EL DAG YO
IMPORTANT: from now on, I shall make ALL of my author's notes at the END of each chapter. I figured that you all would rather that okay then...
ON WITH THE SHOW
II – Until My Heart Says to Stop
They walked outside of the almost finished building and out into the great lands of Ithilien. Sunset was approaching, and the guards were waiting patiently and silently near the horses. Faramir looked down upon his Eowyn.
"My lady? Are you ready to venture forth to Rohan? To your brother?", he asked teasingly, taking her hand into his. She gazed up at him and smiled.
"Indeed I am, Love. For you do not know how much I miss my home and my brother." Eowyn looked out onto the lands and gestured to the guards. "It is time for us to leave this place. Onward to Rohan! Onward to victory!" The guards looked at her for a moment, rather bewildered. Faramir chuckled under his breath and pulled Eowyn to him.
"A little anxious for battle, hm?", he quietly asked. Eowyn looked at him sheepishly.
"Sorry. I've always wanted to do that," she replied, a tinge of pink forming in her pale cheeks. He simply laughed and brought her to her horse, Windolfa.
"It will be a bit of a ride, my lord and lady. Perhaps a little less than fifteen days," said one of the guards. Faramir nodded toward the rest of the company.
"Very well. Onward!"
It was no more than eleven days' ride to Rohan, Eowyn's homeland. The ride passed smoothly and without much excitement. Until the company ran into a few wargs, that is…
It was quiet and peaceful for most of the ride. Suddenly, a noise like no other had echoed off of the foreboding mountains in the south, causing the company to halt to a sudden stop. Faramir immediately jumped off his horse, followed by a few of the guards.
"Faramir-", he silenced Eowyn with a simple hand gesture, placing his finger to his lips. He then looked around him and gestured the other guards to gather 'round him, slowly unsheathing his sword and showing the others to do the same.
As if out of thin air, a small army of wargs appeared and were running toward the company.
"Men! Back onto the horses and get into battle positions!", he roared, again getting back onto his horse and having his sword ready. He nodded over to Eowyn. "Are you ready?"
She grinned and nodded. "Ready indeed!"
This was not a battle that was very difficult for the company. For some reason, ever since Sauron had finally been defeated, all of his minions were far less capable than before. However, they were still extremely deadly and ready for a bit of man blood. The wargs were of a grey-brown fur, with teeth as sharp as polished swords. They raced at a swift pace toward the company, the leader of the pack heading straight for Eowyn. But if the leader thought he could kill a maiden, he was indeed mistaken. Eowyn quickly slashed and decapitated the warg with a piercing battle cry. Faramir looked over at her and smiled. At least I know I do not have to fear for her safety. After for what seemed like hours but was only minutes of fighting, the wargs were beaten. Fortunately, none of the company seemed critically injured.
Eowyn wiped away a few beads of sweat from her forehead and looked around her. Thank Eru none of the company was hurt. Just a load of disgusting carcasses and pulled up grass. But, where is Faramir?! She searched around the area for him, hope slowly dying within her. He is not dead! He cannot be! We have come all this way. She then saw a great dead warg covering a body that was squirming underneath. Faramir!
The guard must have seen it too, for a few of them ran to the scene and lifted the great carcass off of the body.
"Oh Thank Eru you are alright Faramir!" exclaimed Eowyn, dropping to the ground and checking for Faramir's vital signs.
"Yes, yes I am fine. Just help me up will you?" he growled, winking at her. Once they were both up and cleaned off, Faramir turned and faced the rest of the company.
"Shall we rest or continue home?", asked Faramir, looking at the others surrounding him.
"Home! Home to Rohan!", exclaimed one of the guards, causing others to murmur in agreement. Faramir turned his head toward Eowyn.
"We shall continue home," she nodded her head in agreement. And with that, everyone saddled themselves for the rest of their journey home.
They had just arrived at the gates of Edoras when she saw it; her uncle Théoden-King's grave. He was a father to her and always treated her as one would treat with respect and love. When Eowyn saw that tomb again, it brought tears to her dark blue eyes. She quickly brushed them away, unsaddling her horse.
"Eowyn. Are you alright?", she heard Faramir speak up from behind her. She turned around and nodded.
"Yes, what could be wrong? Come, my brother is awaiting us." She quickly began to walk up the steps to the house of Meduseld, the Golden Hall…
As she came upon the great doors of Meduseld, the guards bowed deeply.
"My lady! It brings us great delight that the White Lady of Rohan has finally returned!", one of them exclaimed joyfully. Eowyn smiled and placed her hand on the guard's shoulder.
