It took time. Healing is never something that happens quickly, and
wounds like this never truly fully heal. The pain only dulls with some
time. Life must go on, and Lothiriel seemed to finally understand and
accept that fact. Still, it took time.
All of Edoras seemed to breath a great sigh of relief when their Queen
awoke after three days of sleep. Rumors had been flying around the city
like a flock of birds and Lothiriel's health seemed to be the topic of
every conversation. The rumors ranged from Lothiriel being perfectly well
and already carrying another child, to Lothiriel was actually dead and
Eomer was already looking for a new wife. The truth was actually somewhere
between all that. Lothiriel was slowly becoming stronger physically, as
well as mentally.
When she woke that day in her warm bed in Meduseld Eomer was by her side. He said little, if anything at all. Eomer never claimed to be one for fancy, insightful words. However, he did not need words, his emotions were reflected in his eyes. Lothiriel knew this, she always knew. He could never hide anything from her, she was far too perceptive, and at times it would drive him mad, but now he would give anything for her to catch him in a little white lie, or know exactly when something was bothering him and not leave him alone until he told her everything.
Lothiriel reached out a hand to her husband and merely whispered to him softly, "I am so sorry Eomer."
He stared at her a moment, surprised at her words. "For what Lothiriel?"
"I caused you such worry. I am sorry." She said, her voice was weak, and yet carried strength he had not heard in her voice in so long he had almost forgotten.
Eomer felt his lips turn in a small smile and he kissed her forehead gently, smoothing her hair. "You are forgiven, but swear to me you will never do yourself such harm again."
Lothiriel bit her lip, "It was strange Eomer. I knew what I was doing, and yet I did not know." She closed her eyes and Eomer pulled her close, holding her in his arms. He silently held her for a long time, offering her strength and it was together that they found comfort. And strangely enough, with the help of a creature that looked like a half drowned rat when they found him.
It was a rainy day, two weeks later when Lothiriel stood watching the rain fall from a window. Her brothers sat by the fire reading books from Meduseld's library. Eomer was busy seeing to matters of state, apparently there was a band of horse thieves on the loose in the villages on the borders.
Lothiriel turned to her brothers, as if coming to a decision. "I believe I will go for a walk." She said.
Erchirion and Amrothos looked up, surprised. Lothiriel had been silently musing for some time, and they had almost forgotten she was there.
"Lothiriel, the weather is-" Erchirion started, but Amrothos stopped him.
"Is perfect for a stroll. I believe I'll join you sister." He interrupted.
Lothiriel gave her brothers a small smile, between them and Eomer she hardly had a moment to herself. "You have been my shadows for two weeks now. Surely you understand if I wish to have a moment alone."
They opened their mouths to protest, but Lothiriel stopped them. "I am Queen here, therefore I order you to stay here until I return."
They could not protest, for it was a royal order. They also knew that tone in her voice meant she could not be argued with. Lothiriel's marriage had not seemed to dull her stubborn streak. And so, within a few minutes Lothiriel was walking past the stares of the people of Edoras and away from the city.
The fresh air felt good in her lungs, and the wet grass filled the air with a fresh scent that always made her feel alive. She took her time, strolling among the endless field of tall grass. Her mind was on nothing and everything at the same time as the cool raindrops fell on her face. She felt so completely awake and alive she just felt as though she could wander the fields forever, dancing in the rain. The grass rolling in the wind reminded her of the waves on the ocean that she had spent her childhood trying to catch. Perhaps it was the wet feeling against her skin that made her think of Dol Amroth, but she felt like she was a little girl once more. With a quick glance around to make sure no one was watching and a sly grin she threw her hands out and spun around, making the world spin and a blur of colors. She spun and spun until a soft whine made her stop. When the world stopped spinning and she found her feet she turned to the source of the noise, curious at what could possibly sound so pitiful.
It was a puppy. The poor little creature was lying half drowned in a puddle, and looked nearly starved. It's once golden coat was covered in mud and grit and it was shivering something awful. Lothiriel easily picked the little pup up, she could almost hold it in one hand it was so small. She wrapped it in her cloak, determination lining her features. She would not allow this poor little puppy to die, it was so completely helpless, and with a purpose, her mind came out of her past and back to the present. Making sure the puppy was warm and would stay dry she quickly headed back to Edoras, ignoring the curious looks from the people who stopped in their rush to get home as dry as possible from their business to stare at the Queen with her cloak cast aside and wrapped around a squirming bundle. She dashed up the steps to the Golden Hall and pushed the heavy doors open with a bang that made everyone jump with surprise.
