He removed his hand from her cheek. She shook her head again.
"No"
She stood and walked away calling, "Thank you for comforting me Master elf. It was much appreciated." She disappeared around a corner and Legolas looked down.
He knew he was a fool. He was just protecting her. for her own good. He should never have bothered following her.
Some things are never meant to be.
He didn't know why he liked her this way. She was going to end up with Aragorn. Anyone with eyes could see that! He lifted his eyes to the ceiling, humming an elvish tune about the maiden Luthien, who fell in love with a mortal, and died from a broken heart. *****
Okay that was slightly shorter than the other two, but hey I have to try and finish these as quickly as possible.
Thank you to the people who reviewed chapter two so far.
Jellylady: eighth grade. well lets just say I am 13. I love my writing because it's really the only thing that is mature about me, or so a lot of people say. Thanks also to Mistress Kioko and Elbereth94, reviews help me so much (even if I don't get too many)! This story is hard because it gets better. but I have to get through all the slightly boring and old stuff to get to it. There will be a great twist in the next chapter that I really hope you all like, mwahahaha you'll just have to wait and suffer! I will try to write it and get it up as soon as I can thanks!
Another thing, I don't plan on taking this through RotK. I plan on ending it somewhere and skipping RotK to make a sequel. It would be too boring and hectic to get through RotK. no fun.
Eowyn sat up in bed and looked out the window. The sky was gray but no sun was yet visible. She stood and stretched, blinking back sleep, and walked to her neatly folded pile of clothing she had brought to Helm's Deep. She grabbed a two-piece outfit. It consisted of a white dress and a brown leather over-top like over piece. She walked to her mirror and looked at her long blonde hair. She actually detested her hair, but couldn't find it in her heart to cut it, so she simply brushed it and twisted two pieces back out of her face and tied them with a white ribbon.
She smiled at herself in the mirror. Despite the fact that she had very little figure she thought herself to be pretty. Or at least she knew she wasn't ugly. She smoothed her dress and she walked towards the steps and tugged on her sleeves. The sleeves of this dress fell nearly to the ground, as was the same with most of her dresses. For some reason, she was always supposed to act very feminine and princess-like. She was a shield maiden of Rohan, yet also the White Lady, and she hated it.
What Eowyn really wanted to do was grab her horse and sword and ride off into the north, to who knows where. She only wanted to get away, but since she was the only lady in the castle at Edoras, she had to stay.
Aragorn hadn't taken the hint when she told him her only fear. But then, no one else she ever told had figured it out either. Theoden had basically told her she could go, but she had to wait and get back to Edoras before she could do anything. She had waited 25 long years, she could wait a while longer.
As she walked down the steps she looked around at the people lying on thin blankets on the ground all around her. She knew Rohan people didn't have much in the way of clothing or even cloth to make blankets, but she didn't think it very fair that she got so much more. If she told this to anyone, they would think she was crazy and tell her to lie down. She sighed and walked down to a large hall where about ten people were up sitting around a table, eating the first small meal of the day.
Eowyn sat down away from everyone else and while she waited for food she let her mind wander off.
She didn't know how long she had been sitting there thinking about Aragorn when a woman with sandy brown hair that fell to her shoulders and chocolate brown eyes walked over and placed a plate in front of her. Eowyn was jerked out of her thoughts and she nodded slightly to the woman, who bowed and left.
Her plate had a hard boiled egg and toasted bread with a small glass of milk next to it. She looked around at everyone else sitting at the table; their meal consisted of a small piece of cheese and toasted bread with a glass of not so clean water. She sighed as she ate her bread and drank her milk and then gave her egg to a woman with three children who walked in. The woman took it and bowed their thanks. Eowyn left the hall shaking her head.
The sun was now beginning to rise and people were finally beginning to rise with it although some would sleep until the sun was high in the sky and Eowyn knew this. She personally loved to watch the sunrise every morning, and run out and sit on her favorite rock in the gardens of Edoras. She watched the sun set from her balcony outside her room.
She ran up the steps and again stood on the Helm's Horn lookout place. She stood there and watched the sunrise. The wind would change directions every few moments, and her dress and hair would fly in a different place. She didn't cry this time. She didn't even think. She let her mind clear and focus purely on the sun rising slowly out of the horizon.
After standing there for an hour after the sun was completely visible in the sky, she didn't know why she couldn't leave. Her whole body seemed to be waiting for something. She looked out into the distance, and finally saw what she was waiting for.
A dot in the distance all alone drew near to the fortress. Eowyn's heart skipped a beat as she leaned over the ledge a bit to see it better. After about twenty more minutes she saw it was a single horse carrying something or someone. Its destination was clearly Helm's Deep. She smiled, something told her this was what she had been waiting for, and she ran down the steps.
*****
Aragorn whispered and elvish thank you to the horse as he paused at the top of a hill overlooking Helm's Deep. He sighed in relief and urged the horse forward. He knew he had to get to King Theoden as soon as he stepped inside the door; the Uruk-Hai would be there by nightfall.
