Chapter Eleven
The sun streamed into the room, shining in Lothiriel's eyes and warming her face. She sighed, her eyes opening slowly. "What happened? Where am I?" She asked the figure setting at her beside.
It was her father, Imrahil smiled down at his daughter, thankful she was awake. "You're home Lothiriel. The Corsairs are gone, you are safe." He assured her.
She pulled herself into a sitting position, letting her eyes adjust. She then threw her arms around her father. "You're home Father!" She cried.
Imrahil hugged his daughter, gently so he would not upset her wounds. "Of course Lothiriel! Had I known of the troubles I would have been home sooner and not lingered so long in Edoras."
She smiled, "I know. King Eomer is good company, I do not blame you for staying there so long."
Imrahil gave his daughter an amused look. "Yes, he is, and he seems quite taken with you, Lothiriel. Eomer has hardly left your side for the past week."
Lothiriel blushed slightly, but gave her father a shocked look. "Week? Did I sleep that long?" She asked.
He nodded, "We were afraid you would not wake, but Erchirion and Eomer seemed certain you would." He smiled. "We have prepared a celebration for tomorrow night, I am glad you are awake to take part in it. The whole city will feast, for we have much to celebrate."
Lothiriel was about to reply when her brothers rushed into the room.
Amrothos looked to their father, "Someone said Lothiriel is-" He then looked and saw his sister sitting up in bed smiling. She looked much better, she had regained much of her coloring, and her bruises seemed to be lighter, and less noticeable, and she was smiling. "Lothiriel!" He rushed to her side, hugging her quickly, then stepping aside so Elphir and Erchirion could hug her as well.
"We were so worried, Lothiriel." Elphir said.
"You gave us quite a scare, little sister." Erchirion said with a grin.
Lothiriel smiled, "Well, you know me." She said, laughing. "I always- " Her sentence was cut short as her eyes fell on the man standing in the doorway. "Eomer!"
"Lothiriel!" The young King rushed across the room and embraced her. He was so glad to see her awake and laughing he had been content to simply watch the reunion, until she had called to him. He then needed to hold her, as if to make sure she was really there.
"Father." Erchirion said, scowling over display of affection.
Imrahil held back a smile, and cleared his throat. It was no secret that Imrahil was rather fond of Eomer, but his display was improper.
Eomer looked at the Prince and his sons, as if surprised they were there, and then stepped back from the bed, a sheepish smile on his face. "I am glad you are feeling better, my Lady." He said politely.
Lothiriel grinned, her face turning red with a blush as she avoided her family's eyes, "Thank you, your Highness."
Imrahil noted the looks exchanged between the two with great interest. He also noticed with some amusement the look Erchirion was giving Eomer. He had hoped that their experience on the battlefield might have put an end to any bitterness between the two, but clearly he was wrong.
After a bit more small talk, Lothiriel was looking much better, she was laughing at her brothers and Eomer's jokes and when teased, she teased back. She was the same old Lothiriel. It was good to know that nothing could change that. Finally, it was time for the evening meal. Lothiriel wanted to join them at the table, but Imrahil insisted she stay in her room, assuring her she needed her rest for tomorrow's celebration. She finally agreed only after arguing with everyone in the room, including Eomer. They all turned to leave the Lady of Dol Amroth alone, when Eomer stopped in the doorway.
"Are we still going to have our walk, my Lady?" He asked.
Lothiriel grinned, "I look forward to it! In fact, I would love a walk now." She looked at her Father. "If that is acceptable?"
Erchirion opened his mouth to protest but was stopped by his father, who put a hand over his mouth. "That would be good for you daughter. If King Eomer does not mind accompanying you."
Eomer grinned, "I would be delighted. I will come for you after we eat."
Lothiriel smiled widely, her grey eyes sparkling, "I will be ready."
And so Lothiriel and Eomer walked about the city that night. They talked of many things, and of nothing at all. Lothiriel loved the way his eyes seemed to shine with a distant light when he spoke of Rohan. The way he spoke made her long to see it for herself. Eomer loved the way she never seemed to miss a beat, she seemed genuinely interested in the things he said, unlike so many well-breed women he had spoken with briefly in Minas Tirith, who seemed more interested in his crown than him. Lothiriel was different, anyone could see that with ease. And he loved the way her laugh seemed to light up her eyes, and she was quick to laugh. Even at his silly jokes.
They watched the sunset together that evening, standing on her balcony over looking the sea. However, Eomer was not watching the sun or the sea, he was watching Lothiriel, as she leaned against him, resting in his arms.
She sighed softly, staring off into the distance. "Eomer, how can people be so cruel?" She asked, her voice gentle and soft, thinking of her time with the Corsairs.
Eomer pondered her question for a moment, tightening his arms around her, as if to keep her safe from an invisible foe, and kissing the top of her head, "I do not know, Lothiriel." He admitted.
"And what do you know?" Lothiriel asked with a small smile.
