Hey thanx for the reviews people! I've come along way since the beginning of this story. I've read a lot more fan fictions and my writing style changed .So the first 3 chapters sucked ass! I really do need a beta I hate reading over my work so email me if you want to be my Beta Thanx again for the reviews and here is chapter seven enjoy!
"You see Lothiriel it is not that hard".
Eomer was teaching Lothirel how to ride, much to his amusement and fascination. They have been riding for over 3 hours now and Lothiriel was starting to get the hang of it compared to her first hour on the horse. Eomer taught her all the commands how to make the horse go stop, turn right and left. She knew most of this but got them confused most of the time. Eomer was surprised for someone who was known be extremely intelligent she did have a horrible memory at times.
"Eomer….Eomer I don't like this. Why will she not walk in a straight line? She reminds me of you completely stubborn."
Eomer rolled his eyes. "Lothiriel use the reigns not the horse's neck .With that grip you will choke her.
Lothiriel who was grasping the horse's neck in a tight hug with her fingers tangled into the long brown mane.
"I will if it will stop moving!". Lothiriel snapped angrily.
"What point is there to riding a horse if it is not moving?" Eomer asked closing his eyes counting to three. When she did not answer he smiled. "That is what I thought now! He clasped his hands together. "Reigns, Shoulders back, Relax and follow me.
Behind his back Lothirel made faces and mimicked what he said mutely.
"We will get no where if you keep up that attitude Lothiriel". Eomer said sternly. "Never had I taught such a disobedient -
"There is a first time for everything Eomer". Lothiriel cut in.
"Indeed". Eomer replied. "But of all times why now?" He sulked.
Lothiriel ignored him and urged the horse to walk in a straight line using Sindarin. Eomer looked at her in disbelief.
"So the tales are true then? Elvish blood does run in your veins"
"That is correct Eomer" Lothiriel answered. "I think I am getting the hang of this". She muttered.
"Then we can move up a little faster".
Lothiriel thought he was joking. But when he brought FireFoot to a slow gallop she knew he was not.
"Eomer!" She shrieked. "Wait for me". She kicked the horse hard in the sides and it shot out after him running at full speed.
"EOMER!". She screamed. "FOR ELROND'S SAKE HELP!"
Eomer cursed under his breath chasing after her he brought his horse beside hers smiling at her steadily.
"Make her stop!". She pleaded holding onto the reigns for dear life.
"A truce". Eomer said simply. "If I help you, You must declare a truce with me"
How could he be thinking of a truce at a time like this! She thought furiously.
She looked out at the horizon Not a tree in sight .Good she thought I will not be knocked off the beast.
"EOMER!" She yelled his horse was running right beside hers. It was like he knew exactly what pace to keep.
"Yes my lady?". Eomer replied smirking.
"If this horse is not stopped immediately, I am not going to marry you!"
Eomer regarded her for a second before grabbing her reigns from her hand .bringing her horse to a stop.
He smiled evilly.
"What are you smiling about!" Lothirel asked suspiciously.
"In case you do not remember the situation you are in Lothiriel I will remind you. You see it is MY decision for whether we wed the not yours. I can take your hand whenever I choose".
Lothiriel gasped speechless.
"You-You wouldn't!".
"Oh do you care to stake your life upon it"?
Lothiriel opened and closed her mouth a few times.
"No? Didn't think so"
Eomer jumped down from his horse and sat down on a rock.
"A hem" A feign gentle chock erupted from Lothiriel. She held her hand out to him.
"Oh right of course". Eomer got up and helped her down their bodies were mere centimetres apart.
Lothiriel took a step back
CRACK her hand shot across his face.
"You vulgar, inconsequential, uncouth, tainted, filthy and disgraceful Rohhiric Brute I can not believe the soiled words that come from your mouth "
Eomer stepped closer to her grabbing her chin and tilting her face up. He leaned down closer to her his gaze dropping to her lips then back up to her eyes.
Lothiriel began to tremble excitedly. He is going to kiss me! She thought.
Her eyes closed softly waiting for it. He brought her face closer but nothing came.
She opened her eyes gently and a small smile was on his lips.
"I do say please continue my lady". he tried with all his might not to smile. "You were talking about the filth that comes from my mouth".
Lothiriel looked at him in disbelief while he turned his attention to the flat land before them.
"Your cheek is still red from where I hit it". Lothiriel said in an informative tone.
