After Theodred had passed, Morgolwen went in search of Eomer and Eowyn to tell them of the grim news. When she entered the main hall it was empty except for the decrepit king, Theoden, sitting on his thrown, and his grotesque companion, Grima Wormtongue. She hurried past them, lending no heed, and went out the front doors to find her friends. She saw no sign of either of them from the ledge atop the stair leading up to the doors of Medulseld.
She made her way from the hall down to the stables. She knew that Eowyn would hide herself in there if something was wrong. She would try to distract herself by caring for the horses. She liked the horses because they never made her feel unwanted or misused. When she entered the stables she saw Eowyn there with her horse, Windfola.
"My lady," Morgolwen began, "Theodred has passed."
Eowyn broke down in tears at the news. Morgolwen did her best to remain strong. It always seemed that when one of them was breaking the other would become stronger in return. That was what helped them through these hard times. Morgolwen went over to her to comfort her from the pain.
"Where is Lord Eomer, lady?" Morgolwen asked after being silent for many minutes, but Eowyn did not answer. She got very grim and silent.
"My lady?"
"He is gone," Eowyn spoke as she walked across the stable. "The snake, Wormtongue, has poisoned my uncle's mind against him, and Eomer has been banished for things that he did not commit."
Morgolwen didn't know what to say in response to this. How could so much fall apart within the span of one day? She knew that Eowyn was no stranger to pain. It seemed that she had been cursed to experience much pain in life, but it seemed unfair that she had to endure so much pain in just one day for the second time in her life. Just as Morgolwen had been thinking this, the stables filled with men of Rohan, guards of Meduseld. Many of them wore their armor and had their weapons and baggage in tow. They each went to their horses and prepared them for mount. One of them, a tall, fair man with red hair, stopped to speak to Eowyn.
"My lady," he spoke, "your brother shall not remain alone. We cannot serve a corrupt king and we remain loyal to Rohan. We ride to meet your brother and not return until he, too, is welcome again to the city by the king."
"But what of the king? Corrupt or not, he is still my uncle and I must watch out for his well being and make sure that he and the city are protected," said Eowyn with a sudden authority.
"We are not all leaving, lady. There are those who have sworn their service to the king, and others who will not leave their family. Hama and Gamling are among those men. They are both noble and will command very well. A good amount of men will remain. You should be fine, my lady," spoke the man.
"I will do my best to have my brother's sentence lifted. Look for a messenger to come to you, and then return with haste to your people," responded Eowyn.
The man bowed to Eowyn and went to his horse. Eowyn and Morgolwen went outside to clear the way for the riders. They stood off to the side and caught the breeze as the calvary galloped out of the city. Morgolwen glanced up and saw Wormtongue on the ledge outside the hall. In her heart she prayed that they would find Eomer safe and protect the lands from enemies on the outskirts. There were not enough men left behind to defend the city if they were attacked. Eowyn and Morgolwen, as well as many of the women of the city, were taught to wield a sword, but that would still not be enough fighters if there was an onslaught upon the city.
