Chapter 2-A gift
Thanks to those that reviewed! I really appreciated the feedback must my problem is this is my first fic and I honestly don't know how to how to improve on those things. I will try though.
Please read and Review!
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Aragorn sunk into his chair, was Imrahil right? He was more than likely right but it was just too hard for him to let go of Arwen. He could still remember the day he first beheld her in the fair valley of Rivendell, she was truly the most beautiful thing he had seen. It didn't matter now because she had chosen to leave and sail with her Kin.
No he would not think about this, he had things to do and sitting in self resentment was not going to aid him in any way. And so he decided that he would go and look for Eowyn, perhaps if he just talked to her or said he was sorry he would feel better. Before briefly taking a look around to see if there were any serving women who could tell him where he would find her, he stood up ad went in search of his wife.
He began his search in the gardens of Minas Tirith, she was usually seen here but he did not find her. So he asked if anyone knew where he could find her but received only blank faces and mumbled apologies. Then he decided to look in her chamber but still she was not there. Slightly perplexed he sat down on her bed and looked around. Her chamber was much different to his. He had always been use to making a new home and had not taken much care in his furnishings, but Eowyn had many things that were probably from her room in Rohan. There were rich tapestries on the wall and she had a small vase that had freshly picked lilies. Even the blankets on her bed were Rohirric. It did not take him long to notice that there was not much that suggested she even lived in Gondor. The only object that were of Gondor was a desk that was littered with books and parchment.
It was not long before he gave up his search, he could not find her and he had many other matters to attend to. However it awoke some curiosity as to where she might be. Maybe she was trying to avoid his company purposely, or maybe she had gone for a ride somewhere.
Meanwhile Eowyn was sitting lost in thought in the garden of the Houses of Healing. The day was indeed fair and it reminded her of the days when she was under the black breath, awaiting news of War. Ever since her marriage to the Aragorn she couldn't help but feel a little sory that she had chosen to be the Queen of Gondor. It just did not make sense when she thought about it now, the only affection Aragorn had ever bestowed upon her was a kiss on the check on their wedding day. She let out a sigh as she stood up to return to her duties when she realised that the Lord Faramir was walking towards her. She let a small smile appear on her face when he spoke.
"Good Morning My Lady, this message just arrived from your brother" he said.
After hearing this her eyes lit up with joy."At least somebody remembered" she muttered under her breath but realising he had indeed heard her she added
"Thankyou My Lord, it was kindly done to bring this to me"
"Wait My Lady, I would also like to give you something also" he said as he reached into his pocket. After a few seconds he pulled out a small velvet pouch and he said
"this was the necklace that my mother use to wear with the blue mantle that I gave you in the houses of healing. I thought you should have it. Happy birthday Lady Eowyn" and with that he turned around and made his way back through the garden feeling content that he was one of the few who had remembered.
Eowyn once again found herself sitting and she carefully Slid the fine chain onto her palm so she could look at her gift. It was truly beautiful, a silver chain and the pendant looked to be made of silver also. At first she thought it was a sun but she soon decided it was a star which made more sense. Suddenly she realised that she would have to find Lord Faramir later and thank him for his gift. Then she looked in her other hand and noticed the message from her brother and she opened it carefully also. It read in his rather untidy script
iTo my dearest sister
Just writing to wish you a happy birthday. I am truly sorry that I could not come to Minas Tirith and see you but things have been busy here. I hope things are going well for you and I am assuming they are because it has been long since I last heard from you. Also the gift I have sent you should be waiting you in the stables. Much love
your brother Eomer/i
Eowyn folded the letter up feeling both sad and excited. Her brother had insisted that she be given a better horse and that was obviously what he had sent. However that could wait, for now she was content to just be alone. It did not take long for her thoughts to wonder to her husband. She was not in the least surprised when he failed to remember what day today was. But then she thought that perhaps she was being selfish, after all Aragorn was a busy man and she could not expect him to care about her when he had been in love with another for so many years. Soon she came to a decision, tonight she would go to her husband and ask him if she could visit her brother in Edoras. He was sure to say yes. Eowyn bent down to run her fingers through the water in a small pool and smiled, if she could go home she would be away from everything here and close to everything she loved. knowing that this was a wonderful idea she stood and swiftly left the Houses of Healing and made for the stables to see her new horse.
I am sorry if this is not an improvement on the first chapter. I really am trying!