Eomer had been standing by the fire with her brothers, scolding them for letting Lothiriel leave the city alone in this horrible weather, and they all looked up to see Lothiriel rushing towards the fire looking worried.
"Lothiriel?" Eomer asked curiosity mixed with worry in his tone.
Lothiriel ignored him for the moment and shouted for a servant to bring towels, clean water, and some scraps from the kitchens. She then moved to the fire and they all stared at her squirming cloak. She pulled her cloak back a bit to reveal a soggy little head of a once golden puppy, and rubbed it to try to warm its freezing bones a bit.
Eomer held back a chuckle of relief and watched his wife, "Lothiriel, where did you find this?" He asked.
"It looks like a drowned rat." Erchirion commented.
"It's filthy." Amrothos added. "It could carry diseases. Not to mention it could have attacked you, sister."
Lothiriel looked up and rolled her eyes at her brothers, laughing merrily. "Oh really you two! You sound like a couple of old women. Besides, do you really think I am at risk from an attack by this little thing?" She asked, raising the puppy with one hand. It looked even more pitiful than before, but seemed warmer now, and its eyes danced around the room with interest.
Eomer silently agreed with Erchirion and Amrothos, the pup was filthy and who knew what diseases it may carry, but was so glad to hear his wife laughing he choose to ignore these concerns and give the puppy the benefit of doubt.
"I assume you wish to keep this dog?" Eomer asked, hiding his grin and attempting to sound stern.
Lothiriel looked up, smiling. "May I Eomer? Please?"
Her two brothers burst out laughing. "You haven't changed a bit dear sister. I seem to recall a little girl who used to bring who strays and beg her father, 'may I keep him Father?' until we all went mad." Erchirion teased.
She smiled brightly, "And it usually worked on him." She then looked at her husband imploringly, drawing the puppy closer. "May I Eomer?"
His attempt to look stern broke right there and he burst out laughing. "Of course! How can I say no to such a pitiful face?"
She laughed and the puppy licked her hand. "He is rather pitiful isn't it?"
Eomer grinned, "I was talking about you." He leaned over and kissed her happily.
Erchirion cleared his throat. "Yes. Now that you mention it, they both look like drowned rats at the moment." He teased his sister with a grin.
She attempted to glare at them both but gave up and sighed, looking at the puppy. "You see what I have to put up with?" It gave a small bark in response and wagged its tail. All four of them chuckled and scratched the filthy pup's ears affectionately. If this little creature could help Lothiriel, then Eomer would welcome it into his home.
And so the pup, which Lothiriel named Felarof, came to the Golden Hall as one of the family, and unlike most dogs, who would live in the royal kennels, Felarof lived in the Golden Hall and was never far behind Lothiriel. His name turned out to be quite appropriate, for just as Eorl was the only one who could tame Felarof the horse, Lothiriel seemed to be the only one that could control Felarof the pup. Felarof grew quite healthy very fast, and did not look quite as pitiful with a clean golden coat and a decent meal. But still, he was hardly an intimidated beast with his tiny size from lack of nutrition, baggy skin, and floppy golden ears. He also, much to Eomer's amusement, appeared to be a bit stupid. He had not quite mastered the skill of stopping, and when his tiny paws scampered across the stone or wooden floors he would skid and run into tables, walls, people, anything that got in his way. This never seemed to phase him a bit, and he would shake himself off and scamper off in the next direction, until he crashed into something else and Lothiriel scooped him up, fussing over his bumped head, and set him in her lap, scolding Eomer and her brothers for laughing so. They would apologize but would also make her admit that it was rather funny. The puppy was a wild thing, and seemed to think Eomer's boots where made for his own amusement and his clean stockings quite tasty. No matter how stern a tone Eomer used with the puppy he could not convince the pup to release his clothing, and so the King of the Mark gave chase in a most undignified manner. Felarof of course, thought this was a great game, and they circled the halls of Meduseld three times, for the pup was rather fast and small and could slip under tables. Finally, with a single word from Lothiriel, once she recovered her voice from laughing, he dropped the stocking and would trot over to his mistress with the proudest puppy grin, as if he'd done a great deed. He also decided that the King's throne was a quite comfortable seat for a pup and would climb up on it and fall asleep. This was quite a rude surprise when Eomer went to sit and was stopped by a yelp and a puppy bite on his backside. As irritating as Felarof could be, Eomer would have gladly put up with ten Felarof's just to see Lothiriel smiling and laughing again. Every day she seemed more and more herself. There were still times when she would fall silent and stand by a window or by the fire, staring at nothing, her arms hugging herself. Felarof would then show what little bit of brains he appeared to have, and if Eomer was not already there, he would go on a mission to find his master and bring him to his mistress, and would curl up at her feet as Eomer held her close. These moments however, seemed to lessen with time, and soon life at Meduseld fell back into its usual pace, with of course, several disturbances caused by Felarof.
