Author's Note: How do you get the words Italic or Bold? And how do you put
in the accents in names such as Eomer or Eowyn.
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Eowyn was pacing in front of the gates, and Eomer was leaning against one of the pillars with ease, but his eyes told otherwise.
"Eomer, we have to tell the King about Theodred's death now. And if this information gets to Wormtongue first, it is most likely that he'll say it was your fault Theodred died. And yes, King Theodred would believe it."
Eomer didn't say anything. But he knew his sister was right.
Eowyn pressed on.
"We have to tell him now. Besides, if we go there any later, Grima would be there before us. Let us go!" cried Eowyn. But Eomer didn't answer. And Eowyn knew how stubborn Eomer could be when he wanted to be. There was only one choice left.
After a good bit of yelling contest and a bruised arm, both of them marched into the Golden Hall where King Theoden was sitted on a chair. Eowyn looked up at the King with a broken heart. He looked so old, there was no trace left of him who rode with the Riders and hunted orcs.
"I will kill that Wormtongue with my bare hands," said Eomer grimly. "I swear, I will."
"You should save him for me Eomer. But that is not the point," snapped Eowyn, "now, let's speak to our uncle!" And both of them walked towards the throne, but they had no idea that an hour later everything they knew would be changed.
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"So you're banished, just like that," whispered Eowyn angrily. There was no trace of her usual calmness, just frustration. "I have already lost my cousin Eomer, and now I'm going to lose you." Bitterly, she buried her face in Eomer's chest.
"I'm sorry I acted without thinking," apologized Eomer as he held the white robed figure in his arms.
Eowyn looked up. Her eyes were shooting daggers. "But how dare they banish YOU? You are a nephew of the King and one of the best warriors in Mark! How- " she howled until Eomer placed his hand upon her mouth, shushing her up for a while.
When Eomer lifted his hand, Eowyn took a deep breath, and said, "And you LET him banish you. Why did you do that? You know as well as I that it's forbidden to assault a King's counselor," said Eowyn a trifle more grimly.
"I'm sorry, but when I saw him going into your chamber-" his voice trailed off in anger.
Eowyn sighed. She knew Eomer was always protective of her, and he acted even worse than Theodred. And it made it impossible for Eomer to handle those particular situations with Grima without coming very close to punching him. Eowyn decide to continue lightly, not wanting to get Eomer more upset than he already was.
"You're hopeless," Eowyn sighed.
"Eomer, I know you will leave Edoras with third marshal and join the other banished Riders," said Eowyn, as Eomer glanced behind her and frowned. "I know you will. But when will you leave?"
"Possibly now," answered a cold voice behind them. Eowyn turned, and saw the King's Counsellor standing there, looking down his nose at Eomer.
Briegly, Eowyn wondered where he got the courage to handle her brother like that. But then, there was a group of soldiers behind him, all holding their unsheathed swords. She didn't quite notice Wormtongue grinning at her evilly. She was trying hard to stop Eomer from unsheathing his own sword.
"Then I'm afraid you'll have to wait, snake," replied Eowyn with her gray eyes flashing dangerously. "You don't dare to make him leave without getting prepared, and the King never mentioned when he would have to leave," she wansn't sure abuot it, but never would she make her brother leave so early.
"Brother, lets go." She spat, and they left, leaving Wormtongue to fume furiously behind.
Eomer and Eowyn quickly went to the courtyard behind the front gate of Meduseld. First thing they had to do was to summon the Riders. But the Riders somehow heard about Eomer's banishment and knew that they were going to be away for a long time, since they packed all their foods, clothes, and weapons. There were about 50 of the Riders waiting. They were ready.
One of the Riders, Eothain, dismounted and bowed to Eomer in Rider's fashion to acknowledge that it will be him who will be in charge of the marshal. Then Eothain spoke.
"My lord, we have heard the news of your banishment. And we are ready to ride under your command. There will be 58 more Riders joining us after we leave," said Eothain.
"Thank you Eothain. You have done well. Riders, you shall wait at the northern field ten leagues away from Meduseld," commanded Eomer. Taking his command, Riders immediately rode away. Eowyn watched the Riders go.
"It is always amazing to see the Riders," commented Eomer. "They know exactly what you're thinking, or expecting."
"Well, you'd better go. I will get your horse Eomer." Eowyn paused for a while. She wanted to ask if she can follow him, but she knew too well that Eomer would say no. She cannot abandon her duty, he would say.
Eowyn walked up to the stable and took out Eomer's horse. It was snowy white and had beautiful gray mane. It was one of the best horses in Rohan, and Eomer took care of it very well. She saw her own horse, Windfola, a strong gray stallion. How she longed to ride her as she used to when she was younger! But it was impossible for her to do so. As women of the court, it was forbidden for her to ride without the King's permission. And the King is more or less than a deaf these days except to the words of Grima.
She carefully dragged Eomer's horse and brought it to Eomer. Eomer said thank you and mounted the horse. He trotted his horse to the gate, where Grima was still standing. To his surprise, there was a crowd of people awaiting for him, much to his surprise.
"Eomer son of Eomund, the leader of the Riders, we gather here to wish a safe journey and good luck!" cried one of the man, and the others cheered.
Eowyn smiled at the sight of the men and women infront of her brother. Eomer is popular among his people, she thought. Eowyn saw one of the man hand him his helmet and his spear.
She smiled.
~~~ Author's Note: I know this story is stupid, and sorry for not updating at all. But I had a huge end of the term exam and had no time to write. Oh, Dark Wanderer, can you keep giving me more and more tips of writing a GOOD story? I don't think my story is good at all and I really need help!!! And to other people, please review!!!
