Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. I'm glad I don't...
A/N: This is the second chapter! YEAH! Though I didn't get any reviews... maybe I am just a bad writer... I'm thinking about quitting writing... I probably will if I don't get any reviews or get some saying my story is stupid. That happened once and I took the story off, I have REALLY low self- esteem... Well, that's all, hope you enjoy! Please r&r!
"Speak!" said the man in a commanding voice.
I am Laiorë, from Mirkwood. I am going to visit my kin in Lothlorien. I went to Gondor first and after wished to go the long way around Rohan. I had not realized that I had entered Rohan. May I ask what your name is?" Aster said all this without thinking as though it was true. Weird! she thought.
"I am Eomer, Third Marshal of the Riddermark," said the man, dismounting. "My company will join me soon. You will come with us to Edoras, where King Theoden will decide what is to be done."
Suddenly, as though called by Eomer, Aster heard the sound of many horses approaching and soon they had formed a tight circle around her and Eomer.
"Hand over your weapons," Eomer commanded.
"I have none," Aster replied.
Eomer eyed her suspiciously then whistled, "Bredon." A bay mare came forward without a rider. "You will ride her, though you not be allowed to escape."
She mounted and some of the riders immediately rearranged into a close formation around her, so that there was no possibility of escape. They rode for a long time until in the distance they could see the Golden Hall gleaming ahead of them. The sun was setting before they reached Edoras. They came before the gates and dismounted. One of the men came forward and tied Aster's hands behind her back. They led her through the gate into the city.
It was windy in the city. The Riddermark flag of a mearas fluttered in the strong gusts. Most of the city was made up of small wooden houses, from which women and children gazed at the passing group. At the top of the hill was the Golden Hall were the kings of Rohan had dwelt for many lives of men.
They first stabled the horses while Aster waited with four men guarding so she would not run. They then went to the Golden Hall and entered. All along the walls were tapestries of the past kings motives. Aster looked at them in wonder and as she did she noticed a pale, thin man with black hair standing at the side of the hall near the door. Wormtongue.
Aster had seen the movies of the Lord of the Rings and as she looked up at Theoden he looked much as he had after Gandalf had released him from Saruman's spell. She guessed that it was several years before the Fellowship of the Ring. Beside the king stood his son, Theodred. Aster looked at him and felt a twinge of pain, for she knew that he would be slain by orcs. Beside Theodred stood Eowyn, who was watching Aster with interest.
Aster saw the king watching their progress. As they arrived before the dias upon which the throne sat, Eomer went forward and told the king about their journey and how they had found her. When he was done Theoden turned and studied Aster.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Laiorë of Mirkwood."
Why were you in the Riddermark?"
She told her story again. When she had finished Theoden looked thoughtful and turned to Eomer. They spoke in whispers for a while.
Theoden then spoke, "You will stay here for a time until we decide whether you are to be trusted or not. You are to stay in the Golden Hall."
"You could've just said that I would be a prisoner for a while and saved yourself a lot of trouble," Aster responded sarcastically. She saw Theodred and Eowyn smile out of the corner of her eye. "So...am I going to have a room, or will I be sleeping on the floor?"
Theoden did not answer her, but turned to Eowyn, "Find our guest a room, please, Eowyn."
As Aster followed Eowyn out of the room she muttered, "I'll take that as a yes to the room part."
Aster followed Eowyn through what seemed to be a maze of passages. Aster looked around what seemed to be her current home. 'Fun, fun, fun..." she thought, but out loud she said, "Am I supposed to be able to find my way back?"
Eowyn laughed, "This is the only way to the guest room still open."
"Well whoever stays there must get dizzy just getting to breakfast," Aster said as she walked up next to Eowyn.
Eowyn looked at her, as though about to ask something. She thought better of it and said, "Here, this is the room." She motioned to a door which they now stood in front of. "Well, I suppose I shall see you later."
"Namarie!" Aster said as she entered the room and closed the door. She looked around. The room was fairly small, and furnished only by a bed, a dresser and a mirror. There were no windows. She felt a though she were in a cage, with no hope of ever leaving.
A half hour after leaving Aster, Eowyn returned to find her staring at the blank wall as though she could bore a hole into it.
"Laiorë?"
"Huh! Oh...sorry. Do you need something, Lady Eowyn?"
"Don't call me 'Lady,'" Eowyn said sharply. Aster lifted her hands as though to say 'no offense meant.' "I'm sorry. I brought you dinner and I also brought you some clothes, so that you wouldn't have to wear what you have on the entire time."
"Thank you."
They talked for a while, while Aster ate her supper. Eowyn suddenly realized what time it was and left, apologizing. When she was gone, Aster lay back and thought about how she had gotten to Middle Earth.
Well... that's chapter two! I don't think I'll write chapter three until I get some reviews.
Anywho, definitely check out The Day School got TWISTED by THECheeseTurkey if you like randomness. Gondor Today by Kate the Tigeress is also a good one.
