Andúmîr: Mornstar of Men
Chapter 1: The Foreshadow
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR or anything that has to do with Tolkien.
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Finduyn ran through the city of Edoras and made her way to the Golden Hall. If luck was with her, she could sneak into her room without being seen. It was not.
"Finduyn!" her mother's voice rang out. Earlier that day Éowyn had given her daughter permission to ride the horse she had received as a birthday present on the condition she return in time for the banquet that would be held in honor of her tenth birthday. Now as she gazed at her she realized it had been a mistake. "Finduyn, where have you been? The banquet starts in less than an hour and you are a mess!'
Finduyn looked at her clothes. They were covered in bits of straw and who-knew-what-else all over them. "But Mother, I..." Éowyn silenced her by raising her hand.
"I don't want to hear your many excuses; we haven't the time for that. Right now we need to get you decent if not presentable.
Finduyn soon found herself bathed dressed and hair combed with a few minutes to spare. She gazed casually in the mirror while Éowyn put on the finishing touches, adorning her daughter's hair with small white flowers. "Now you look every bit of the princess you are," Éowyn said proudly.
But Finduyn wasn't listening. A moment before she was gazing in the mirror. Now a vision danced before her eyes. A rider bearing the emblem of Gondor rode alone in the Ridder Mark. He strode up the steps of Edoras, into the Golden Hall, and looked her straight in the eye. "Finduyn," he said.
"Finduyn?" Someone was gently shaking her shoulder, back into reality. She saw her mother standing over her. "Are you alright? For a moment it seemed as though you have left this world."
She blinked, trying to clear her head, half hoping to see the man again. He seemed so...familiar. But whatever vision she had seen was gone now. "Yes, I'm alright," she answered.
"Well if you are 'alright' then let us be on our way," Éowyn said. They made their way to the dining hall. They passed a wall decorated with polished gold shields. As Finduyn walked by she saw her reflection and realized for the first time in her life that she did not look anything like her parents. She had always known she was different from the other children, and she had always believed it was because her father, Faramir, former Prince of Ithilien, was from Gondor. But now she doubted that belief. She had long, raven black hair and midnight blue eyes, and her ivory skin glowed with an ethereal light. And though her parents did not yet know it, she possessed the gift of fore sight.
Yes, she was truly different from her parents. They were considered noble and proper and yet had a certain roughness to them, a wild kind of courtesy. But Finduyn walked with a grace like no other.
Again Éowyn's voice brought her back to the present. "I can't believe how quickly you've grown. Time goes by so quickly," she said.
"Quickly?" Finduyn replied, "I was beginning to think I would never turn ten years old."
Éowyn smiled knowingly. "Time seems long when you are young. But if we don't hurry, we will be late for your own party."
They entered the dining hall and were welcomed to a chorus of greetings. The hall had been decorated by Faramir himself, and now it was filled with the children of the soldiers. They had been invited solely for the purpose of filling the room, for none of them were close friends of Finduyn, save one. Beranna was the daughter of Beregond (A/N: He was a guard who saved Faramir's life in the book ROTK) and she and Finduyn had grown up together the best of friends. One of their favorite pastimes was pestering her older brother, Bergil (A/N: Beregond's son who befriends Pippin.).
Beranna quickly rushed over to give Finduyn her gift. She produced a small black box and gave it to her. "Happy Birthday, Hair-lover," she said.
Finduyn smiled and said, "Thank you, Gift-girl." These were secret names of endearment they had given each other years ago. She opened the box and gasped. "Oh, Beranna," she breathed. "It's beautiful." Within the box was a ring of white gold, and set in the ring was a jewel that was the color and likeness of flame. When she set the ring upon her finger it appeared to glow.
Beranna held up her hand to reveal a matching ring. "This way if our paths are parted we will always remember each other until they cross again."
