Éowyn paced along the Palace of Gondor worriedly, as every time one would
enter her green eyes flicked towards the entrance. She could see clearly
the battle was over, though she did not know of the outcome of her brother,
her friends. Were they alive, or gravely injured? She had been tending to
the young captain Faramir but he was now asleep, his injuries no longer
life threatening. She had not been helpful; all she could have done was
hold his hand while Lord Elrond tended to his wounds, her own hand in a
sling after her fight with the Witch King.
"Please, be alive..."
The whispered words were carried along the empty room as she walked outside, wind blowing into her face as she smelled the smoke from Mount Doom. Her thoughts were with a certain young King, her heart warming when she pictured him seated upon his horse, his long dirty brown hair pulled back as grey eyes looked determined. He had been so hansom when they went to battle. She knew it could not be, his heart was given to another, a she- Elf, who's beauty she could never posses.
"He will be well; it is not his destiny to die in this battle. He will rule as King of Gondor."
Startled Éowyn turned around at the voice, her green eyes meeting the wise brown ones of the Lord of Rivendell. For the first time she saw the Elf she had been impressed, he carried himself with a gentleness that draw her towards him, though his face spoke of a sternness, one of a teacher. To hear him voice her thoughts shocked her to the core, for he was the father of Aragorn's betrothed, while she was longing for his future son in law.
"How did you..?"
Elrond graced her with a sad though kind smile, as he too stared into the distance, to where once Sauron ruled. It was strange, the stillness that now seemed to linger over the lands, where soon wounded and survivors would make their way to Gondor. She knew it would not last long.
"I can see the longing in your eyes Milady, though I an also see sadness. You are not meant to be with him, his heart lies with another. Be at peace with what little you can share with him, friendship is precious these days."
Éowyn gave a bitter laugh, though she knew the truth in his words. It still ached, the blunt yet kind words Aragorn had used to tell her it could not be. He had accepted her drink; he had accepted her love, without knowing what he had done.
"You speak wise words Lord Elrond; though I cannot help the way my heart beats whenever he comes close. In time, I will learn to accept."
She glanced to him as her arms wrapped around her thin frame, comforting herself for there was no coldness. The old Elf next to her never turned his ageless face towards her, just simply nodded as he took a step backwards, no doubt wanting to check on Faramir.
"May haps you will find that acceptance in the young Captain of Gondor?"
Puzzled she watched him go, as a frown marred her flawless pale features. Faramir? But she hardly knew him, why would the Lord tell her this? Little did she know Elrond had the gift of foresight.
She wanted o follow him, knowing there was naught she could do here, standing outside, staring to the now ruined Mordor. She was looking though not seeing, her thoughts were simply too occupied, until... Her green eyes narrowed, as she saw riders approaching with haste, leaving a dust of cloud in their wake. There were only three, though further away were more. Soon she would find out. She could not see who they were, though she could make out a figure in the first rider's arms.
"Oh no...Lord Elrond!"
She warned the healer immediately as she could only wait for them to reach her, with the Elf at her side.
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Here, it is another chapter. I know they are short, but I found out long chapters don't work with me; it's harder to keep writing when being forced to write long ones. On the other hand I update once every two days, so I figured they are allowed to be short ;)
Thanks everybody for reviewing, it's very much appreciated.
Chesuli - The Golden Hall of Edoras! Of course, how silly of me to mix them up! Thanks for letting me know, it seems I had some form of black out then. And don't worry; Legolas is going to be fine!
MelanyeBaggins - Oh no, please revive, wasn't meant to slay you! I'm glad you liked Éomer's points of view, there are still many more to come!
Silvertoekee - Éomer feels almost part of the Fellowship, at least in my point of view, so naturally he cares. The relationship between Eowyn and her brother was hardly mentioned in the movie, I felt there was an opportunity to explore and there is more to come. I don't know how long it takes for Legolas to heal *winks* it depends on how badly hurt he is.
Deana - Poor Legolas yes, and I'm not done with him yet, so hold on to your chair because you can expect a lot more. But I'm not going to tell yet.....
Sparrow Greenleaf - I know, it's very short but when I write this in Word it's a lot longer, I swear! And I'm intending to update a lot.
Elanor8 - You're welcome for Éomer's point of view ;) I actually don't know if it's going to be a long story, I will however write till I come to the end of the movie, and with my short chapters I think it will be a long one. Legolas to the hall of Mandos? Noooo, what would I do without the Mirkwood Elf?