He chuckled, "I do know that I would never hurt you, nor allow anyone to harm you." He turned serious, turning her to face him so he could look in her eyes. "Lothiriel." His eyes met her lovely grey eyes, "it was killing me to see that Corsair hurting you, the way he looked at you." He shuddered. "If we had not gotten you back, I would have not lived long without you safe."
Lothiriel took a deep breath, leaning against him, her head resting on his chest, her heart pounding in her ears. "Eomer..."
He smiled, "I am sorry my Lady, my words got ahead of me." He released her, stepping back. "And you need your rest." He bowed stiffly, "Until tomorrow Lothiriel."
She smiled faintly, "Until tomorrow." She replied, watching him leave. When he was gone she sighed once again, looking out at the sea. His words moved her and she loved him. Everyday she felt her love for him deepen, and she feared that. What would she do when he left? What would she do if he asked her to return with him to Rohan? She would be lying if she did not admit she longed to see the field of Rohan, but she would have to leave Dol Amroth. This city was her home. How could she just leave? Lothiriel sighed, she did not know what she would do in the future, but she did know one thing. She was in love with a man of the Rohirrim, and she was quite pleased with that love.
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A/N- Oh boy! Next section they get to have some fun! It is a party! Hehe! Anyway, sorry not much happened in this section. I had to show that she got better before they partied! Anyway, you know what I'm going to beg for now if you've been reading these little notes. Please review! PLEEEEAASE???? With sugar on top???
Everyone who thinks Eomer needs a section: Dude! I just noticed that Smeagol AND Gollum each have a section! While that is really funny, it just makes me think Eomer needs one even more! Eomer rally!!! Hehe! We should campaign! I'll design a bumper sticker! Hehe! You guys hand out flyers! Haha, yes, I am insane. And yes, I probably need a life. But at least I'm an insane person with a cause!
Glewen: Thank you so much for wishing me luck this semester! It did better on a test than I thought so your luck must have worked :-) It's so nice to see that other people have read the appendices and appreciate my obsessive hunt for details on Lothiriel and her family! Anyway, thanks for the nice review and the luck that saved my GPA!
Claire: Thanks for the kind words :-) Don't worry, I've got a bit more to go on this story, actually several more chapters, and I haven't even finished writing yet :-) And also Eomer and Lothiriel have taken over my computer at the moment and so I was thinking of writing some more about their life together in Edoras. Haha, if I ever get far enough to a point where I know I'm going to finish I'll post them! Just keep in mind I am currently taking a ton of classes about little kids, so they kind of overload on the cute factor! But sometimes cute is fun, don't you think?
The sun streamed into the room, shining in Lothiriel's eyes and warming her face. She sighed, her eyes opening slowly. "What happened? Where am I?" She asked the figure setting at her beside.
It was her father, Imrahil smiled down at his daughter, thankful she was awake. "You're home Lothiriel. The Corsairs are gone, you are safe." He assured her.
She pulled herself into a sitting position, letting her eyes adjust. She then threw her arms around her father. "You're home Father!" She cried.
Imrahil hugged his daughter, gently so he would not upset her wounds. "Of course Lothiriel! Had I known of the troubles I would have been home sooner and not lingered so long in Edoras."
She smiled, "I know. King Eomer is good company, I do not blame you for staying there so long."
Imrahil gave his daughter an amused look. "Yes, he is, and he seems quite taken with you, Lothiriel. Eomer has hardly left your side for the past week."
Lothiriel blushed slightly, but gave her father a shocked look. "Week? Did I sleep that long?" She asked.
He nodded, "We were afraid you would not wake, but Erchirion and Eomer seemed certain you would." He smiled. "We have prepared a celebration for tomorrow night, I am glad you are awake to take part in it. The whole city will feast, for we have much to celebrate."
Lothiriel was about to reply when her brothers rushed into the room.
Amrothos looked to their father, "Someone said Lothiriel is-" He then looked and saw his sister sitting up in bed smiling. She looked much better, she had regained much of her coloring, and her bruises seemed to be lighter, and less noticeable, and she was smiling. "Lothiriel!" He rushed to her side, hugging her quickly, then stepping aside so Elphir and Erchirion could hug her as well.
"We were so worried, Lothiriel." Elphir said.
"You gave us quite a scare, little sister." Erchirion said with a grin.
Lothiriel smiled, "Well, you know me." She said, laughing. "I always- " Her sentence was cut short as her eyes fell on the man standing in the doorway. "Eomer!"
"Lothiriel!" The young King rushed across the room and embraced her. He was so glad to see her awake and laughing he had been content to simply watch the reunion, until she had called to him. He then needed to hold her, as if to make sure she was really there.
"Father." Erchirion said, scowling over display of affection.
Imrahil held back a smile, and cleared his throat. It was no secret that Imrahil was rather fond of Eomer, but his display was improper.
Eomer looked at the Prince and his sons, as if surprised they were there, and then stepped back from the bed, a sheepish smile on his face. "I am glad you are feeling better, my Lady." He said politely.
