Disclaimer: you know it gets awfully annoying writing this over and over, but oh well. Let's see, oh yes… I don't own LOTR or any of its characters. The only characters that are mine are the ones that those that have read the books don't recognize. So yeah…
Chapter 4 The School
Théoden sat on his throne and looked out at the crown of people whom he ruled.
"I'm sure you are all wondering why you are here. It s because you have been chosen. Chosen because you are special, gifted, talented, and wise. You have been chosen to attend a school where your fellow students will be elves. Your teachers will be kings above elves, men, and dwarves. You will all learn so much from this experience. If you choose to go, which hopefully you will, you will be representing Rohan. I hope you all do us proud." He said. "If you choose to go, you must pack your bags and say your goodbyes. We will all be leaving at the end of 5 days. Be ready to go then. You will be gone for a year but will have chances to come home and visit your families at different times in the year. I know this is a hard decision to make, especially for the younger ones, but I believe it to be a smart choice. That is all." He finished. And with that he stood and left.
The room was silent. Then all at once the room burst into noise as everyone started talking about this school.
"Freda, why don't you go find your mother and tell her the news. She should know what is going on. Tell your brother the same." Eowyn said nicely to the little girl that she found so sweet. Freda nodded and left.
"Eowyn, if you will excuse me, I wish to go speak with the King." Eomer said to his sister.
"Of coarse Eomer. I will see you later?" she asked her brother and best friend.
"Yes sis. Farewell." He said and then disappeared in the crowd. Eowyn sat back down at the table and took a sip of the wine that had been placed there by one of the servants.
"Will you be going to the school, White Lady of Rohan?" said a voice from behind Eowyn. She turned to see who it was.
'Ah, Wor… I mean Grima! Well, yes I do believe I will be going to the school. And yourself?" she asked, not really caring at all.
"yes, if your fairness is going." He said trying to sound charming. Eowyn kept herself from rolling her eyes. She let out a chuckle. Not a chuckle because Grima had charmed her heart, as he foolishly believed, but because he actually believed there was anyway in all of Middle-Earth that she would care for him in such a way!
"If you will excuse me I have some things to do." Eowyn said, turning to leave. Grima grabbed her arm.
"Well, maybe I can come with you." Grima said. Eowyn pulled her arm out of his grasp.
"No, that's quite alright." She said coldly. Then she turned and stormed out. She walked away and went up the stair case leading to her room. When she got there she went out on her balcony and sat on the railing. She liked it here. It was quiet and it had a good view. A view of the whole town.
She wondered what the school would be like. She had always wanted to see an elf, and to be taught under one was just a dream! She hoped maybe they could teach her some of their skills that they use when in battle. Maybe…maybe… oh she couldn't believe she was thinking this! But well, maybe she would meet someone. Someone she could be err, more than friends with. "Oh Eowyn! Look what your turning into! A stupid prissy girl that only thinks about boys." She thought to herself.
Oh well. I mean, would it really be that bad to have a man (besides Grima) like her? Very few did. She was very intimidating, always fighting with the men, being a shield maiden and all. Maybe she would meet someone that would understand her. Maybe…