As he neared the fortress he thought he saw a something glint off of the top tower. He looked up and saw someone with shiny golden hair in a white dress standing at the top. He smiled. She hadn't lost hope that he would come back. He stared at her, shining in the morning sun while he rode faster. The figure of Eowyn disappeared down into the fortress and out of sight.
Ten minutes later he rode into the castle on his horse and heard a hundred gasps of, "He's alive!" as he jumped off of his horse. Gimli stepped through the crowd.
"Where is he? I'm gonna kill him!" He looked at Aragorn. "You," he said with a smile "are the most reckless. Luckiest man I have ever known!" He ran over and gave Aragorn a hug around he middle. Aragorn smiled.
"Where is." Aragorn started. Gimli pointed up, still wearing a broad smile. Aragorn nodded and ran up the steps towards the king's chambers, but was stopped by someone standing in front of him.
"You're late." Legolas Greenleaf said with a smile. He studied Aragorn briefly then said, "You look terrible!" Aragorn gave him a serious look and then broke into a laugh as the two friends share a brotherly hug.
Legolas opened up his hand and held out something for him. Aragorn took the shining Evenstar from his hand and squeezed it, feeling the hole inside of him close up for the first time in days. He closed his eyes and saw a perfect picture of Arwen, walking with a hood over her face and walking through the woods with other elves. He opened his eyes and clasped it around his neck, glad to have it back. He looked up at Legolas.
"Hannen" He said. Legolas smiled and clapped a hand on his shoulder.
Legolas was suddenly aware of Eowyn standing nearby, looking at Aragorn with a smile and tears in her eyes. She stood back and seemed to glance now at his Evenstar. Her was face full of relief and resolve, but her heart shown in her face. He hated to think it, but she looked beautiful when she was sad. He told himself that she was only a mortal as she bowed her head and ran away. *****
Eowyn stared at the one thing holding Aragorn away from her. He wasn't even acknowledging her presence and probably didn't even care if she existed. She bowed her head. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. She turned and ran to her chambers, unaware of the light feet following her.
As she collapsed on her window seat, looking out at the mountainside, she continued the chant in her head. I will not cry I will not cry.
A had lightly gripped her shoulder and she jumped and turned around. Legolas stood there, blue eyes full of compassion. She looked up at him puzzlingly as he sat down next to her.
"How can you be sad when Aragorn lives?" Legolas asked.
"I think you know why master elf." Eowyn said after a pause.
"He needs time Eowyn."
"I do not intend to wait forever Legolas!" She burst out suddenly. An uncomfortable pause stretched for a moment where Legolas sat staring at Eowyn in confusion while she glared in anger at him, her eyes boring in to his.
"I am here if you need to cry on someone. Anything that is said or done here is said or done in secrecy." Eowyn stood up and walked a few paces.
"I will not cry. it shows weakness. Grieving for a lost loved one is one thing, crying because of something that never has and never will exist is different."
Legolas stood up and walked to her. She turned, tears rolling down her face as he gathered her tightly to him. He led her over to the silky bed and sat there with her as she broke down in his arms.
"You are lucky to be able to express your pain this way." He stroked her hair as she trembled in his arms. "I have never cried before." He whispered.
Eowyn stopped crying for a moment and looked up into Legolas's face. "You have never once shed a tear in your life?"
"Not once." She looked up into his eyes and leaned against his chest again, facing the window.
"That would be terrible."
"That's not the worst part. The worst part is I have tried. My eyes still remain dry as the sun."
Eowyn sat up and looked him eye to eye. He smiled slightly and reached up a hand to her cheek, brushing her tears away, and then cupping her face in his hand. She closed her eyes and leaned into the soft hand of the wood elf. The two sat like that for a long while before Legolas moved forward and lightly kissed her forehead.
She opened her eyes wide and thought of Aragorn.
Aragorn doesn't love you.
She shook her head and his lips parted from her forehead. He removed his hand from her cheek. She shook her head again.
"No"
She stood and walked away calling, "Thank you for comforting me Master elf. It was much appreciated." She disappeared around a corner and Legolas looked down.
He knew he was a fool. He was just protecting her. for her own good. He should never have bothered following her.
Some things are never meant to be.
He didn't know why he liked her this way. She was going to end up with Aragorn. Anyone with eyes could see that! He lifted his eyes to the ceiling, humming an elvish tune about the maiden Luthien, who fell in love with a mortal, and died from a broken heart. *****
Okay that was slightly shorter than the other two, but hey I have to try and finish these as quickly as possible.
Thank you to the people who reviewed chapter two so far.
Jellylady: eighth grade. well lets just say I am 13. I love my writing because it's really the only thing that is mature about me, or so a lot of people say. Thanks also to Mistress Kioko and Elbereth94, reviews help me so much (even if I don't get too many)! This story is hard because it gets better. but I have to get through all the slightly boring and old stuff to get to it. There will be a great twist in the next chapter that I really hope you all like, mwahahaha you'll just have to wait and suffer! I will try to write it and get it up as soon as I can thanks!
Another thing, I don't plan on taking this through RotK. I plan on ending it somewhere and skipping RotK to make a sequel. It would be too boring and hectic to get through RotK. no fun.