Ah so I think that I should continue this story. Do you enjoy it? It is
odd. Very odd. Nevertheless, it is fun. Very fun, mind you. I just figured
out that the previous phrase could go for any of the stories I am writing.
So which one will I write in? Obviously, you know what I chose because you
decided to read it. Do not tell me because I will figure it out. It must
have something to do with Lord of the Rings. Well that is only because all
of my stories seem to have something to do with Lord of the Rings. Oh maybe
I will continue Eowyn's tale. Of course, you already knew that.
***
"So what you are saying, Eomer, is that you just strode up behind that fiend while...? Well I really don't want to think about what was going through that slob's head. But what you were saying is that you knocked him upside the head with a fire poker?. Why didn't you just introduce him to your sword? The whole city would undoubtably have commended you as a hero."
Eomer shook his head smiling at me as if I was so much younger than he was even though there were only a couple years between us. "Eowyn, if I have to tell you this again I will go nutters! Violence is not always the best way to solve things. Most of the time in fact, it is the very worst. Besides, if I introduced him to MY blade what would you have done to me? As you have said to me enough times... ," He put his hands on his hips and squinted his eyes to mock me, "I will run that bastard through, brother, I swear to you! I will make him wish that he had never came here!"
True I had said this many times, but did I ever look like that? "Eomer, if you EVER do that again you will wake up in a bed of cattle dung. Lovely brother. Allow me the pleasure of thanking you once again. Lets get rid of this wretch before he becomes roused." I looked pointedly at the ragged cloaked man who still held a sneer on his face, even in sleep.
Therefore, we drug the Snake out of my room after I had dressed properly, of course. I was still rather dizzy after the encounter with the floor. Stupid floor, it jumped up and bit me when I was not looking. It was not as if I was not in control of the situation or anything like that. The floor is just so sneaky.
We had carried Wormtongue past the kitchens to the amusement of the servants. They cheered us on, and the Chef, Monte, gave us a hand in heaving him into the pig slop. Moreover, just to our rotten luck that that was exactly when Wormtongue had decided to wake up.
At first, he did not understand what had happened to him. He just sat there staring at us with a look of pure mystified terror and chagrin. Then he stood up with an apple peel sticking on to his forehead, and began bellowing at us, me in particular, "Whatever were you fools thinking? You will not get away with this heinous crime, this insult to the King! I will see to it that you are shunned from the kingdom! Your father will renounce you! You put this upon yourself, girl! All that was required of you is that you submitted to me! Now you shall suffer a most terrible fate! Be content that I will not do worse than I have already done." Eomer balked and I just shook my head.
The Snake stalked forward, slipping a bit in the grime. "Remember what I have told you. You will be mine."
"You have already told me that a thosand times already. Don't you understand that you haven't gotten anywhere with it?"
He stepped over the fence. He hollered right in my face huffing his breath in and out with his greasy hair falling in his eyes, "I will get you yet and I will make you sorry that you ever played this silly game with me, woman."
Eomer socked the Snake with a look of satisfaction shining on his face. "Lets go."
***
As promised we were, sadly, renounced by our own father. We left the kingdom to regroup, suffering the loss of the only man I have or would ever allow myself to love. Our father was no longer our father.
***
"So what you are saying, Eomer, is that you just strode up behind that fiend while...? Well I really don't want to think about what was going through that slob's head. But what you were saying is that you knocked him upside the head with a fire poker?. Why didn't you just introduce him to your sword? The whole city would undoubtably have commended you as a hero."
Eomer shook his head smiling at me as if I was so much younger than he was even though there were only a couple years between us. "Eowyn, if I have to tell you this again I will go nutters! Violence is not always the best way to solve things. Most of the time in fact, it is the very worst. Besides, if I introduced him to MY blade what would you have done to me? As you have said to me enough times... ," He put his hands on his hips and squinted his eyes to mock me, "I will run that bastard through, brother, I swear to you! I will make him wish that he had never came here!"
True I had said this many times, but did I ever look like that? "Eomer, if you EVER do that again you will wake up in a bed of cattle dung. Lovely brother. Allow me the pleasure of thanking you once again. Lets get rid of this wretch before he becomes roused." I looked pointedly at the ragged cloaked man who still held a sneer on his face, even in sleep.
Therefore, we drug the Snake out of my room after I had dressed properly, of course. I was still rather dizzy after the encounter with the floor. Stupid floor, it jumped up and bit me when I was not looking. It was not as if I was not in control of the situation or anything like that. The floor is just so sneaky.
We had carried Wormtongue past the kitchens to the amusement of the servants. They cheered us on, and the Chef, Monte, gave us a hand in heaving him into the pig slop. Moreover, just to our rotten luck that that was exactly when Wormtongue had decided to wake up.
At first, he did not understand what had happened to him. He just sat there staring at us with a look of pure mystified terror and chagrin. Then he stood up with an apple peel sticking on to his forehead, and began bellowing at us, me in particular, "Whatever were you fools thinking? You will not get away with this heinous crime, this insult to the King! I will see to it that you are shunned from the kingdom! Your father will renounce you! You put this upon yourself, girl! All that was required of you is that you submitted to me! Now you shall suffer a most terrible fate! Be content that I will not do worse than I have already done." Eomer balked and I just shook my head.
The Snake stalked forward, slipping a bit in the grime. "Remember what I have told you. You will be mine."
"You have already told me that a thosand times already. Don't you understand that you haven't gotten anywhere with it?"
He stepped over the fence. He hollered right in my face huffing his breath in and out with his greasy hair falling in his eyes, "I will get you yet and I will make you sorry that you ever played this silly game with me, woman."
Eomer socked the Snake with a look of satisfaction shining on his face. "Lets go."
***
As promised we were, sadly, renounced by our own father. We left the kingdom to regroup, suffering the loss of the only man I have or would ever allow myself to love. Our father was no longer our father.