Soon autumn beginning to show signs of its approach to the city, and it had been a full year since the child's birth. She handled Theomund's birthday well it seemed. She woke in Eomer's arms that morning and rolled over to face her husband.
"Do you know what day it is?" She asked softly.
Eomer nodded, tightening his arms around her. "Yes." He replied simply.
Lothiriel sighed and closed her eyes a moment. "I miss him Eomer."
"I know." He replied, kissing her softly, "And so do I."
Felarof, who slept on the rug before the fire, jumped up on the bed. Eomer had tried to draw the line at sleeping in their chambers, but had given up when he whined so badly outside the door that they never got any sleep, they both however, drew the line at the pup sharing their bed, for it was quite well used and having a furry little creature to share it with would be a nuisance. So Felarof's spot was on the rug before the fire, which he was quite happy with it seemed, for it was nice and warm. However, today he seemed to sense his mistress's mood and jumped up on the bed greeting each of them with doggie kisses. Eomer groaned, "No, no, go to your mistress, you beast. She likes you more than she likes me it seems."
Lothiriel laughed, pulling her dog to her and kissing its golden fur before setting it on the ground. "Can you blame me? Felarof talks back far less and obeys far more." Lothiriel got to her feet, and set about dressing herself. "Now come. I am sure our son would not want us to spend this day in mourning. Shall we ride together my Lord?"
Eomer smiled, "I do not know my Lady, your lover would not approve." He commented with a pointed look at Felarof, who wrestling with a pair of boots that Eomer had given up for lost as the pup had nearly destroyed them.
Lothiriel smiled coyly and leaned over to give Eomer a kiss, "Well, he will just have to wait, for today I am at my husband's command."
And so they rode together among the grassy fields, observing the signs that autumn would soon be upon them. The harvest appeared to be a good one this season, and the colors of the impending autumn created a beautiful picture as the grass rippled with the wind. It was a good day for the royal couple as they raced together across Rohan, and it was one of joy instead of pain and sorrow that they had suffered for so long.
Seeing this, Erchirion and Amrothos determined that they were no longer needed in Rohan, and should be returning to Dol Amroth, but they could wait, for the weather would not turn against them for at least two months or so, and they were enjoying spending time with their little sister.
A month later they stood before Meduseld, saying goodbye to their sister and her husband. Lothiriel hugged them both, and promised to be well. She ordered them to send her love to her Father and eldest brother, Elphir, and of course, her dear little nephew, Alphros, who must be getting quite big indeed by now. Eomer quietly thanked them both for their help, and promised to care for their sister, and with a respectful nod to Eomer, and another hug to Lothiriel they were gone.
Lothiriel stood watching them disappear into the horizon. Eomer stood behind her, resting his head on hers. It was early yet, and Edoras was just beginning to show signs of life as the people went about lighting fires for breakfast and waking their families. Lothiriel was very quiet for a long time, and Eomer was about to suggest the go back inside to their breakfast when Lothiriel suddenly spoke.
"I believe I am with child again." She said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Eomer regarded her with wonder. "Already? So soon?"
A ghost of a smile crossed her features. "I believe so, and so does Mirdra."
Eomer smiled, he was so glad Mirdra had decided to stay in Edoras. She was such a kind woman, and never spread rumors or aided them. She also refused any gift of gratitude for her help with Lothiriel. She merely considered it part of her duties.
"That is wonderful." His smile faltered when he saw her expression. "Isn't it? Why did you not share this with your brothers?"
Lothiriel sighed deeply, "What if I lose this one as well?"
He sighed, kissing the top of her head and pulling her close once more. "Oh Lothiriel." He said softly. "We cannot live in fear of 'what ifs'." He told her. "In the end, we are all merely dust in the wind."
She nodded, "I know, but I do not want others to know of this until it can no longer be secret." She turned to look up at him. "I could not bare the thought of having so much pity."
