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March 7, Year 3019 Dunharrow

I can't believe that I am here and doing what I am doing. I have directly disobeyed something that Uncle told me to do. I mean, I've disobeyed him before, but that was usually by finding a loophole in his words, and never with something as serious as this.

It was at midday yesterday, when Uncle told me that he had reached a decision on my going to Minas Tirith.

"Yes?" I said eagerly, "What have you decided Uncle?"

"You are not to go Éowyn."

"But Uncle!"

"Éowyn! You are as aware as I am that you, your brother, and myself are, by horrible circumstances, the only remaining members of Rohan's royal family. Éomer and I must lead the men into battle with the forces of Mordor. You must remain here in safety so that the people have a strong leader and so the royalty does not die out."

I lost it, not caring if I made a scene in front of all the guests. "Uncle! I think that in order to win this war, all of our resources must be used to their fullest extents! Somehow, I think that having another wizard besides Gandalf would be useful! Besides, if you are not successful, then Mordor will turn to Rohan next, and there will be no point in having a strong leader or a royal family because everyone will be dead anyways!"

And with that, I stormed out of the room. I eventually found my way to my old bedroom, which is now being used as a furniture storage room. As I stood in the doorway, looking at the chairs and tables that filled the room where I had spent a good portion of my childhood, I burst into tears. I think it was because I realized that I couldn't control anything, even things regarding myself.

I sat there with the furniture for awhile. Éomer came and pounded on the door to tell me they were going to start through the mountains, and that Uncle wanted to say goodbye. I told him to go away. I also added a few more…colourful expressions, which I now regret. What if the last thing I said to my brother was an insult? He had better not go and get himself killed. Of course that is what I seem to be trying to do to myself.

You see, after Éomer and Uncle had left with the men, I figured I was pretty much alone, so I decided to leave the tables and chairs, and let them get back to their dust collecting. I opened the door and nearly jumped a foot because Legolas was waiting outside.

"Are you alright, Lady Éowyn?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm fine, Legolas. I just thought that you had left with the others, so you startled me, that's all. And please, just call me Éowyn, without the Lady," I added.

"Very well, Éowyn-without-the-Lady," he grinned, "Aragorn wishes to talk to you. It's regarding what took place after left the meal at midday."

"Oh all right then." We walked in silence for a moment before I had a sudden thought which I voiced out loud without thinking, of course, "Legolas, do you have a girlfriend?"

"What?"

"I know it's a bit random, but do you have a girlfriend?"

He gave me a strange look then said, "No, I do not. There are many in Mirkwood who wish that I was their boyfriend, but they only want that because they wish to become royalty."

"Do you want me to go and turn them off by telling them all the disadvantages of being royalty?"

He laughed, "No that's okay. I don't want all the girls in Mirkwood to hate you."

"Why would they hate me for saving them from a life of boredom? So-called 'proper' ladies do confuse me."

"They would likely think that you wanted me for yourself."

"Don't know why they would," I laughed, "You are a bit out of my league, Legolas."

He gave me this really weird look then (I would almost say a defeated look, but that doesn't make sense…does it?) Anyways, all in all, it was quite a strange conversation, that I really regret initiating. Luckily that was the end of it because we found Aragorn before Legolas could say anything else.

Aragorn had a most interesting proposition to make to me. You see, he means to take the Paths of the Dead. He believes that, in my argument with Uncle, I was the correct one. For this reason, he wishes me to come with him, Legolas, Gimli, the sons of Elrond, and his kinsmen. At first, I thought he was crazy to take the Paths, but then he explained himself. You see, it's all according to prophecy that he takes the Paths. After that he gave me a choice.

"Lady Éowyn," he said, "I shall not force you to do this, breaking the will of both your uncle and your brother. But I do believe that you are needed in this war. I do not wish that you pass through the Paths of the Dead, but that seems to be the only way open for you. I know you may not wish it and I shall not force you, but Lady Éowyn, will you come with us?"

I looked at him like he was crazy, then he said quietly, "Very well, we shall go without you."

I stared at him openmouthed, "Just so you know Aragorn, that was a you-think-I-actually-have-a-possibility-of-saying-no look! Of course I'll go with you!"

"Oh…well, we must leave as soon as possible for Dunharrow."

And that was it. We left Helm's Deep, riding with haste across the plains, not worrying about secrecy in the mountains like Uncle and Éomer. We rode all night and all day today, only stopping to quickly give the horses a rest. We reached Dunharrow at nightfall.

Now I must rest, for we take the Paths at dawn tomorrow.

PS – Legolas seems to be avoiding me for some reason. Must ask Gimli what's wrong with him.

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