Starlit hope - I sense you are somewhat of a fan of Éomer? *laughs*
Veboriel - Oh hun, don't worry, I've only written four chapters so far, and this is the fifth, so you're on time. Glad to see you did review though!! It's great to get responses from people who were wondering about the scene as well. What is it with you girls thinking I will kill our Leggy? Of course not! Well, maybe a little but still..hehehehe
MoroTheWolfGod - More is here!
"Please, be alive..."
The whispered words were carried along the empty room as she walked outside, wind blowing into her face as she smelled the smoke from Mount Doom. Her thoughts were with a certain young King, her heart warming when she pictured him seated upon his horse, his long dirty brown hair pulled back as grey eyes looked determined. He had been so hansom when they went to battle. She knew it could not be, his heart was given to another, a she- Elf, who's beauty she could never posses.
"He will be well; it is not his destiny to die in this battle. He will rule as King of Gondor."
Startled Éowyn turned around at the voice, her green eyes meeting the wise brown ones of the Lord of Rivendell. For the first time she saw the Elf she had been impressed, he carried himself with a gentleness that draw her towards him, though his face spoke of a sternness, one of a teacher. To hear him voice her thoughts shocked her to the core, for he was the father of Aragorn's betrothed, while she was longing for his future son in law.
"How did you..?"
Elrond graced her with a sad though kind smile, as he too stared into the distance, to where once Sauron ruled. It was strange, the stillness that now seemed to linger over the lands, where soon wounded and survivors would make their way to Gondor. She knew it would not last long.
"I can see the longing in your eyes Milady, though I an also see sadness. You are not meant to be with him, his heart lies with another. Be at peace with what little you can share with him, friendship is precious these days."
Éowyn gave a bitter laugh, though she knew the truth in his words. It still ached, the blunt yet kind words Aragorn had used to tell her it could not be. He had accepted her drink; he had accepted her love, without knowing what he had done.
"You speak wise words Lord Elrond; though I cannot help the way my heart beats whenever he comes close. In time, I will learn to accept."
She glanced to him as her arms wrapped around her thin frame, comforting herself for there was no coldness. The old Elf next to her never turned his ageless face towards her, just simply nodded as he took a step backwards, no doubt wanting to check on Faramir.
"May haps you will find that acceptance in the young Captain of Gondor?"
Puzzled she watched him go, as a frown marred her flawless pale features. Faramir? But she hardly knew him, why would the Lord tell her this? Little did she know Elrond had the gift of foresight.
She wanted o follow him, knowing there was naught she could do here, standing outside, staring to the now ruined Mordor. She was looking though not seeing, her thoughts were simply too occupied, until... Her green eyes narrowed, as she saw riders approaching with haste, leaving a dust of cloud in their wake. There were only three, though further away were more. Soon she would find out. She could not see who they were, though she could make out a figure in the first rider's arms.
"Oh no...Lord Elrond!"
She warned the healer immediately as she could only wait for them to reach her, with the Elf at her side.
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Here, it is another chapter. I know they are short, but I found out long chapters don't work with me; it's harder to keep writing when being forced to write long ones. On the other hand I update once every two days, so I figured they are allowed to be short ;)
Thanks everybody for reviewing, it's very much appreciated.
Chesuli - The Golden Hall of Edoras! Of course, how silly of me to mix them up! Thanks for letting me know, it seems I had some form of black out then. And don't worry; Legolas is going to be fine!
MelanyeBaggins - Oh no, please revive, wasn't meant to slay you! I'm glad you liked Éomer's points of view, there are still many more to come!
Silvertoekee - Éomer feels almost part of the Fellowship, at least in my point of view, so naturally he cares. The relationship between Eowyn and her brother was hardly mentioned in the movie, I felt there was an opportunity to explore and there is more to come. I don't know how long it takes for Legolas to heal *winks* it depends on how badly hurt he is.
Deana - Poor Legolas yes, and I'm not done with him yet, so hold on to your chair because you can expect a lot more. But I'm not going to tell yet.....
Sparrow Greenleaf - I know, it's very short but when I write this in Word it's a lot longer, I swear! And I'm intending to update a lot.
Elanor8 - You're welcome for Éomer's point of view ;) I actually don't know if it's going to be a long story, I will however write till I come to the end of the movie, and with my short chapters I think it will be a long one. Legolas to the hall of Mandos? Noooo, what would I do without the Mirkwood Elf?
Starlit hope - I sense you are somewhat of a fan of Éomer? *laughs*
Veboriel - Oh hun, don't worry, I've only written four chapters so far, and this is the fifth, so you're on time. Glad to see you did review though!! It's great to get responses from people who were wondering about the scene as well. What is it with you girls thinking I will kill our Leggy? Of course not! Well, maybe a little but still..hehehehe
MoroTheWolfGod - More is here!