He nodded, understanding her feelings. "Whatever comes, we shall face it together Lothiriel." He told her, leaning in to kiss her once more. "For together we are stronger than apart."
With these words they stood together, watching as the sun rose over the mountains. A new day had begun once more, as it had for centuries before, and life as it always had, continued with the new dawn.
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THE END...... or is it?
A/N- Yeah, I know. I could have kept going, but I didn't! I also know this chapter jumps like mad and is randomness galore. If you don't like it... well.... I guess I could think of some way to change it... but I wanted to finish! Also like I said in the story, healing takes time and if I covered every freakin' week this story would have gone on forever! And I would have lost my patience with it because I'm dying to write my next story! Also, I seem to have come down with something and am under the influence of more cold medicines than I need so I can go on my trip tomorrow... err... this morning. Of course, I'm also staying up way too late because I love my reviewers and wanted to give them this chapter/ending before I went away! Hope you enjoyed this story. It was fun. I enjoyed making Lothiriel crazy. Crazy people amuse me. If you don't believe me meet my friends! No offense friends, in case you read this, I love you guys, but you are crazy :-) Or.... crwazy. Hehe.
Yes, I am writing another Eomer/Lothiriel story, and yes it will pick up with the next childbirth. Sigh. It may be awhile though, because the new Harry Potter book is coming out, and after I read that I may need to write some Harry Potter stuff! You never know with me :-) But here's a preview:
COMING SOON TO A COMPUTER NEAR YOU!
With Eomer gone off to war in Gondor, will Lothiriel be able to manage Rohan? Yes, pregnant Lothiriel is off managing the country, and no, I'm not going to go easy on her! I never do! And yes, stupid Eomer goes off to Gondor leaving his pregnant wife. But he has a VERY good reason.... I just haven't thought of it yet..... probably his stupid sense of duty. But whatever... that's what's coming! For a movie preview picture lots of Lothiriel being worried, fires, storms, evil people, Eomer getting the crap beat out of him, and of course, Eomer beating the crap out of everyone else... all set to neat music from Gladiator or 13th Warrior or something!
TeleriMaiden- There. Feeling better now? I made Lothiriel not crazy by the magic of a doggie! Of course, the dog was a bit cute, but I thought this story needed something like that to make it all happy again. Hope you like the ending :-) Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. I really do appreciate them. And thank you for forgiving me again :-) I can go to West Virginia happy now. Of course, I may fall asleep behind the wheel if I don't go to bed soon....... until next time... HAPPY READING!
Lady of Imladris- Because I am afraid of you killing me, I am staying up way to late the night before my trip to finish this story. So if I fall asleep and crash tomorrow.... it's your fault! Just kidding, I'm sure I'll be fine, I'm waiting for my cold medicine to kick in so I can't sleep anyway... Yes, Eomer delivers chicken and dumplings if I make him. I've trained him well. And just because you are so wonderful and I appreciate your reviews so much Eomer will deliver the chicken and Aragorn the dumplings. Then, at your home, they will combine the ingredients and serve you chicken and dumplings. All because you reviewed my story. See? Who says you never get anything for reviewing? Besides my gratitude and appreciation for all the nice comments of course and boosting my self-esteem and making my day for saying I'm the best... you have no idea how much your reviews improved my day :-) THANK YOU! Gold star for you!
Rohan-Nitpick- Thanks for the reading suggestions. I'll have to read them when I get back. Haha, what? You don't trust me? Hehe. Actually, come to think of it, I don't trust me either :-) Thanks for the wonderful reviews. You're always one of my favorite reviewers. You rock. Also, don't worry, I'm always careful when driving. Especially with my pretty new car. I get mad when birds fly near it for fear of poop on my car. Heaven help anyone who dares to scratch it! Thanks so much for the reviews :-) Happy reading. Gold star for you :-)
Kat- Thank you so much for your kind reviews :-) Sorry this story didn't include Elfwine, but I have more in store for my next story, which will include Elfwine, and I didn't want to make this story too long and lose it's focus, or worse, me lose interest and it goes down hill. Anyway, thanks so much for the reviews! It's always so great to hear that people are enjoying my stories :-) Happy reading and of course, gold star for you :-) I seem to be giving out lots of those today... I'll have to go get more!
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Well, that's all folks! Hope you enjoyed reading this story because I had fun writing it :-) Please review! When I come home from West Virginia in a week I'd love to see my email flooded with reviews. Good or bad. If they're bad though, I'd appreciate a hint as too where I went wrong so I can improve. Even though this is just a hobby, I'd like my work to be at least semi-presentable. Review and I'll send you some of the wonderful happy vibes I get on vacation! Along with Eomer delivering chicken and dumplings!