"I will treasure it always," Finduyn answered. Then together they joined in the fun and games under the watchful eyes of Faramir Éowyn. Soon the birthday feast began, with many fine and delicate dishes to satisfy even the pickiest of eaters. Just when the party had reached the height of its entertainment, Haleth (A/N: From the movie TTT, "Haleth, son of Háma.") rushed into the room and some inaudible message to the Queen.
Faramir and Éowyn quickly left the accompanied by Haleth, their brows creased with worry. After being absent for some time, they returned and Faramir made an announcement:
"Due to a sudden event of great urgency, the banquet must be cut short. You should return to your homes immediately. Haleth will escort the younger children to their families. I wish to thank you all for coming here tonight and I apologize for the abrupt ending."
The children moved quickly to obey and within minutes the dining hall was empty. With a feeling of dread, Finduyn turned to her father. "Why have you done this?" she asked. "What has happened?"
Faramir and Éowyn exchanged glances. There was a long silence before Éowyn answered, "Finduyn, there is someone you must meet." A man appeared at her side.
Finduyn gasped. It was the man from her vision! "Finduyn," he said. "After ten years we finally meet again, my daughter..."
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Well, here it is! The next chapter is up! I apologize for taking so long to update, but it took so long to type this up. There will be no battle scene from 'Battle-writer," b/c he got himself in trouble and I haven't seen him since. I've changed the heroine's name, so you might want to go back and reread the prologue. Now to thank my reviewers:
M-X: You rarely sign in? Well I'm grateful you did for my story. And in later chapters Arwen and Aragorn discuss the whole situation.
Popcorn Leader: Thank you for the compliment. I'll try to update as soon as possible.
Inuyasha-chibi: Y'know sis, sometimes you're just plain annoying. But I like your humor fics so keep up the good work P.S. Finish 20 Takes of Smeagol.
CJ*-cj: Last but not least! You are my most faithful reviewer and I am grateful for your support. My sis wants me to say "I salute you!" There. I humored her. Thank you for your reviews and I'll update as soon as I can.
A/N: I might not be able to update quickly because I have an AP exam Friday, May, seventh. Wish me luck! Namárië! May an Evenstar shine upon you!
Chapter 1: The Foreshadow
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR or anything that has to do with Tolkien.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Finduyn ran through the city of Edoras and made her way to the Golden Hall. If luck was with her, she could sneak into her room without being seen. It was not.
"Finduyn!" her mother's voice rang out. Earlier that day Éowyn had given her daughter permission to ride the horse she had received as a birthday present on the condition she return in time for the banquet that would be held in honor of her tenth birthday. Now as she gazed at her she realized it had been a mistake. "Finduyn, where have you been? The banquet starts in less than an hour and you are a mess!'
Finduyn looked at her clothes. They were covered in bits of straw and who-knew-what-else all over them. "But Mother, I..." Éowyn silenced her by raising her hand.
"I don't want to hear your many excuses; we haven't the time for that. Right now we need to get you decent if not presentable.
Finduyn soon found herself bathed dressed and hair combed with a few minutes to spare. She gazed casually in the mirror while Éowyn put on the finishing touches, adorning her daughter's hair with small white flowers. "Now you look every bit of the princess you are," Éowyn said proudly.
But Finduyn wasn't listening. A moment before she was gazing in the mirror. Now a vision danced before her eyes. A rider bearing the emblem of Gondor rode alone in the Ridder Mark. He strode up the steps of Edoras, into the Golden Hall, and looked her straight in the eye. "Finduyn," he said.
"Finduyn?" Someone was gently shaking her shoulder, back into reality. She saw her mother standing over her. "Are you alright? For a moment it seemed as though you have left this world."
She blinked, trying to clear her head, half hoping to see the man again. He seemed so...familiar. But whatever vision she had seen was gone now. "Yes, I'm alright," she answered.
"Well if you are 'alright' then let us be on our way," Éowyn said. They made their way to the dining hall. They passed a wall decorated with polished gold shields. As Finduyn walked by she saw her reflection and realized for the first time in her life that she did not look anything like her parents. She had always known she was different from the other children, and she had always believed it was because her father, Faramir, former Prince of Ithilien, was from Gondor. But now she doubted that belief. She had long, raven black hair and midnight blue eyes, and her ivory skin glowed with an ethereal light. And though her parents did not yet know it, she possessed the gift of fore sight.