"Thank you, Gamling. It is indeed wonderful to be back. Is the King here?", she asked. Again, Gamling bowed.
"Ah, forgive me my lady. He is waiting for your return inside." He and another guard opened the doors for them.
"Thank you once again," she bowed her head and walked inside. She nodded at Faramir. "Come."
A great heap of emotions flowed through her as she first strode into her old home. She could still feel the presence of her uncle and his ever-demanding love as a father. She could stile here the laughter of her mother when they visited Edoras. She could also still feel the presence of the grotesque Grima Wormtongue, who, she would rather forget at the moment. She hadn't noticed how long she had been standing in the middle of the hall, like a fool, until Faramir nudged her gently.
"Eowyn," he whispered.
She shook herself mentally and carried on. Eowyn soon found her brother, Eomer, walking up to them.
"So you have finally come home!", he exclaimed happily, hugging her tightly.
"Yes. I am here, brother," she replied. "And here is the Lord Faramir."
Eomer let go of her and shook hands with Faramir.
"Hello again, Lord Faramir! You do know that you took away the Jewel of Rohan for a while, yes?", he winked.
"Indeed I do, my lord. Indeed I do," he replied, a light shining in his eyes. Eowyn smiled but, only slightly. This caused Faramir to frown a bit. What could be troubling her right now? Did the past fight disturb her in some way? No, that couldn't be. A mere battle with wargs would never trouble Eowyn in such a way. I must find out what is so wrong.
"Come, come," Eomer gestured to the great table. "There is a good dinner prepared for us, for, I am sure you are both very hungry."
"Very," muttered Faramir under his breath. The two men burst into laughter and escorted Eowyn to the great table.
"Eomer, I must say, in all my years of living here, I have never had such a good meal," Eowyn lied, trying to get into the conversation. The food tasted bland to her, and if it wasn't for Faramir sitting there right next to her, she didn't think she would have even gone to dinner.
"Ah, I knew that wild boar was one of your favorites," he replied, drinking down some cold wine. He and Faramir quickly went into a conversation about the faring of the King Aragorn and Queen Arwen. After a few more minutes of sitting and stirring her food around, Eowyn could take no more.
"Eomer," she began, standing up. "Would you mind it if I retire early? The journey home has rather tired me, and I wished to take my rest." Eomer seemed taken aback.
"Erm, sure, Eowyn. You need not ask me. You are home now," he murmured, quite bewildered at the thought of a simple ride tiring his little sister.
"Thank you brother." And with that, she walked off and out of sight. She took the back way out of the manor and ran into the stables to find Isil. She patted her horse's nose and whispered, "We must leave for now, Windolfa."
She then began to ride. Only riding could ease her weary heart now. She rode on. On until her heart would tell her to stop.
DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO… THE PENGUINS..
Well, another chapter done. I am very sorry for not posting sooner. You see, my computer has literally died for the third time this year, so I am stuck using my mom and brother's computers. I just now dawned on me today that I could still type up and post my stories on their computers! Go me! Did you like el story? For some reason, this chapter was NOT my fav.. Oh well… Anyway… a few notes from the author..
Firstly: I have read all of your reviews so far (THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING!! KEEP IT UP!), and here are some answers for your questions…
A.E. Hall – Thank you for your very long review and all of your advice! It has helped me a great deal. You can see that I changed the Author's Notes to the end of each chapter instead of the beginning. I hope this helps everyone. I am glad that you like the plot so far. I AM TRYING TO STICK WITH THE BOOKS!!! God save us if we all change Tolkien's ways.. I have to agree with the whole Faramir and Eowyn being alone thing, but you will find that in this chapter, they were not alone . And trust me, there will be a few conflicts in the coming chapters.
Voldie on Varsity Track – Yes, I do indeed hope that the Penguins will smother me in peanut buttery love, for I am forever afraid of them now since I kind of melted most of their homes and their main military base but anyway, I am sorry about the whole Eowyn eye thing, BUT I am going to keep her eyes blue in this story. SORRY! But blues eyes will be better, trust me! Thank you for the comma stuff, I hope my chapters are better now b/c of it! I HOPE OYU DON'T MIND THAT I USED YOUR "echoed off of the foreboding mountains in the south"!!! thank you!!
Shie1dmaidenofrohan – I am trying to fix the misspellings etc! I can't go back to the first chapter and fix it yet because it is stuck in my computer.. which is dead.. But thank you for pointing it out. Don't worry, more chapters will be coming soon!
AND EVERYONE ELSE… THANK YOU ALL FOR REVIEWING! KEEP IT UP!! NEXT CHAPPIE SHALL BE HERE SOON!
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