Until next time.... HAPPY READING!!!!
When she woke that day in her warm bed in Meduseld Eomer was by her side. He said little, if anything at all. Eomer never claimed to be one for fancy, insightful words. However, he did not need words, his emotions were reflected in his eyes. Lothiriel knew this, she always knew. He could never hide anything from her, she was far too perceptive, and at times it would drive him mad, but now he would give anything for her to catch him in a little white lie, or know exactly when something was bothering him and not leave him alone until he told her everything.
Lothiriel reached out a hand to her husband and merely whispered to him softly, "I am so sorry Eomer."
He stared at her a moment, surprised at her words. "For what Lothiriel?"
"I caused you such worry. I am sorry." She said, her voice was weak, and yet carried strength he had not heard in her voice in so long he had almost forgotten.
Eomer felt his lips turn in a small smile and he kissed her forehead gently, smoothing her hair. "You are forgiven, but swear to me you will never do yourself such harm again."
Lothiriel bit her lip, "It was strange Eomer. I knew what I was doing, and yet I did not know." She closed her eyes and Eomer pulled her close, holding her in his arms. He silently held her for a long time, offering her strength and it was together that they found comfort. And strangely enough, with the help of a creature that looked like a half drowned rat when they found him.
It was a rainy day, two weeks later when Lothiriel stood watching the rain fall from a window. Her brothers sat by the fire reading books from Meduseld's library. Eomer was busy seeing to matters of state, apparently there was a band of horse thieves on the loose in the villages on the borders.
Lothiriel turned to her brothers, as if coming to a decision. "I believe I will go for a walk." She said.
Erchirion and Amrothos looked up, surprised. Lothiriel had been silently musing for some time, and they had almost forgotten she was there.
"Lothiriel, the weather is-" Erchirion started, but Amrothos stopped him.
"Is perfect for a stroll. I believe I'll join you sister." He interrupted.
Lothiriel gave her brothers a small smile, between them and Eomer she hardly had a moment to herself. "You have been my shadows for two weeks now. Surely you understand if I wish to have a moment alone."
They opened their mouths to protest, but Lothiriel stopped them. "I am Queen here, therefore I order you to stay here until I return."
They could not protest, for it was a royal order. They also knew that tone in her voice meant she could not be argued with. Lothiriel's marriage had not seemed to dull her stubborn streak. And so, within a few minutes Lothiriel was walking past the stares of the people of Edoras and away from the city.
The fresh air felt good in her lungs, and the wet grass filled the air with a fresh scent that always made her feel alive. She took her time, strolling among the endless field of tall grass. Her mind was on nothing and everything at the same time as the cool raindrops fell on her face. She felt so completely awake and alive she just felt as though she could wander the fields forever, dancing in the rain. The grass rolling in the wind reminded her of the waves on the ocean that she had spent her childhood trying to catch. Perhaps it was the wet feeling against her skin that made her think of Dol Amroth, but she felt like she was a little girl once more. With a quick glance around to make sure no one was watching and a sly grin she threw her hands out and spun around, making the world spin and a blur of colors. She spun and spun until a soft whine made her stop. When the world stopped spinning and she found her feet she turned to the source of the noise, curious at what could possibly sound so pitiful.
It was a puppy. The poor little creature was lying half drowned in a puddle, and looked nearly starved. It's once golden coat was covered in mud and grit and it was shivering something awful. Lothiriel easily picked the little pup up, she could almost hold it in one hand it was so small. She wrapped it in her cloak, determination lining her features. She would not allow this poor little puppy to die, it was so completely helpless, and with a purpose, her mind came out of her past and back to the present. Making sure the puppy was warm and would stay dry she quickly headed back to Edoras, ignoring the curious looks from the people who stopped in their rush to get home as dry as possible from their business to stare at the Queen with her cloak cast aside and wrapped around a squirming bundle. She dashed up the steps to the Golden Hall and pushed the heavy doors open with a bang that made everyone jump with surprise.
Eomer had been standing by the fire with her brothers, scolding them for letting Lothiriel leave the city alone in this horrible weather, and they all looked up to see Lothiriel rushing towards the fire looking worried.
"Lothiriel?" Eomer asked curiosity mixed with worry in his tone.