Lothiriel grinned, her face turning red with a blush as she avoided her family's eyes, "Thank you, your Highness."
Imrahil noted the looks exchanged between the two with great interest. He also noticed with some amusement the look Erchirion was giving Eomer. He had hoped that their experience on the battlefield might have put an end to any bitterness between the two, but clearly he was wrong.
After a bit more small talk, Lothiriel was looking much better, she was laughing at her brothers and Eomer's jokes and when teased, she teased back. She was the same old Lothiriel. It was good to know that nothing could change that. Finally, it was time for the evening meal. Lothiriel wanted to join them at the table, but Imrahil insisted she stay in her room, assuring her she needed her rest for tomorrow's celebration. She finally agreed only after arguing with everyone in the room, including Eomer. They all turned to leave the Lady of Dol Amroth alone, when Eomer stopped in the doorway.
"Are we still going to have our walk, my Lady?" He asked.
Lothiriel grinned, "I look forward to it! In fact, I would love a walk now." She looked at her Father. "If that is acceptable?"
Erchirion opened his mouth to protest but was stopped by his father, who put a hand over his mouth. "That would be good for you daughter. If King Eomer does not mind accompanying you."
Eomer grinned, "I would be delighted. I will come for you after we eat."
Lothiriel smiled widely, her grey eyes sparkling, "I will be ready."
And so Lothiriel and Eomer walked about the city that night. They talked of many things, and of nothing at all. Lothiriel loved the way his eyes seemed to shine with a distant light when he spoke of Rohan. The way he spoke made her long to see it for herself. Eomer loved the way she never seemed to miss a beat, she seemed genuinely interested in the things he said, unlike so many well-breed women he had spoken with briefly in Minas Tirith, who seemed more interested in his crown than him. Lothiriel was different, anyone could see that with ease. And he loved the way her laugh seemed to light up her eyes, and she was quick to laugh. Even at his silly jokes.
They watched the sunset together that evening, standing on her balcony over looking the sea. However, Eomer was not watching the sun or the sea, he was watching Lothiriel, as she leaned against him, resting in his arms.
She sighed softly, staring off into the distance. "Eomer, how can people be so cruel?" She asked, her voice gentle and soft, thinking of her time with the Corsairs.
Eomer pondered her question for a moment, tightening his arms around her, as if to keep her safe from an invisible foe, and kissing the top of her head, "I do not know, Lothiriel." He admitted.
"And what do you know?" Lothiriel asked with a small smile.
He chuckled, "I do know that I would never hurt you, nor allow anyone to harm you." He turned serious, turning her to face him so he could look in her eyes. "Lothiriel." His eyes met her lovely grey eyes, "it was killing me to see that Corsair hurting you, the way he looked at you." He shuddered. "If we had not gotten you back, I would have not lived long without you safe."
Lothiriel took a deep breath, leaning against him, her head resting on his chest, her heart pounding in her ears. "Eomer..."
He smiled, "I am sorry my Lady, my words got ahead of me." He released her, stepping back. "And you need your rest." He bowed stiffly, "Until tomorrow Lothiriel."
She smiled faintly, "Until tomorrow." She replied, watching him leave. When he was gone she sighed once again, looking out at the sea. His words moved her and she loved him. Everyday she felt her love for him deepen, and she feared that. What would she do when he left? What would she do if he asked her to return with him to Rohan? She would be lying if she did not admit she longed to see the field of Rohan, but she would have to leave Dol Amroth. This city was her home. How could she just leave? Lothiriel sighed, she did not know what she would do in the future, but she did know one thing. She was in love with a man of the Rohirrim, and she was quite pleased with that love.
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A/N- Oh boy! Next section they get to have some fun! It is a party! Hehe! Anyway, sorry not much happened in this section. I had to show that she got better before they partied! Anyway, you know what I'm going to beg for now if you've been reading these little notes. Please review! PLEEEEAASE???? With sugar on top???
Everyone who thinks Eomer needs a section: Dude! I just noticed that Smeagol AND Gollum each have a section! While that is really funny, it just makes me think Eomer needs one even more! Eomer rally!!! Hehe! We should campaign! I'll design a bumper sticker! Hehe! You guys hand out flyers! Haha, yes, I am insane. And yes, I probably need a life. But at least I'm an insane person with a cause!
Glewen: Thank you so much for wishing me luck this semester! It did better on a test than I thought so your luck must have worked :-) It's so nice to see that other people have read the appendices and appreciate my obsessive hunt for details on Lothiriel and her family! Anyway, thanks for the nice review and the luck that saved my GPA!
Claire: Thanks for the kind words :-) Don't worry, I've got a bit more to go on this story, actually several more chapters, and I haven't even finished writing yet :-) And also Eomer and Lothiriel have taken over my computer at the moment and so I was thinking of writing some more about their life together in Edoras. Haha, if I ever get far enough to a point where I know I'm going to finish I'll post them! Just keep in mind I am currently taking a ton of classes about little kids, so they kind of overload on the cute factor! But sometimes cute is fun, don't you think?