Thanks to those that reviewed! I really appreciated the feedback must my problem is this is my first fic and I honestly don't know how to how to improve on those things. I will try though.
Please read and Review!
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Aragorn sunk into his chair, was Imrahil right? He was more than likely right but it was just too hard for him to let go of Arwen. He could still remember the day he first beheld her in the fair valley of Rivendell, she was truly the most beautiful thing he had seen. It didn't matter now because she had chosen to leave and sail with her Kin.
No he would not think about this, he had things to do and sitting in self resentment was not going to aid him in any way. And so he decided that he would go and look for Eowyn, perhaps if he just talked to her or said he was sorry he would feel better. Before briefly taking a look around to see if there were any serving women who could tell him where he would find her, he stood up ad went in search of his wife.
He began his search in the gardens of Minas Tirith, she was usually seen here but he did not find her. So he asked if anyone knew where he could find her but received only blank faces and mumbled apologies. Then he decided to look in her chamber but still she was not there. Slightly perplexed he sat down on her bed and looked around. Her chamber was much different to his. He had always been use to making a new home and had not taken much care in his furnishings, but Eowyn had many things that were probably from her room in Rohan. There were rich tapestries on the wall and she had a small vase that had freshly picked lilies. Even the blankets on her bed were Rohirric. It did not take him long to notice that there was not much that suggested she even lived in Gondor. The only object that were of Gondor was a desk that was littered with books and parchment.
It was not long before he gave up his search, he could not find her and he had many other matters to attend to. However it awoke some curiosity as to where she might be. Maybe she was trying to avoid his company purposely, or maybe she had gone for a ride somewhere.
Meanwhile Eowyn was sitting lost in thought in the garden of the Houses of Healing. The day was indeed fair and it reminded her of the days when she was under the black breath, awaiting news of War. Ever since her marriage to the Aragorn she couldn't help but feel a little sory that she had chosen to be the Queen of Gondor. It just did not make sense when she thought about it now, the only affection Aragorn had ever bestowed upon her was a kiss on the check on their wedding day. She let out a sigh as she stood up to return to her duties when she realised that the Lord Faramir was walking towards her. She let a small smile appear on her face when he spoke.
"Good Morning My Lady, this message just arrived from your brother" he said.
After hearing this her eyes lit up with joy."At least somebody remembered" she muttered under her breath but realising he had indeed heard her she added
"Thankyou My Lord, it was kindly done to bring this to me"
"Wait My Lady, I would also like to give you something also" he said as he reached into his pocket. After a few seconds he pulled out a small velvet pouch and he said
"this was the necklace that my mother use to wear with the blue mantle that I gave you in the houses of healing. I thought you should have it. Happy birthday Lady Eowyn" and with that he turned around and made his way back through the garden feeling content that he was one of the few who had remembered.
Eowyn once again found herself sitting and she carefully Slid the fine chain onto her palm so she could look at her gift. It was truly beautiful, a silver chain and the pendant looked to be made of silver also. At first she thought it was a sun but she soon decided it was a star which made more sense. Suddenly she realised that she would have to find Lord Faramir later and thank him for his gift. Then she looked in her other hand and noticed the message from her brother and she opened it carefully also. It read in his rather untidy script
iTo my dearest sister
Just writing to wish you a happy birthday. I am truly sorry that I could not come to Minas Tirith and see you but things have been busy here. I hope things are going well for you and I am assuming they are because it has been long since I last heard from you. Also the gift I have sent you should be waiting you in the stables. Much love
your brother Eomer/i
Eowyn folded the letter up feeling both sad and excited. Her brother had insisted that she be given a better horse and that was obviously what he had sent. However that could wait, for now she was content to just be alone. It did not take long for her thoughts to wonder to her husband. She was not in the least surprised when he failed to remember what day today was. But then she thought that perhaps she was being selfish, after all Aragorn was a busy man and she could not expect him to care about her when he had been in love with another for so many years. Soon she came to a decision, tonight she would go to her husband and ask him if she could visit her brother in Edoras. He was sure to say yes. Eowyn bent down to run her fingers through the water in a small pool and smiled, if she could go home she would be away from everything here and close to everything she loved. knowing that this was a wonderful idea she stood and swiftly left the Houses of Healing and made for the stables to see her new horse.
I am sorry if this is not an improvement on the first chapter. I really am trying!