Yes, she was truly different from her parents. They were considered noble and proper and yet had a certain roughness to them, a wild kind of courtesy. But Finduyn walked with a grace like no other.
Again Éowyn's voice brought her back to the present. "I can't believe how quickly you've grown. Time goes by so quickly," she said.
"Quickly?" Finduyn replied, "I was beginning to think I would never turn ten years old."
Éowyn smiled knowingly. "Time seems long when you are young. But if we don't hurry, we will be late for your own party."
They entered the dining hall and were welcomed to a chorus of greetings. The hall had been decorated by Faramir himself, and now it was filled with the children of the soldiers. They had been invited solely for the purpose of filling the room, for none of them were close friends of Finduyn, save one. Beranna was the daughter of Beregond (A/N: He was a guard who saved Faramir's life in the book ROTK) and she and Finduyn had grown up together the best of friends. One of their favorite pastimes was pestering her older brother, Bergil (A/N: Beregond's son who befriends Pippin.).
Beranna quickly rushed over to give Finduyn her gift. She produced a small black box and gave it to her. "Happy Birthday, Hair-lover," she said.
Finduyn smiled and said, "Thank you, Gift-girl." These were secret names of endearment they had given each other years ago. She opened the box and gasped. "Oh, Beranna," she breathed. "It's beautiful." Within the box was a ring of white gold, and set in the ring was a jewel that was the color and likeness of flame. When she set the ring upon her finger it appeared to glow.
Beranna held up her hand to reveal a matching ring. "This way if our paths are parted we will always remember each other until they cross again."
"I will treasure it always," Finduyn answered. Then together they joined in the fun and games under the watchful eyes of Faramir Éowyn. Soon the birthday feast began, with many fine and delicate dishes to satisfy even the pickiest of eaters. Just when the party had reached the height of its entertainment, Haleth (A/N: From the movie TTT, "Haleth, son of Háma.") rushed into the room and some inaudible message to the Queen.
Faramir and Éowyn quickly left the accompanied by Haleth, their brows creased with worry. After being absent for some time, they returned and Faramir made an announcement:
"Due to a sudden event of great urgency, the banquet must be cut short. You should return to your homes immediately. Haleth will escort the younger children to their families. I wish to thank you all for coming here tonight and I apologize for the abrupt ending."
The children moved quickly to obey and within minutes the dining hall was empty. With a feeling of dread, Finduyn turned to her father. "Why have you done this?" she asked. "What has happened?"
Faramir and Éowyn exchanged glances. There was a long silence before Éowyn answered, "Finduyn, there is someone you must meet." A man appeared at her side.
Finduyn gasped. It was the man from her vision! "Finduyn," he said. "After ten years we finally meet again, my daughter..."
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Well, here it is! The next chapter is up! I apologize for taking so long to update, but it took so long to type this up. There will be no battle scene from 'Battle-writer," b/c he got himself in trouble and I haven't seen him since. I've changed the heroine's name, so you might want to go back and reread the prologue. Now to thank my reviewers:
M-X: You rarely sign in? Well I'm grateful you did for my story. And in later chapters Arwen and Aragorn discuss the whole situation.
Popcorn Leader: Thank you for the compliment. I'll try to update as soon as possible.
Inuyasha-chibi: Y'know sis, sometimes you're just plain annoying. But I like your humor fics so keep up the good work P.S. Finish 20 Takes of Smeagol.
CJ*-cj: Last but not least! You are my most faithful reviewer and I am grateful for your support. My sis wants me to say "I salute you!" There. I humored her. Thank you for your reviews and I'll update as soon as I can.
A/N: I might not be able to update quickly because I have an AP exam Friday, May, seventh. Wish me luck! Namárië! May an Evenstar shine upon you!