I opened the large doors separating Eomer's bedchambers from the rest of
the world, and took a step into the hall very carefully. There didn't seem
to be a whole lot of activity, and the servants who did pass me did not
seem to sense my extreme confusion. How was I supposed to know which
direction was west? I lazily walked around the halls for a bit, not exactly
sure of where I was going, but I knew that eventually I would run into the
man himself or someone who knew where he was.
As I was spacing out, and walking around a narrow corner, I happened to walk straight into a young man and I knocked him clear off his feet. I stood over him in shock for a few moments and then began to apologize profusely.
"I am so sorry, I did not see you. I should have been watching where I was going." As I was about to extend my arm to help him up, I remembered that I was a queen, who was not supposed to help fallen underlings.
"Quite alright, highness." The young man smiled at me as he got to his feet and bowed his head.
"Have you seen my husband. I can't seem to find him anywhere." I said in my best "royal" voice.
"Well, I saw him down in the gardens naught but a minute ago." The young man replied.
Great, I thought. I know where he is, but how do I get there? Doesn't anybody know that I've never been here before?
I was about to forget about finding Eomer and letting him come after me, but the young man spoke up again.
"Would you like me to escort you there, your majesty?"
"Yes, I would like that very much."
The walk to the gardens lasted a few minutes, which I spent attempting to have a conversation with my young escort. Upon my arrival in the gardens, Eomer spotted me and ran over to me from his position along the wall, looking out at his city. We embraced and I kissed him on the cheek, before I turned to thank my kind escort.
"Thank you for bringing me here, and again, I'm terribly sorry about running into you. I hope you're not hurt." I said
"You ran into him?" Eomer chuckled.
"Aye, she did your majesty. But there was no harm done." The young man answered.
"Well, even the most graceful among us are allowed to make mistakes now and then. I thank you for bringing my wife safely to me, without having her knock over any more of the servants, Dunwold."
"The pleasure is all mine, my lord. May I be of further use to you?" Dunwold asked.
"Just see to it that Firefoot and Seaspray are fed, saddled and ready for a ride this evening. And continue to make sure that my wife and I are not disturbed." Eomer said, taking my hand and pulling me closer to him.
"As you wish." Dunwold replied. With a curt bow he was gone. I was alone with Eomer once again, and as I turned to say something to him, he already had me trapped in a kiss. I completely forgot what I was going to ask him.
As we separated slowly, he smiled and led me over to a stone bench where he sat down and pulled me down onto his lap and wrapped his arms securely around my hips.
"Now, about this surprise you were talking about earlier..." I began. Eomer laughed and kissed me again.
"Oh, be patient. What if I intend on making you work for this surprise?" He winked at me, which I was sure was not something a prim and proper king would do. But then again, Eomer was not supposed to be king, he was a Marshal of the Mark. He was a real person. And being that there was no royal blood in my veins either, I found the wink, and the slight smirk on his face to be absolutely irresistible.
"I have ways of making you tell me." I said mischeviously.
"Do you now?" He asked, moving his face very close to mine.
"Oh yes." I whispered against his lips. Eomer slid his hand behind my head and was gearing up to pull me into another kiss when I backed away and smiled at him wickedly.
Eomer groaned and leaned back a little.
"You plan on teasing it out of me?" He growled in frustration.
"Not entirely, but it is a major element of my plan." I smiled at him again, and disentangled myself from his arms. I stood and walked over to the wall of the garden and got my first good look at the city of Edoras.
"It really is a beautiful city. I really do not get to look at it long enough to appreciate it sometimes." I said, somewhat to myself.
Eomer stood up and walked up behind me, nuzzling the back of my neck. I pushed back against him, allowing him to feel every inch of my body before I pulled away slowly.
"How much more of this must I endure, my little temptress?" He asked.
"As much as you can, I suppose. I will get what I want out of you, and then I will give in and let you have me." I said, sitting down in the grass.
"So it is to be a battle then. If only the war had been fought like this....how am I to go about this? You have me about ready to burst. I may just reach a point where I throw you over my shoulder and take you to the nearest dark corner. But I must have at least some resolve, and prove that I have some willpower and strength left." As he continued to strategize, I began to think more about my predicament. There may be an explanation as to why I came here, of all the other places in the universe. And where there is an explanation, there is a way for me to get back to my world. Then again, why would I ever want to go back? At least here, my life was set out in front of me. I had a high ranking position, a gorgeous husband and I was living in the place I had always fantasized about. Hmmm decisions decisions.
Eomer plopped down in the grass beside me and looked me straight in the eyes with a look of fierce determination.
"Do your worst." He said, scowling at me.
"Very well." I said, smiling wickedly again. I got on all fours next to him and slowly crawled into his lap. I began at his neck, biting and licking my way all around it, moving up to his lips and kissing him gently before moving back down to his neck. Hearing him groan with a mix of pleasure and frustration is definitely a very rewarding sound. In another few minutes he surrendered.