Lothiriel ignored him for the moment and shouted for a servant to bring towels, clean water, and some scraps from the kitchens. She then moved to the fire and they all stared at her squirming cloak. She pulled her cloak back a bit to reveal a soggy little head of a once golden puppy, and rubbed it to try to warm its freezing bones a bit.
Eomer held back a chuckle of relief and watched his wife, "Lothiriel, where did you find this?" He asked.
"It looks like a drowned rat." Erchirion commented.
"It's filthy." Amrothos added. "It could carry diseases. Not to mention it could have attacked you, sister."
Lothiriel looked up and rolled her eyes at her brothers, laughing merrily. "Oh really you two! You sound like a couple of old women. Besides, do you really think I am at risk from an attack by this little thing?" She asked, raising the puppy with one hand. It looked even more pitiful than before, but seemed warmer now, and its eyes danced around the room with interest.
Eomer silently agreed with Erchirion and Amrothos, the pup was filthy and who knew what diseases it may carry, but was so glad to hear his wife laughing he choose to ignore these concerns and give the puppy the benefit of doubt.
"I assume you wish to keep this dog?" Eomer asked, hiding his grin and attempting to sound stern.
Lothiriel looked up, smiling. "May I Eomer? Please?"
Her two brothers burst out laughing. "You haven't changed a bit dear sister. I seem to recall a little girl who used to bring who strays and beg her father, 'may I keep him Father?' until we all went mad." Erchirion teased.
She smiled brightly, "And it usually worked on him." She then looked at her husband imploringly, drawing the puppy closer. "May I Eomer?"
His attempt to look stern broke right there and he burst out laughing. "Of course! How can I say no to such a pitiful face?"
She laughed and the puppy licked her hand. "He is rather pitiful isn't it?"
Eomer grinned, "I was talking about you." He leaned over and kissed her happily.
Erchirion cleared his throat. "Yes. Now that you mention it, they both look like drowned rats at the moment." He teased his sister with a grin.
She attempted to glare at them both but gave up and sighed, looking at the puppy. "You see what I have to put up with?" It gave a small bark in response and wagged its tail. All four of them chuckled and scratched the filthy pup's ears affectionately. If this little creature could help Lothiriel, then Eomer would welcome it into his home.
And so the pup, which Lothiriel named Felarof, came to the Golden Hall as one of the family, and unlike most dogs, who would live in the royal kennels, Felarof lived in the Golden Hall and was never far behind Lothiriel. His name turned out to be quite appropriate, for just as Eorl was the only one who could tame Felarof the horse, Lothiriel seemed to be the only one that could control Felarof the pup. Felarof grew quite healthy very fast, and did not look quite as pitiful with a clean golden coat and a decent meal. But still, he was hardly an intimidated beast with his tiny size from lack of nutrition, baggy skin, and floppy golden ears. He also, much to Eomer's amusement, appeared to be a bit stupid. He had not quite mastered the skill of stopping, and when his tiny paws scampered across the stone or wooden floors he would skid and run into tables, walls, people, anything that got in his way. This never seemed to phase him a bit, and he would shake himself off and scamper off in the next direction, until he crashed into something else and Lothiriel scooped him up, fussing over his bumped head, and set him in her lap, scolding Eomer and her brothers for laughing so. They would apologize but would also make her admit that it was rather funny. The puppy was a wild thing, and seemed to think Eomer's boots where made for his own amusement and his clean stockings quite tasty. No matter how stern a tone Eomer used with the puppy he could not convince the pup to release his clothing, and so the King of the Mark gave chase in a most undignified manner. Felarof of course, thought this was a great game, and they circled the halls of Meduseld three times, for the pup was rather fast and small and could slip under tables. Finally, with a single word from Lothiriel, once she recovered her voice from laughing, he dropped the stocking and would trot over to his mistress with the proudest puppy grin, as if he'd done a great deed. He also decided that the King's throne was a quite comfortable seat for a pup and would climb up on it and fall asleep. This was quite a rude surprise when Eomer went to sit and was stopped by a yelp and a puppy bite on his backside. As irritating as Felarof could be, Eomer would have gladly put up with ten Felarof's just to see Lothiriel smiling and laughing again. Every day she seemed more and more herself. There were still times when she would fall silent and stand by a window or by the fire, staring at nothing, her arms hugging herself. Felarof would then show what little bit of brains he appeared to have, and if Eomer was not already there, he would go on a mission to find his master and bring him to his mistress, and would curl up at her feet as Eomer held her close. These moments however, seemed to lessen with time, and soon life at Meduseld fell back into its usual pace, with of course, several disturbances caused by Felarof.
