"Untitled: An Éomer Story" - by Kelly M.
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Chapter Two: I'm Going to Be A Uncle!
Éomer's eyes widened in shock. "A...a child?"
Éowyn smiled happily, "Isn't it just wonderful news!"
Éomer looked up and smiled, "Yes, it is."
But he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. He was going to be an Uncle. He wasn't quite sure how to handle this sitatution, but yet at the same time it excited him.
Éowyn frowned, "You do not seem very happy."
"It's not that, Éowyn. I am happy, it's just that, well, I'm not accustomed to the thought of being an Uncle."
"Oh, I know you'll do wonderfully." Éowyn encouraged.
He smiled.
"Éomer, I don't mean to be rude, but I've eaten my fill. Would you mind if I were to rest a bit? The journey here was long and now I feel a bit tired."
"Not at all. Come, I'll show you the bedchamber."
Faramir stood. Resting his hand against the lower part of Éowyn's back, he walked with them to the bedchamber.
Faramir entered the bedchamber with Éowyn, while Éomer waited outside.
The bed bore white linens, but the bedchamber was sparsely furnished, and what was present .. once again, was very dull ... for a Palace.
"Sleep well my love," Faramir spoke softly. He kissed her tenderly before leaving the room.
When Faramir came out, Éomer turned to him.
"She rest well," Faramir said with a smile.
"Come Faramir, let me show you the rest of my home."
Faramir walked with Éomer through the whole Palace. All the while, Éomer kept noticing his eyes overviewing every nook and cranny of the castle.
Lastly they arrived in the gardens.
Faramir looked at the garden. It needed a good amount of tending.
"Éomer..."
He turned to face him, "Yes?"
"Your garden, no, your whole castle need's a fair Lady's touch."