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Eowyn was pacing in front of the gates, and Eomer was leaning against one of the pillars with ease, but his eyes told otherwise.
"Eomer, we have to tell the King about Theodred's death now. And if this information gets to Wormtongue first, it is most likely that he'll say it was your fault Theodred died. And yes, King Theodred would believe it."
Eomer didn't say anything. But he knew his sister was right.
Eowyn pressed on.
"We have to tell him now. Besides, if we go there any later, Grima would be there before us. Let us go!" cried Eowyn. But Eomer didn't answer. And Eowyn knew how stubborn Eomer could be when he wanted to be. There was only one choice left.
After a good bit of yelling contest and a bruised arm, both of them marched into the Golden Hall where King Theoden was sitted on a chair. Eowyn looked up at the King with a broken heart. He looked so old, there was no trace left of him who rode with the Riders and hunted orcs.
"I will kill that Wormtongue with my bare hands," said Eomer grimly. "I swear, I will."
"You should save him for me Eomer. But that is not the point," snapped Eowyn, "now, let's speak to our uncle!" And both of them walked towards the throne, but they had no idea that an hour later everything they knew would be changed.
~~~
"So you're banished, just like that," whispered Eowyn angrily. There was no trace of her usual calmness, just frustration. "I have already lost my cousin Eomer, and now I'm going to lose you." Bitterly, she buried her face in Eomer's chest.
"I'm sorry I acted without thinking," apologized Eomer as he held the white robed figure in his arms.
Eowyn looked up. Her eyes were shooting daggers. "But how dare they banish YOU? You are a nephew of the King and one of the best warriors in Mark! How- " she howled until Eomer placed his hand upon her mouth, shushing her up for a while.
When Eomer lifted his hand, Eowyn took a deep breath, and said, "And you LET him banish you. Why did you do that? You know as well as I that it's forbidden to assault a King's counselor," said Eowyn a trifle more grimly.
"I'm sorry, but when I saw him going into your chamber-" his voice trailed off in anger.
Eowyn sighed. She knew Eomer was always protective of her, and he acted even worse than Theodred. And it made it impossible for Eomer to handle those particular situations with Grima without coming very close to punching him. Eowyn decide to continue lightly, not wanting to get Eomer more upset than he already was.
"You're hopeless," Eowyn sighed.
"Eomer, I know you will leave Edoras with third marshal and join the other banished Riders," said Eowyn, as Eomer glanced behind her and frowned. "I know you will. But when will you leave?"
"Possibly now," answered a cold voice behind them. Eowyn turned, and saw the King's Counsellor standing there, looking down his nose at Eomer.
Briegly, Eowyn wondered where he got the courage to handle her brother like that. But then, there was a group of soldiers behind him, all holding their unsheathed swords. She didn't quite notice Wormtongue grinning at her evilly. She was trying hard to stop Eomer from unsheathing his own sword.
"Then I'm afraid you'll have to wait, snake," replied Eowyn with her gray eyes flashing dangerously. "You don't dare to make him leave without getting prepared, and the King never mentioned when he would have to leave," she wansn't sure abuot it, but never would she make her brother leave so early.
"Brother, lets go." She spat, and they left, leaving Wormtongue to fume furiously behind.
Eomer and Eowyn quickly went to the courtyard behind the front gate of Meduseld. First thing they had to do was to summon the Riders. But the Riders somehow heard about Eomer's banishment and knew that they were going to be away for a long time, since they packed all their foods, clothes, and weapons. There were about 50 of the Riders waiting. They were ready.
One of the Riders, Eothain, dismounted and bowed to Eomer in Rider's fashion to acknowledge that it will be him who will be in charge of the marshal. Then Eothain spoke.
"My lord, we have heard the news of your banishment. And we are ready to ride under your command. There will be 58 more Riders joining us after we leave," said Eothain.
"Thank you Eothain. You have done well. Riders, you shall wait at the northern field ten leagues away from Meduseld," commanded Eomer. Taking his command, Riders immediately rode away. Eowyn watched the Riders go.
"It is always amazing to see the Riders," commented Eomer. "They know exactly what you're thinking, or expecting."
"Well, you'd better go. I will get your horse Eomer." Eowyn paused for a while. She wanted to ask if she can follow him, but she knew too well that Eomer would say no. She cannot abandon her duty, he would say.
Eowyn walked up to the stable and took out Eomer's horse. It was snowy white and had beautiful gray mane. It was one of the best horses in Rohan, and Eomer took care of it very well. She saw her own horse, Windfola, a strong gray stallion. How she longed to ride her as she used to when she was younger! But it was impossible for her to do so. As women of the court, it was forbidden for her to ride without the King's permission. And the King is more or less than a deaf these days except to the words of Grima.
She carefully dragged Eomer's horse and brought it to Eomer. Eomer said thank you and mounted the horse. He trotted his horse to the gate, where Grima was still standing. To his surprise, there was a crowd of people awaiting for him, much to his surprise.
"Eomer son of Eomund, the leader of the Riders, we gather here to wish a safe journey and good luck!" cried one of the man, and the others cheered.
Eowyn smiled at the sight of the men and women infront of her brother. Eomer is popular among his people, she thought. Eowyn saw one of the man hand him his helmet and his spear.
She smiled.
~~~ Author's Note: I know this story is stupid, and sorry for not updating at all. But I had a huge end of the term exam and had no time to write. Oh, Dark Wanderer, can you keep giving me more and more tips of writing a GOOD story? I don't think my story is good at all and I really need help!!! And to other people, please review!!!