"And your point?". Eomer sneered.
"Well I did not know men bruise so easily".
A laugh erupted from his chest.
"I do not bruise easily Lothiriel ". He replied sitting down on the rock again.
Lothiriel leaned against him.
"You know what I have noticed Eomer". Lothiriel's said in an amused tone.
"What is it Lothiriel?" Eomer said expecting the worst.
"We fight a lot" She said simply.
"Aye I agree. But in the end we make up do we not?". Eomer asked meeting her gaze.
"That is true". Lothiriel answered. "Do you know what else I've noticed". Lothiriel said playfully.
Eomer sighed "What Lothiriel". He answered as a father would reply to an overly cheerful child who has told to many jokes.
"I-still-don't-know-how-to-ride-a-horse!" Each word was emphasised with a hard poke in his ribs.
"You never know when to quit do you". Came Eomer impatiently .
"Oh it is I who does not know when to quit. You're the one who is delaying our practice slacker!"
"Do you not have some flowers to pick or your hair to brush or some oil bath to take". Eomer said sarcastically.
"Do not change the subject you brute"
"Well excuse me Ms. high and mighty, I did not know what the subject was since nothing you say makes any sense!"
"You despicable man!". Lothiriel Retorted ".All I ever say to you makes a great deal of sense!"
"Well not recently my lady". Eomer replied with a smirk.
"I am never talking to you again Eomer. You here me?….
Eomer rolled his eyes trying not to laugh. He lost count of how many times she yelled that at him.
"Do not roll your eyes at me Eomer!"
Then it hit Eomer like a blow to the stomach He and Lothiriel will never agree on anything at this rate if one of them didn't step up. He being the older and wiser was going to do just that. He did want to marry the women and the constant bickering was fun but it had to end somewhere.
"You are right Lothiriel".
"As always your highness and do- Wait did I just hear 'You are right' pass your lips?
Eomer nodded this was killing him.
Lothiriel smiled triumphantly. "I am glad you finally admit defeat Eomer".
Eomer pulled her closer to him.
"You are not bad at riding Lothiriel. To tell you the truth, all you must learn is the proper way to communicate your commands to the horse. Your grace and posture on a horse is as perfect as your posture on the ground.
Lothiriel blushed.
"Really Eomer?" She asked bashfully. "You really think so". She played with the end of her braid.
Eomer grunted in reply. His gaze was locked into hers he was looking at her strangely and she shifted on her feet under his gaze.
"Eomer…why are you looking at me like that?" Lothiriel asked blushing deeply.
Eomer turned his gaze from to his lands.
"You are very beautiful Lothiriel". He said simply. "I have uttered that to you many times but your stunning features astound me every time I glance at you".
Lothiriel put a finger under his chin and raised his face to meet hers. "And you are a very handsome and charming Eomer king. Her finger went down his throat and she rubbed his lips with her knuckles.
"When will we tell your father". Eomer suddenly asked.
Lothiriel looked thoughtful for a moment. "Tomorrow". She said confidently. "Tomorrow you can ask it of him".
"What ever pleases you" Eomer replied wrapping his arms around her waist.
Lothiriel grabbed his hands and pulled him to stand. Walking away from him.
Eomer grabbed the reigns of the two horses and followed her.
They walked most of the evening in silence or they engaged in stories of their childhood and families. Eomer left out most of the things that may alarm her.
On their way back to the stable Lothiriel joked about how they have not fought for that whole evening.
Eomer decided not to reply in a fear of saying the wrong thing and ruining the record.
"Eomer" Lothiriel asked as they were heading back to the golden hall.
"Lothiriel". Eomer replied acknowledging her.
"You really care ". She asked.
"Of course Lothiriel why would you ask that?".
Lothiriel shrugged. "It is just I do not really know with you. Your eyes reveal no secrets".
"They have stopped doing that only a few years back. It is for my protection". He looked fearful for a moment.
"Protection from what?". Lothiriel asked curiously.
Eomer stopped and turned to her. He picked up her hand and kissed her palm. Moving a stray strand of hair from her face. He whispered for her not to worry and led her to see her father.
Ya this chapter sucked but meh…I'm going to stop here before this gets all raw and crappy. I want Lothiriel's change to start right about now .Not that she hasn't started to change already I just want it to be more obvious. The story will get much more romantic from here I'll update as soon as I can.
