Title: All I Wanted
SUmmary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: all reviews are welcome all flames will be torn apart and set on fire to keep me warm
Now on to the reviewers
Firniswin: I wish to thank you for your review. Here is an update for you.
Helen Brock: The flamer has in no way kept me from writing. I acutually updated my other two fics last night. Thanks for your review.
Mystkyten: Thanks! I am serious. I liked writing this fic for my friend. SHe enjoyed it and I am glad you are also.
rohan-nitpick: Ummm I hope you do not continue to read. Sorry to say this but I do not enjoy your reviews at all. Tact is a keyword there.
Now on to the few reviewers here is the next chapter
Chapter 3
Eomer rode hard out of Rohan, out to the outskirts of the forest. He
had heard the men speak of orcs there and he wished to see if it were
true. He slowed his horse as they came up to the edge and listened
intently. He sat there for many minutes before hearing the dreaded
tongue called black speech pierce his ears.
There seemed to be only two, perhaps scouts. As quick as he could he
pulled his bow around and notched an arrow. The first found it's
target and the orc fell dead. Eomer grinned from ear to ear then
realized the other was running full force towards him. He quickly
pull the reins and heeled his horse. The horse took off in a gallop;
the orc on his heels. Eomer turned and fired at the orc missing the
first time. Determined he notched another arrow, but had to steady
himself as the horse almost tossed him. Aiming carefully he fired and
the second orc fell dead where he ran. Eomer patted his horse and
hurried back home very happy in his days task.
~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~
Day after day went by, Eomer sneaking off to train each one. BY the
last day before the competition he felt very confident. He knew he
was going to succeed no matter what.
Each day Theodred had questioned him about where he had been, but
Eomer would say nothing.
Hours later.........
Eomer was tired and worn out. He quietly climbed the stairs to his
room and fell still in his clothes on the bed. He was exhausted and
in no time he was asleep.
Theoden came in hours later. He had wondered why Eomer had not come
down for dinner. He slowly walked to the bed, and sat down. He looked
down at the child and sighed. "Eomer why do you try so hard, only to
fail."
Theoden did not wish to see his nephew go through the competition. As
he sat stroking the boy's hair Theodred walked in.
"Father I thought I might find you here. he also looked at the
child. "He tries so hard to please you."
"He does please me, does he not know this?"
Theodred wanted to tell his father of Eomer's daily outings, but he
had promised the boy so he remained silent.
"Tomorrow when he does not complete the first task, I will still
praise him for trying. He is too young anyway; I do not know why he
even thought he could." Theoden said.
"He does it all for you father, he always has. He has always wanted
your acceptance." Theodred answered.
Theoden kissed Eomer upon the head and pulled the covers up to his
chin. "My love and praise he has, along with my heart," and with that
he left the child to dream.
until next time!
Namaarie!
SUmmary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: all reviews are welcome all flames will be torn apart and set on fire to keep me warm
Now on to the reviewers
Firniswin: I wish to thank you for your review. Here is an update for you.
Helen Brock: The flamer has in no way kept me from writing. I acutually updated my other two fics last night. Thanks for your review.
Mystkyten: Thanks! I am serious. I liked writing this fic for my friend. SHe enjoyed it and I am glad you are also.
rohan-nitpick: Ummm I hope you do not continue to read. Sorry to say this but I do not enjoy your reviews at all. Tact is a keyword there.
Now on to the few reviewers here is the next chapter
Chapter 3
Eomer rode hard out of Rohan, out to the outskirts of the forest. He
had heard the men speak of orcs there and he wished to see if it were
true. He slowed his horse as they came up to the edge and listened
intently. He sat there for many minutes before hearing the dreaded
tongue called black speech pierce his ears.
There seemed to be only two, perhaps scouts. As quick as he could he
pulled his bow around and notched an arrow. The first found it's
target and the orc fell dead. Eomer grinned from ear to ear then
realized the other was running full force towards him. He quickly
pull the reins and heeled his horse. The horse took off in a gallop;
the orc on his heels. Eomer turned and fired at the orc missing the
first time. Determined he notched another arrow, but had to steady
himself as the horse almost tossed him. Aiming carefully he fired and
the second orc fell dead where he ran. Eomer patted his horse and
hurried back home very happy in his days task.
~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~
Day after day went by, Eomer sneaking off to train each one. BY the
last day before the competition he felt very confident. He knew he
was going to succeed no matter what.
Each day Theodred had questioned him about where he had been, but
Eomer would say nothing.
Hours later.........
Eomer was tired and worn out. He quietly climbed the stairs to his
room and fell still in his clothes on the bed. He was exhausted and
in no time he was asleep.
Theoden came in hours later. He had wondered why Eomer had not come
down for dinner. He slowly walked to the bed, and sat down. He looked
down at the child and sighed. "Eomer why do you try so hard, only to
fail."
Theoden did not wish to see his nephew go through the competition. As
he sat stroking the boy's hair Theodred walked in.
"Father I thought I might find you here. he also looked at the
child. "He tries so hard to please you."
"He does please me, does he not know this?"
Theodred wanted to tell his father of Eomer's daily outings, but he
had promised the boy so he remained silent.
"Tomorrow when he does not complete the first task, I will still
praise him for trying. He is too young anyway; I do not know why he
even thought he could." Theoden said.
"He does it all for you father, he always has. He has always wanted
your acceptance." Theodred answered.
Theoden kissed Eomer upon the head and pulled the covers up to his
chin. "My love and praise he has, along with my heart," and with that
he left the child to dream.
until next time!
Namaarie!