Soon autumn beginning to show signs of its approach to the city, and it had been a full year since the child's birth. She handled Theomund's birthday well it seemed. She woke in Eomer's arms that morning and rolled over to face her husband.
"Do you know what day it is?" She asked softly.
Eomer nodded, tightening his arms around her. "Yes." He replied simply.
Lothiriel sighed and closed her eyes a moment. "I miss him Eomer."
"I know." He replied, kissing her softly, "And so do I."
Felarof, who slept on the rug before the fire, jumped up on the bed. Eomer had tried to draw the line at sleeping in their chambers, but had given up when he whined so badly outside the door that they never got any sleep, they both however, drew the line at the pup sharing their bed, for it was quite well used and having a furry little creature to share it with would be a nuisance. So Felarof's spot was on the rug before the fire, which he was quite happy with it seemed, for it was nice and warm. However, today he seemed to sense his mistress's mood and jumped up on the bed greeting each of them with doggie kisses. Eomer groaned, "No, no, go to your mistress, you beast. She likes you more than she likes me it seems."
Lothiriel laughed, pulling her dog to her and kissing its golden fur before setting it on the ground. "Can you blame me? Felarof talks back far less and obeys far more." Lothiriel got to her feet, and set about dressing herself. "Now come. I am sure our son would not want us to spend this day in mourning. Shall we ride together my Lord?"
Eomer smiled, "I do not know my Lady, your lover would not approve." He commented with a pointed look at Felarof, who wrestling with a pair of boots that Eomer had given up for lost as the pup had nearly destroyed them.
Lothiriel smiled coyly and leaned over to give Eomer a kiss, "Well, he will just have to wait, for today I am at my husband's command."
And so they rode together among the grassy fields, observing the signs that autumn would soon be upon them. The harvest appeared to be a good one this season, and the colors of the impending autumn created a beautiful picture as the grass rippled with the wind. It was a good day for the royal couple as they raced together across Rohan, and it was one of joy instead of pain and sorrow that they had suffered for so long.
Seeing this, Erchirion and Amrothos determined that they were no longer needed in Rohan, and should be returning to Dol Amroth, but they could wait, for the weather would not turn against them for at least two months or so, and they were enjoying spending time with their little sister.
A month later they stood before Meduseld, saying goodbye to their sister and her husband. Lothiriel hugged them both, and promised to be well. She ordered them to send her love to her Father and eldest brother, Elphir, and of course, her dear little nephew, Alphros, who must be getting quite big indeed by now. Eomer quietly thanked them both for their help, and promised to care for their sister, and with a respectful nod to Eomer, and another hug to Lothiriel they were gone.
Lothiriel stood watching them disappear into the horizon. Eomer stood behind her, resting his head on hers. It was early yet, and Edoras was just beginning to show signs of life as the people went about lighting fires for breakfast and waking their families. Lothiriel was very quiet for a long time, and Eomer was about to suggest the go back inside to their breakfast when Lothiriel suddenly spoke.
"I believe I am with child again." She said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Eomer regarded her with wonder. "Already? So soon?"
A ghost of a smile crossed her features. "I believe so, and so does Mirdra."
Eomer smiled, he was so glad Mirdra had decided to stay in Edoras. She was such a kind woman, and never spread rumors or aided them. She also refused any gift of gratitude for her help with Lothiriel. She merely considered it part of her duties.
"That is wonderful." His smile faltered when he saw her expression. "Isn't it? Why did you not share this with your brothers?"
Lothiriel sighed deeply, "What if I lose this one as well?"
He sighed, kissing the top of her head and pulling her close once more. "Oh Lothiriel." He said softly. "We cannot live in fear of 'what ifs'." He told her. "In the end, we are all merely dust in the wind."
She nodded, "I know, but I do not want others to know of this until it can no longer be secret." She turned to look up at him. "I could not bare the thought of having so much pity."
He nodded, understanding her feelings. "Whatever comes, we shall face it together Lothiriel." He told her, leaning in to kiss her once more. "For together we are stronger than apart."
With these words they stood together, watching as the sun rose over the mountains. A new day had begun once more, as it had for centuries before, and life as it always had, continued with the new dawn.
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THE END...... or is it?