"Alright, you win. I will tell you what your surprise is. Your family is coming from Dol Amroth to visit. I sent word when you announced that you were with child and your father insisted that he come to Edoras to celebrate the good news. Oh, and your cousin Faramir is coming too, along with my sister." He smiled as he pulled me into his arms.
My family? Great.
"They'll be here in three days."
As I was spacing out, and walking around a narrow corner, I happened to walk straight into a young man and I knocked him clear off his feet. I stood over him in shock for a few moments and then began to apologize profusely.
"I am so sorry, I did not see you. I should have been watching where I was going." As I was about to extend my arm to help him up, I remembered that I was a queen, who was not supposed to help fallen underlings.
"Quite alright, highness." The young man smiled at me as he got to his feet and bowed his head.
"Have you seen my husband. I can't seem to find him anywhere." I said in my best "royal" voice.
"Well, I saw him down in the gardens naught but a minute ago." The young man replied.
Great, I thought. I know where he is, but how do I get there? Doesn't anybody know that I've never been here before?
I was about to forget about finding Eomer and letting him come after me, but the young man spoke up again.
"Would you like me to escort you there, your majesty?"
"Yes, I would like that very much."
The walk to the gardens lasted a few minutes, which I spent attempting to have a conversation with my young escort. Upon my arrival in the gardens, Eomer spotted me and ran over to me from his position along the wall, looking out at his city. We embraced and I kissed him on the cheek, before I turned to thank my kind escort.
"Thank you for bringing me here, and again, I'm terribly sorry about running into you. I hope you're not hurt." I said
"You ran into him?" Eomer chuckled.
"Aye, she did your majesty. But there was no harm done." The young man answered.
"Well, even the most graceful among us are allowed to make mistakes now and then. I thank you for bringing my wife safely to me, without having her knock over any more of the servants, Dunwold."
"The pleasure is all mine, my lord. May I be of further use to you?" Dunwold asked.
"Just see to it that Firefoot and Seaspray are fed, saddled and ready for a ride this evening. And continue to make sure that my wife and I are not disturbed." Eomer said, taking my hand and pulling me closer to him.
"As you wish." Dunwold replied. With a curt bow he was gone. I was alone with Eomer once again, and as I turned to say something to him, he already had me trapped in a kiss. I completely forgot what I was going to ask him.
As we separated slowly, he smiled and led me over to a stone bench where he sat down and pulled me down onto his lap and wrapped his arms securely around my hips.
"Now, about this surprise you were talking about earlier..." I began. Eomer laughed and kissed me again.
"Oh, be patient. What if I intend on making you work for this surprise?" He winked at me, which I was sure was not something a prim and proper king would do. But then again, Eomer was not supposed to be king, he was a Marshal of the Mark. He was a real person. And being that there was no royal blood in my veins either, I found the wink, and the slight smirk on his face to be absolutely irresistible.
"I have ways of making you tell me." I said mischeviously.
"Do you now?" He asked, moving his face very close to mine.
"Oh yes." I whispered against his lips. Eomer slid his hand behind my head and was gearing up to pull me into another kiss when I backed away and smiled at him wickedly.
Eomer groaned and leaned back a little.
"You plan on teasing it out of me?" He growled in frustration.
"Not entirely, but it is a major element of my plan." I smiled at him again, and disentangled myself from his arms. I stood and walked over to the wall of the garden and got my first good look at the city of Edoras.
"It really is a beautiful city. I really do not get to look at it long enough to appreciate it sometimes." I said, somewhat to myself.
Eomer stood up and walked up behind me, nuzzling the back of my neck. I pushed back against him, allowing him to feel every inch of my body before I pulled away slowly.
"How much more of this must I endure, my little temptress?" He asked.
"As much as you can, I suppose. I will get what I want out of you, and then I will give in and let you have me." I said, sitting down in the grass.
"So it is to be a battle then. If only the war had been fought like this....how am I to go about this? You have me about ready to burst. I may just reach a point where I throw you over my shoulder and take you to the nearest dark corner. But I must have at least some resolve, and prove that I have some willpower and strength left." As he continued to strategize, I began to think more about my predicament. There may be an explanation as to why I came here, of all the other places in the universe. And where there is an explanation, there is a way for me to get back to my world. Then again, why would I ever want to go back? At least here, my life was set out in front of me. I had a high ranking position, a gorgeous husband and I was living in the place I had always fantasized about. Hmmm decisions decisions.
Eomer plopped down in the grass beside me and looked me straight in the eyes with a look of fierce determination.
"Do your worst." He said, scowling at me.
"Very well." I said, smiling wickedly again. I got on all fours next to him and slowly crawled into his lap. I began at his neck, biting and licking my way all around it, moving up to his lips and kissing him gently before moving back down to his neck. Hearing him groan with a mix of pleasure and frustration is definitely a very rewarding sound. In another few minutes he surrendered.
"Alright, you win. I will tell you what your surprise is. Your family is coming from Dol Amroth to visit. I sent word when you announced that you were with child and your father insisted that he come to Edoras to celebrate the good news. Oh, and your cousin Faramir is coming too, along with my sister." He smiled as he pulled me into his arms.
My family? Great.
"They'll be here in three days."