Thanks to everyone who reviewed my chapter. Sorry this as took a long time to write but school work as got into the way. So here it is Chapter 4.

Time for a change

"How did u guess it was me?" Faramir questioned as Éowyn started to lead him away from the main gate leading into Edoras.

"I have an idea" Éowyn laughed as she replied. "We shall go into my bed chamber; you can talk to me then. It must be important as we have only been parted from one another for only a day."

"That was one reason why I came so quickly. You had only left Minas Tirith for less then a day and my heart was aching to see your shining eyes, to touch your skin and just to hear the softness of your voice"

Éowyn could feel her ears burning and hot flushes heading towards her cheeks. Before Faramir could do anything she had pulled him by the arm behind the nearest cottage. Her hands rose up towards the hood which stopped the fresh rays of the sun brightening the face of the man she loved. His hands greeted hers in mid air and brought them down to her side. Once again Éowyn looked deeply into the darkness.

"What did I say about waiting until we were in private." Éowyn whispered into the darkness.

"Sorry to correct you my lady. I was the one who said we should speak in private." Faramir laughed.

Éowyn raised her finger and placed it over her lips to signal silence. She had noticed that the villages of Edoras were slowly walking back to there houses. But Faramir seemed to seize this opportunity.

He slowly raised his hand and moved Éowyn's finger from her lips. He moved closer towards her, slowly lowering his head. He ran his figures through her silky, long blonde hair. Éowyn raised her hand and placed it on the side of Faramir's face. Before anyone could do anything the force of their love and attraction took over them and their lips met.

Éowyn's heart missed a beat. She did not want the kiss to end. She pulled away from Faramir and stared into his eyes. They seemed to be shining in the darkness like stars, almost as if the kiss between him and Éowyn had re-lit the fire in which had burnt out by the lack of love which his father had given him.

"Come, the crowds would have gone we should be able to get into the Golden hall without any hassle now" Éowyn had already turned and left when saying this and Faramir closely followed. No more was said between the couple when walking. As they reached the grand doors to the Golden Hall, Éowyn stopped and looked around the village. She turned to Faramir and gave a smile, took a deep breath and pushed open the doors. She knew that as soon as she stepped one foot into the hall memories of her uncle would hit her. But this time she was prepared.

As Éowyn entered she noticed a figure sitting on the throne. It was her brother. As the noise of them entering reached Éomer's ears he flew off the throne as if it was burning him. He nodded his head to show that he knew his sister and her guest were there. Éowyn noticed the blood shot eyes that lay in Éomer's head. She wanted to smile and share her joy but thought twice and carried on walking.

As soon as Éowyn and Faramir entered the bed chamber Éowyn closed the door slowly and quietly looking around to make sure no one saw them enter. When she turned around the hood of Faramir had been lowered, his back was to Éowyn. She walked over to him and noticed he was looking out the window.

"I think it is time for a change" murmured Faramir.

"Did you say anything there my love?" Éowyn questioned.

"Yes. I said that it is such an amazing view"

"Not as good as the view from the top of Minas Tirith" Éowyn replied.

"Minas Tirith does have some wonderful views. Once the city has been repaired from all the damage which was caused during the battle it will be even more splendid." The glint in Faramir's eyes showed that there was a certain amount of pride in the city he was born and raised in.

"I guess you will be going back to help Lord Aragorn repair the city then." Éowyn moved away from Faramir before she continued. "I will visit you there as often as possible. I would stay with you but my brother needs my support."

"My Dearest Éowyn I do not wish to bring our love between the relation between you and your brother. Minas Tirith is a wonderful place but it lacks one thing."

A look of question filled the face of Éowyn. Just a few minutes ago Faramir was saying that Minas Tirith was a wonderful place but now it lacks something.

"And what is that may I ask?"

Faramir walked slowly over towards Éowyn and stroked her left cheek.

"You." He smiled and looked deep into Éowyn's eyes.

Éowyn stepped backwards and tried not to show how much that one word had shocked her. She noticed that the stars shining in Faramir eyes were brighter then ever. Silence fell over the couple. All that could be heard was the foot steps outside the chamber. Éowyn knew she had to say something but she did not know what. She loved Faramir, more then any other man she had set eyes on and wanted to spend every day by his side but something was stopping her from grabbing Faramir and not letting go. She took and deep breathe and decided that something had to be said.

"Faramir I love you. When riding back from Minas Tirith you were the only thing that haunted my mind. Every minute we spent together in the House of Healing kept being repeated in my mind. But I can not leave my brother and your place is in Gondor."

"Gondor has had its true King returned. King Elessar has many good friends from many different races. He will protect Gondor with every drop of strength he has left in his body. He has no need for me. That is why I have come here. I want to be with you for the rest of my life and beyond. I want to spend every waking minute with you at my side. I love you Éowyn and I will stay here with you to make that possible. I will fight for Rohan just so I you can be the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night."

After draining the glass of wine he stood up and walked down to the nearest post. He leaded on it and thought about how much responsibility he now had on his shoulders.

"Thank God I still have Éowyn. She will not dare leave me. We have stuck together through tougher times then this. She will be my shining star through the tough times ahead."

Éomer laughed to himself. He thought he never would have had to count on his sister to help get through this. He never thought that he would become king. Not with his Uncle and Cousin in line to take the throne but fate has its odd ways to change things.

When thinking this he decided to go and visit his sister and say a proper hello to her guest. Where-ever they went that is.

As he approached the bed chamber of Éowyn he heard voices coming from inside. He guessed this is where they had gone. To his surprise he could hear a mans voice talking to his sister.

"What is that hooded man doing in Éowyn's room. He best not be doing anything against her will."

Silence fell in the corridor and also in the bed chamber. Éomer decided that now would be the best time to enter the room. He slowly opened the door and stood in the door way.

Éowyn ran towards Faramir and pulled him tight towards her. She did not want to let go but then they both heard a noise. The slow creaking of the door opening. They both span round so they were facing the door and standing before them was a very shocked figure.