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Chapter two
Heading for Rohan
"Leave me Amorothos". Lothiriel replied through clenched teeth.
"Oh dear sister it is time for you to move on. You are very incompetent you know this don't you? Amorothos laughed at his little sisters anger." you are also bold and rude but your beauty will make up for it". He said not looking at her. "You know you must get married believe me Rohan will be good for you…Might teach you what the real world is all about and maybe just maybe you can do yourself a few days of work".
Lothiriel went pale "I've worked many more than a few days!" She cried pushing him gently.
Amorthos laughed. Give me your hands Lothiriel".
Lothiriel obeyed and he rubbed them.
"These hands are as soft as silk never to have touched anything but a fork to eat with and a book to read".
Lothiriel pulled her hands away. He was right, did she truly need a husband to take care of her because of her incompetence.
"Was this father's plan?" She asked in her usual bossy tone.
"Fathers plan for what sister?"
"Well it was he who made it so I am never to do anything for myself".
Her brother just laughed.
"Lothiriel you have special gifts". He began counting them off on his fingers. "One Reading and writing, Two bossing people around…Even those who are more important then you, Three whining and crying about little things such as things being too hot or too cold AND!" He yelled over her protests. "And four grooming and making yourself lovely only to the eye!" He finished taking a step back ready to hear his sister's famous temper.
"WHY YOU LITTLE RUNT!" She yelled grabbing him by the shirt collar. "How dare you disrespect me brother? Future queen of Rohan" She finished quietly.
Her brother raised his eyebrow at her. "I thought you didn't want to marry the king and now you already call yourself his queen?"
Lothiriel crossed her arms over her chest. "I do not want to marry that Rohirrim horse king but what choice do I have".
"Some advice sister…. If you do not want Eomer to take your hand, be yourself".
He backed away leaving Lothiriel gapping at him. She growled in her rage ready to go after his turned back when her other brothers bowed before her. Elphir who held his sister in deepest respect had tears brimming in his eyes.
"If you do not like him or if he is cruel to you send word here and ill-". He stopped he knew he was showing his friend disrespect. He knew Eomer would not be cruel to his sister.
She embraced him in a tight hug.
Next she turned to Amorothos who pulled her hair and teased her for having to sow all day.
"Goodbye sister". He said smiling. "I will visit you often…too often. You shall become annoyed and get your king to strangle the air from me".
Lothiriel laughed softly.
"I would never!". Lothiriel said slowly. "Cause you harm brother".
"Goodbye". Erchirion said grasping his sister in a tight hug. His eyes said it all. He was going to miss her.
She climbed into a carriage with Mary.
"I will miss her ranting and constant complaining". Amorothos said breaking the silence.
"I will miss her grace which she brings to the halls at night giving us pride with her beauty and song" Elphir said sadly.
"I will miss her knowledge as many of fathers advisors will".
"I shall also miss fighting off her suitors". the 2 older brothers nodded in agreement.
As the carriages began to move Lothiriel saw her beloved city disappear.
"This is actually happening". She began to sob closing the curtain not wishing to see her brothers and people waving her off. Some crying.
"I will soon be living amongst the horses on the dry plains with a husband who will neglect me for his steed". Lothiriel turned to Mary.
"Lothiriel you are forgetting the positives of this…".
"Which is?"
"Children!". Mary said happily.
What little colour was in Lothiriel's face vanished she looked like she was about to be sick.
Mary noticed this.
"I heard the king of Rohan is very handsome and strong he can single handily tame a wild horse hat no other man could".
"Oh just what I need a man who can break my neck in one flick of his wrist.
Mary wrung her hands nervously.
"Is it true what they say". Lothiriel began nervously.
"Is what true my lady?"
"You know about the Rohhirim men".
"Ohhh". Mary said nodding vigorously winking at Lothiriel.
Lothiriel gasped clearly scandalized "Not that one!" She cried smacking her forehead.
Mary blushed. "Well that one is a good thing Princess".
Lothiriel shock her head. "You are a dirty women Mary…. I shall tell your aunt".
After only half an hour of riding Lothiriel called for a break so she can stretch her legs and change her gown.
"All ready Lothiriel!". The prince began at his daughter.
"Father do you wish for the king of Rohan to have an undesirable maiden wife?". Lothiriel asked sarcastically.
"Nay continue ". The king replied going back into his carriage.
Lothiriel picked flowers and changed her gown into a more comfortable one.
Soon they were back in the carriage.
"Maybe I can run away". She said wickedly to Mary.
"You tried that once…remember when you were fourteen and your father was going to get you to do horse back riding.
"Dark days those were. I hate horses". Lothiriel said grimacing
"And you will marry the horse lord!". Mary laughed.
"Don't remind me!". Lothiriel whined. "He will most likely make me ride until I am sore as a punishment for not scrubbing his throne right".
(in Rohan)
"I see not the reason why I should marry". King Eomer said frowning.
"You see no reason!" The marshal Elfhim said in disbelief.
"Alright I do but to this Lothiriel we have not met yet!".
"You will like her my lord. She is supposed to be one of the most beautiful women in Middle Earth but don't take my word for it you will see for yourself".
"Lothiriel…"Eomer kept saying the name Liking how it sounded.
"It's a beautiful name Elfhim smiled. Elvish, Sindarin to be exact. Flower Garlanded maiden it means".
"I wonder what she is like". Eomer said standing looking through a window over Rohan.
"From what my wife told me She is some what spoiled and carefree… but she has compassion and loyalty that can match a horse.
Eomer smiled at this.
"Spoiled you say…how?".
Elfhim laughed...Oh you know she had a life that is unlike your own or many here in Rohan. You know what they say about Gondorian women".
"Aye". Eomer replied "Let us hope she is not so or she will be doomed here".
Elfhim looked at his king. "She seems like a sweet girl her father speaks so highly of her"
"Doesn't spoiled come with brat?" Eomer asked laughing.
Elfhim shrugged "Not in all cases. Maybe spoiled isn't the word for her maybe naive or gullible and very innocent would do she is only a mere 16".
Eomer nodded so young he thought. He father holds her high in his respect.
"Lets see if you shall". Elfhim relied.
Well lets see what Eomer makes of Lothiriel in the next chapter! Please review! Oh do not bite my head off i do not have spell check and i can only read my own work so many times... Lothiriel will change over time give her a chance I know she is a b now!