A/N- Yeah, I know. I could have kept going, but I didn't! I also know this chapter jumps like mad and is randomness galore. If you don't like it... well.... I guess I could think of some way to change it... but I wanted to finish! Also like I said in the story, healing takes time and if I covered every freakin' week this story would have gone on forever! And I would have lost my patience with it because I'm dying to write my next story! Also, I seem to have come down with something and am under the influence of more cold medicines than I need so I can go on my trip tomorrow... err... this morning. Of course, I'm also staying up way too late because I love my reviewers and wanted to give them this chapter/ending before I went away! Hope you enjoyed this story. It was fun. I enjoyed making Lothiriel crazy. Crazy people amuse me. If you don't believe me meet my friends! No offense friends, in case you read this, I love you guys, but you are crazy :-) Or.... crwazy. Hehe.
Yes, I am writing another Eomer/Lothiriel story, and yes it will pick up with the next childbirth. Sigh. It may be awhile though, because the new Harry Potter book is coming out, and after I read that I may need to write some Harry Potter stuff! You never know with me :-) But here's a preview:
COMING SOON TO A COMPUTER NEAR YOU!
With Eomer gone off to war in Gondor, will Lothiriel be able to manage Rohan? Yes, pregnant Lothiriel is off managing the country, and no, I'm not going to go easy on her! I never do! And yes, stupid Eomer goes off to Gondor leaving his pregnant wife. But he has a VERY good reason.... I just haven't thought of it yet..... probably his stupid sense of duty. But whatever... that's what's coming! For a movie preview picture lots of Lothiriel being worried, fires, storms, evil people, Eomer getting the crap beat out of him, and of course, Eomer beating the crap out of everyone else... all set to neat music from Gladiator or 13th Warrior or something!
TeleriMaiden- There. Feeling better now? I made Lothiriel not crazy by the magic of a doggie! Of course, the dog was a bit cute, but I thought this story needed something like that to make it all happy again. Hope you like the ending :-) Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. I really do appreciate them. And thank you for forgiving me again :-) I can go to West Virginia happy now. Of course, I may fall asleep behind the wheel if I don't go to bed soon....... until next time... HAPPY READING!
Lady of Imladris- Because I am afraid of you killing me, I am staying up way to late the night before my trip to finish this story. So if I fall asleep and crash tomorrow.... it's your fault! Just kidding, I'm sure I'll be fine, I'm waiting for my cold medicine to kick in so I can't sleep anyway... Yes, Eomer delivers chicken and dumplings if I make him. I've trained him well. And just because you are so wonderful and I appreciate your reviews so much Eomer will deliver the chicken and Aragorn the dumplings. Then, at your home, they will combine the ingredients and serve you chicken and dumplings. All because you reviewed my story. See? Who says you never get anything for reviewing? Besides my gratitude and appreciation for all the nice comments of course and boosting my self-esteem and making my day for saying I'm the best... you have no idea how much your reviews improved my day :-) THANK YOU! Gold star for you!
Rohan-Nitpick- Thanks for the reading suggestions. I'll have to read them when I get back. Haha, what? You don't trust me? Hehe. Actually, come to think of it, I don't trust me either :-) Thanks for the wonderful reviews. You're always one of my favorite reviewers. You rock. Also, don't worry, I'm always careful when driving. Especially with my pretty new car. I get mad when birds fly near it for fear of poop on my car. Heaven help anyone who dares to scratch it! Thanks so much for the reviews :-) Happy reading. Gold star for you :-)
Kat- Thank you so much for your kind reviews :-) Sorry this story didn't include Elfwine, but I have more in store for my next story, which will include Elfwine, and I didn't want to make this story too long and lose it's focus, or worse, me lose interest and it goes down hill. Anyway, thanks so much for the reviews! It's always so great to hear that people are enjoying my stories :-) Happy reading and of course, gold star for you :-) I seem to be giving out lots of those today... I'll have to go get more!
Lady of Legolas- Thanks so much for reviewing! You've been such a great reviewer :-) It's people like you that make me feel bad if I make you wait a really long time for the next chapter. Gold star for you too! You rock! Hope you enjoyed the last chapter! Happy reading!
Well, that's all folks! Hope you enjoyed reading this story because I had fun writing it :-) Please review! When I come home from West Virginia in a week I'd love to see my email flooded with reviews. Good or bad. If they're bad though, I'd appreciate a hint as too where I went wrong so I can improve. Even though this is just a hobby, I'd like my work to be at least semi-presentable. Review and I'll send you some of the wonderful happy vibes I get on vacation! Along with Eomer delivering chicken and dumplings!
Until next time.... HAPPY READING!!!!
