Chapter Five
Grima decided that after the night's events he would ride to Isenguard. But first he had to take care of things here. How could it of happened? By now the King, Theodred and a host of guards were gathered.
"My Lady Eowyn, what did you see of this?"
"A man all clad in black came into our room, I woke up and so did Eomer, he drew his sword and asked what he was doing here. Then he slit his throat, r- right in front of me!"
"It must be the same killer, Faramir's name has been cleared it would appear."
"Indeed so Theodred, but this is even more concerning, not knowing who it is, I shall ride to Isenguard to speak with Saruman, perhaps he can send people to help us." Theoden, Theodred and Eowyn all agreed to this.
Grima left that night, but before he left he had a quiet word with the lady Eowyn
"My lady," he said as he kissed her hand "this fills you full of fear no doubt, so in my absence you are free to sleep in my chambers, in case someone tried to attack you, I am concerned for your safety."
"Thankyou, there is one more thing though, before the man fled I saw his eyes, they were wild and fierce" she cried again, Grima embraced her.
What did Eowyn have now? Her brother, the one person in the entire world who understood her was now gone. All harsh feelings toward Faramir were now tossed aside, she felt as though she could trust him, though she found her self unexplainably drawn to Wormtongue. Grima bid her farwell and then left, but before leaving he released Faramir only from the cells.
He arrived at Isenguard two days later.
"My lord Saruman the Wise" he bowed as he said this.
"What brings you here Grima? Things amiss in Rohan?" He led him into the tower of Orthanc and Grima told Saruman of the happenings there.
"You are certain you know not who this is?"
"Positive, my Lord. May I ask a question?"
"Yes"
"Why point the finger towards Gondor, why have Rohan and Gondor at war?"
"Ah my feeble minded minion, a question that answers itself, how typical of you to ask! If we turn Rohan against Gondor, one of then will wipe the other out, this would be Rohan of course, it will stand strong after Gondor fails and will also be under the dark lords control. If they fight one another, they will not send all their armies to fight Sauron's forces and will be killing the enemy for him. It will be killing two birds with the one stone."
"I still don't understand."
"You fool! Rohirrim will be slaughtering Gondor, while the Dark lord will be fighting smaller armies, that of Dol Amroth and such!"
"Yes my liege." "Now go! Go back to Rohan and see that this is done, or what you desire will never come to be!"
Grima rode out of Isenguard feeling very small. He felt so worn. But still Saruman could give him what he wanted and no one else could do that.
He started his road back to Rohan.
In Grima's absence the lady Eowyn had taken long walks with Faramir everyday. They spoke and sometimes it would seem to her that they were one person. He felt the same way. She had grown very fond of him and he had grown very fond of her. Though they both did not see this in the other person. Theodred had never felt more alone, he thought with Eomer now gone Eowyn would turn to him, he couldn't help but feel used.
Grima returned to the Golden Hall. Upon his arrival he saw a sight that made him feel weak, made him feel as though someone had stabbed him in the back and kept twisting the knife. Eowyn was in Faramir's arms and they were kissing. Grima had to choke back the tears. He had no doubt who his next victim would be.
"Ahem" Grima thought he should let them know he was there.
"My Lord, what news form Saruman?"
"He does not know who is behind these attacks, but he feels it's someone within Great Hall."
"This is troubling, everyone must be on alert."
"Faramir, that is not for you to decide, you are a lord of a Gondor and not of Rohan."
"It was a suggestion that I suggest you put into action." All this time he and Eowyn were still in an embrace.
"She is not his, she is mine!" he thought.
He notified his lord of Saruman's advice and then retired. Theodred was keeping an unusual low profile; this to Grima was suspicious.
It was strange, unknowingly, Grima thought he was safe from suspicion because of this other person, and the other person thought he was safe from suspicion because of this other person, who was Grima. Two people unknowingly making each other's lives easier.
Grima was making his way to his chamber, and on the way he saw a sight that made him want to kill. Eowyn was leading Faramir into her chamber. She closed the door ad neither of them was seen until the next morning. Grima had never been so hateful.