That's all. Please review!
A/N: This is the second chapter! YEAH! Though I didn't get any reviews... maybe I am just a bad writer... I'm thinking about quitting writing... I probably will if I don't get any reviews or get some saying my story is stupid. That happened once and I took the story off, I have REALLY low self- esteem... Well, that's all, hope you enjoy! Please r&r!
"Speak!" said the man in a commanding voice.
I am Laiorë, from Mirkwood. I am going to visit my kin in Lothlorien. I went to Gondor first and after wished to go the long way around Rohan. I had not realized that I had entered Rohan. May I ask what your name is?" Aster said all this without thinking as though it was true. Weird! she thought.
"I am Eomer, Third Marshal of the Riddermark," said the man, dismounting. "My company will join me soon. You will come with us to Edoras, where King Theoden will decide what is to be done."
Suddenly, as though called by Eomer, Aster heard the sound of many horses approaching and soon they had formed a tight circle around her and Eomer.
"Hand over your weapons," Eomer commanded.
"I have none," Aster replied.
Eomer eyed her suspiciously then whistled, "Bredon." A bay mare came forward without a rider. "You will ride her, though you not be allowed to escape."
She mounted and some of the riders immediately rearranged into a close formation around her, so that there was no possibility of escape. They rode for a long time until in the distance they could see the Golden Hall gleaming ahead of them. The sun was setting before they reached Edoras. They came before the gates and dismounted. One of the men came forward and tied Aster's hands behind her back. They led her through the gate into the city.
It was windy in the city. The Riddermark flag of a mearas fluttered in the strong gusts. Most of the city was made up of small wooden houses, from which women and children gazed at the passing group. At the top of the hill was the Golden Hall were the kings of Rohan had dwelt for many lives of men.
They first stabled the horses while Aster waited with four men guarding so she would not run. They then went to the Golden Hall and entered. All along the walls were tapestries of the past kings motives. Aster looked at them in wonder and as she did she noticed a pale, thin man with black hair standing at the side of the hall near the door. Wormtongue.
Aster had seen the movies of the Lord of the Rings and as she looked up at Theoden he looked much as he had after Gandalf had released him from Saruman's spell. She guessed that it was several years before the Fellowship of the Ring. Beside the king stood his son, Theodred. Aster looked at him and felt a twinge of pain, for she knew that he would be slain by orcs. Beside Theodred stood Eowyn, who was watching Aster with interest.
Aster saw the king watching their progress. As they arrived before the dias upon which the throne sat, Eomer went forward and told the king about their journey and how they had found her. When he was done Theoden turned and studied Aster.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Laiorë of Mirkwood."
Why were you in the Riddermark?"
She told her story again. When she had finished Theoden looked thoughtful and turned to Eomer. They spoke in whispers for a while.
Theoden then spoke, "You will stay here for a time until we decide whether you are to be trusted or not. You are to stay in the Golden Hall."
"You could've just said that I would be a prisoner for a while and saved yourself a lot of trouble," Aster responded sarcastically. She saw Theodred and Eowyn smile out of the corner of her eye. "So...am I going to have a room, or will I be sleeping on the floor?"
Theoden did not answer her, but turned to Eowyn, "Find our guest a room, please, Eowyn."
As Aster followed Eowyn out of the room she muttered, "I'll take that as a yes to the room part."
Aster followed Eowyn through what seemed to be a maze of passages. Aster looked around what seemed to be her current home. 'Fun, fun, fun..." she thought, but out loud she said, "Am I supposed to be able to find my way back?"
Eowyn laughed, "This is the only way to the guest room still open."
"Well whoever stays there must get dizzy just getting to breakfast," Aster said as she walked up next to Eowyn.
Eowyn looked at her, as though about to ask something. She thought better of it and said, "Here, this is the room." She motioned to a door which they now stood in front of. "Well, I suppose I shall see you later."
"Namarie!" Aster said as she entered the room and closed the door. She looked around. The room was fairly small, and furnished only by a bed, a dresser and a mirror. There were no windows. She felt a though she were in a cage, with no hope of ever leaving.
A half hour after leaving Aster, Eowyn returned to find her staring at the blank wall as though she could bore a hole into it.
"Laiorë?"
"Huh! Oh...sorry. Do you need something, Lady Eowyn?"
"Don't call me 'Lady,'" Eowyn said sharply. Aster lifted her hands as though to say 'no offense meant.' "I'm sorry. I brought you dinner and I also brought you some clothes, so that you wouldn't have to wear what you have on the entire time."
"Thank you."
They talked for a while, while Aster ate her supper. Eowyn suddenly realized what time it was and left, apologizing. When she was gone, Aster lay back and thought about how she had gotten to Middle Earth.
Well... that's chapter two! I don't think I'll write chapter three until I get some reviews.
Anywho, definitely check out The Day School got TWISTED by THECheeseTurkey if you like randomness. Gondor Today by Kate the Tigeress is also a good one.
That's all. Please review!