Dun Dun Dun! It's here! The chapter that I have been waiting to write. The chapter that I hope turns out well and is what I hope it will be. It very possibly maybe a very long chapter as it has a long list of things I want to cover OR it maybe a relatively short chapter as I decide I get tired and stop exactly where I yawned. What is up with this? Every time I think about Yawning I do it. Just did it again! That so doesn't count.

Be proud of me for this. I put some thought into the plot and as Aahz says it is going to be super dramatic and good and all that sorta stuff. Behold the Power of Cheese.

I disclaim my hold on anything Tolkien finds to belong to him. Or did. Okay, if you think that anything in this story belongs to Tolkien it does. But I only share with him. Just him. But he can't have Amaden. He is my super spiffy idiosyncratic guy. Just you wait. He will definitely thrill you all yet. Oops am I giving too much away? Ill quit babbling and start my writing then.

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"Lady Eowyn" His voice. The Snake.

The servant who had greeted me exited from the hall where he had met us with out a single word. Maybe this was already preconceived. A servant just doesn't leave Grima the Wormtongue without stating that he is doing so or being told to do so.

"Shall we go to some place a bit more quiet?" Not waiting for me to answer him he ushered me toward the corridor that led toward the private chambers of the castle.

Well things were going the way we expected at least. Hopefully. Inwardly I gulped as I followed him soundlessly. The only noise in the empty corridors was that of the rustling fabric to Wormtongue's deep green silk robes on the stone flooring. The color made his appearance even more snake like to me. I unconsciously lifted the hem of my dress up above the ground. It is a thing naturally done to prevent it from gathering filth but that was not the reason I had done it. I was too nervous to think of etiquette at the time. Besides that I hadn't actually worn a dress since I was in Gondor. I took up wearing some of Faramir's clothing because the riding dress, the only thing I had at the time we left besides my sword, was damaged beyond my meager abilities to repair. It had torn when Amaden had knocked me out.

I almost would rather not wearing a dress anymore. They are too much of a hindrance in many occasions and are less mobile. Amaden, being the only person not known in Rohan in our party had went in and bought a dress for me to wear for my meeting with the Snake. To suck up to the pervert I would be best off doing exactly as he would like me to do. That is until of course I can get what I am after and run like hell . The only problem with my attire was that I had on a pair of big clunky riding boots meant more for traveling then what should be on some 'fair maiden's' dainty feet.

Not six steps down the corridor the Snake turned around and sneered at me, catching the error. "What ever are you doing in those silly boots? A proper lady would as your self would be much better supplied with a pair of slippers or sandals."

I almost threw them at him but instead I replied,"It was cold this morning and the roads are harsh, I am sure you are aware of this being a well traveled man yourself."

He sneered again and I was almost certain that he was onto me. I gasped involuntarily at the prospects, if he... he doesn't think that....

Apparently he heard my small uttered gasp and smiled malignly grabbing my hand in an almost friendly fashion, gleefully. It was almost as if he was saying in physical gestures "nah nah nah nah nah teasing me for my stupidity. He pulled my out of the corridor into another, darker, one that winged off with a latently malicious look to it. Bad sign! Whoa bad sign!

What do I do? I could ruin everything. If I resist him now, knowing that everything is upset I could ruin everyone elses chances by alerting Wormtongue to the revolt prematurely. How would I stop it? People are going to die because of our stupidity. How could they not have thought this through?

"Eowyn Eowyn." Wormtongue tasted my name on his tongue as if it was candy he had just earned, "Eowyn Eowyn, dear CGIR12_. How foolish can you possibly be? Would you think that you could just walk in here and act as if you were wanting to give up? It is not in your nature. You would never have surrendered yourself to me without a ulterior motive behind it. This must mean that you thought you could get something out of me. Hmmm.." He stuck his finger on his chin emphatically, teasing me still with his every gesture. He is in his element. His dark eyes were shining with excitement. "Hmmm... What could it be? It alludes me. Don't worry you will have plenty of time to tell me later, of this I can verily assure you." his sallow visage was taking on an almost healthy vibrant gleam to it. His joy at playing with me was illuminating his features. His enthusiasm scared me.

I couldn't pull away, I didn't want to ruin every one elses chances, therefore I allowed him to lead me forward, repulsed by my passiveness. I kept all worry our of my voice and attempted to take on a more charismatic and reassuring tone, "What would I be after?" I smiled a false but realistic smile using all my charm I had to try and get myself out of this situation, "I am tired of running. I have nowhere to go. I don't even know where Eomer is. We were separated by your spies at Gondor." I said this with a clear voice walking besides him in lieu of being dragged, "I had no choice but to return here. I couldn't just hide forever. Your trackers would have caught me. My chances seemed better to come back. Besides that I've changed my mind about you."

He stopped and faced me his eyes suddenly intensely surprised, "Yes? And what is it about me that you changed your mind about I would like to hear this." He grinned a very frightening grin on a face that hid something.

I drew closer to him. this was it wasn't it? My only chance. But ugggg. So disgusting but...... but.... I am touching his butt? uggg. not thinking about it. "I don't want to run anymore. In fact I would rather stay. I have matured alot on my little... exscursion, and I know what is better for me now. I've chosen. I want you. Don't make me run anymore. Just treat me right. I am not as self-supporting as I act sometimes."Bahh. His butt is moving. Uggg. Don't think about it, Eowyn. Well it is a rather nice butt.... uggg.... I shuddered and nearly hit myself.

Wormtongue stiffened in this to surprised to actually noticed my internal struggles. He laughed. He actually laughed. "Well I am sure I could accommodate your.... needs." He paused before saying the last word to wrap his arm around my shoulders. Ugg.. Does he have to hang on me? "Well it matters not. We are here. Here is your room you shall stay in." He led me to a dark doorway removed a lock shoved me in and came in after me.

Uggg.

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I need to go to bed now. This seems a good place to stop. I should write again sometime soon but I need to go to work in the morning and it is 11 already. Sorry about that. I hope that you can understand what has just transpired. I didn't want to go all out and say things but have it more over explain itself. Tell me what you think, and Ill put up the rest of this part soon, possibly tomorrow if I can.