Chapter 5
I cried so hard last night. I don't think I ever cried so hard in my life.
I kept imaging I could hear him, coming down the corridor, coming to catch my falling tears, but he did not. He could not.
At that moment, the door opened and Aragorn came running in.
"The beacons, the beacons are lit!" said he said.
Gondor needed help.
"And Rohan will answer," said my uncle.
The rest was a bit of a blur to me.
I went to my room and changed in to a riding robe, it was tradition for the women of my court to farewell the men. I would for a while be riding with them.
It was then I had the idea to follow my brother in to battle. I would die and then I would be with Grima for ever. And no one would split them up.
I couldn't stop thinking about him and the moment I knew he was gone from me for ever.
Why had the Eru chosen him? Why?
Flashback
It was in the end Uncle Théoden who had told me. He had known of our friendship. He had been in favor of it once.
"Are you ok child?" he said cupping my face. I was so glad he had taken me aside to tell me. I knew he would not be mad at me for my grief. It was for the real Grima that I once knew. For the real Grima, whom we had both once known.
"No," I said truthfully. "I'm not ok uncle."
We were in the throne room alone, just the two of us. I sat before him kneeing and he took my hand before forcing me to look him inn the eyes.
"I am not angry at you for grieving daughter," said Theoden compassionately.
"I should not grieve though Uncle, he betrayed us," I said angrily.
I was even more enrage by myself as I felt two tears slide down my face but I couldn't wipe them away , I just…couldn't.
How on earth was I meant to go on? My heart had broken in too a thousand pieces and then another thousand. I was never going to feel joy again. Theoden beckoned me closer and I lay my head in his lap and shacking uncontrollable.
End flashback
I looked back in to the looking glass that I was once again crying. I was beginning to think that my tears were never going to stop falling.
"Sister?" I hear Eomer call from the door.
I quickly wiped away my tears.
"Are you decent?"
"Yes," I said. "Come in Eomer."
"It's time to start riding to the Dunharrow," said he. He took me in his bold arms sand held on to me tight. "I love you." He said suddenly.
"And I you, Are you well?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Fine, its just I ride to war tomorrow Eowyn. I might not be coming bac-"
"Don't!" I said angrily. I'd already lost too many loved ones. "You will return. Come on we have to get going "
"OK, I have to go and lead my Marshall, I will see you once were riding sister," said Eomer to me.
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"The men have found there captain, they will follow you to war and even to death," I said to Aragorn as he stood before me. I would follow him to war also.
He knew it. He knew I had my sword. And yet he didn't try to stop me, he was different from all the others. He treated me like an equal.
I was looking at him admiration in my eyes. I was truly awful at keeping my emotions inside.
I had only ever felt like this about one other man and whilst my feelings were not as strong as they were, are for Grima, it was the same feeling.
I loved him but not how I loved Grima, or at first trusted Grima. I'd never love or trust another man like I did Grima.
auri mynonys: ok I took your advice about the flash backs and I put in that scene for you. As for Aragorn's lines, well I tried to put that in for effect, I plan on putting that in for Eowyn/Aragorn soon. Remember that Grima was once a man of Rohan, he may have been honourable then, we don't know what he was like before Saruman corrupted him. I'm glad you liked the ending; I liked how that sat while I was writing it also. Thank you for your advice and review!
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