Fear No Evil

by Alia Ziaen

A series of Éowyn vignettes based on Pippin's Song. PG just to be safe. Slightly AU, first LotR fic, flames will be used to roast marshmallows.

3. And There are Many Paths to Tread

Chapter 3: And There Are Many Paths to Tread

"WARGS!" Éowyn heard Aragorn's voice and ran to her uncle.

"Let me fight, please, Uncle," she pleaded.

"No. You must lead the people to Helm's Deep. You'll be safe there." His face was stern.

"I-"

"No! Go, Éowyn. I couldn't bear to loose you as well as your brother."

She glared up at him, but turned around and shouted, "Make for the lower ground!"

Her place might have been with her people, but she wanted to fight more than anything. Had her uncle not had her trained as a shieldmaiden?

There are many paths you have yet to tread, she told herself. War, at this moment, is not one of them. But she promised herself that one day, it would be.