Ha-Ha-Ha! I finally figured it out, I had something saved wrong. This is the real chapter sorry for the mess-up. R and R please!

February 9

I'm having a grand old time in Horse Country. It's great- really rough, but very pretty in that windy, horsey sort of way. Eowyn has given me pretty much free rein (no pun intended) to do anything I would like as long as it isn't destructive. As if I would want to do that.

February 12

Esgar got in major trouble today. Nearly got his butt kicked out of the stables. He decided to pick a fight with a horse that turned out to be King Theoden's mount, though it doesn't look as if he's ridden for a long time.

I need to see about getting some tack made for Esgar, this Wraith tack is uncomfortable for both of us.

February 15

The Rohirrim rode into Edoras today bearing news of Theodred's death. It's sad really, Eowyn's losing her family very slowly to this idiot of a warlord who thinks he should rule all Arda. Eomer is back and I think he and Eowyn would like some catch-up time. I'm gonna go ride. All. Day. Long.

February 16

Okay- honestly I have never been in the throne room before this. I hadn't wanted to, but Eowyn asked me to, I guess as a friend. I feel really really sorry for Theoden. He looks dead, literally, smells nearly that bad too. But Wormtongue, he's something else all together.

It doesn't take a lot to make me angry, but furious is a different story. Only a couple things can make me get that made, child abuse being one of them. But Wormtongue- ew, it makes me sick to write this- he makes me angry, really really angry- as in shaking mad.

I hope my temper hasn't gotten worse, this is really strange.

February 18

Since the Riders are in Edoras I have been learning basic swordplay. Thank heaven for sports because I can actually hold my own with those heavy broadswords. HA! TAKE THAT YOU MASOCHISTS! HA, I SAY, HA! A WOMAN CAN BEAT YOU!

February 19

My arm hurts.

February 21

I LOVE Rohirric tack! It's this really great blend between a western, dressage, and eventing tack. The saddle has a deep seat which makes you sit low in the saddle and the back is high enough so you won't go off backwards easily. The stirrups they use are long which makes for a pretty horse and rider, as well as a good hold.

The bridle is like an eventing bridle, but it's nose piece only goes across the top and- you probably don't understand what I'm talking about do you?

February 23

My temper got worse. I was walking the halls, talking with Eomer grin when I saw Wormtongue and Eowyn, he had her kind of cornered and she looked ill. And I lost it.

"Why you foul, evil, disgusting sohn eines weibchens!" I flew off the handle, leaping at him.

"Mhera!" Eomer did the most sensible thing he probably could have done, grabbing me around the waist and picking me up. Wormtongue fled, glaring at me. Eowyn looked surprised and shocked, enough so the Eomer put me down, I took off after the worm again but Eowyn stopped me by grabbing my arm.

"That wasn't smart," She commented wryly to her brother.

"It was the lesser of two evils." He shrugged slightly and I felt my face turn red. It was socially unnacceptable for a man do to what Eomer had done, even in that situation. I'm lucky it was just us around.

February 24

I got new boots. Actually I commandeered them from the Rohirrim. And they fit. I haven't had a great time walking around barefoot. Because I wear an 11.5, and I never can find shoes in my side.

February 29

I want to go curl up in the stable and cry, Eowyn too. Yeah, ya'll know what's happened.

"Eomer son of Eomund you are forthwith banished form the kingdom of Rohan, under pain of death."

And I lost my temper again. I remember getting mad as Eomer was dragged out of the Hall. Next thing I know, Grima's on the ground, I have blood on my hands and Eowyn's dragging me out of the room.

Great I'm a German all right- a berserker.

March 2

I have been spending lots of time in the throne room. Eowyn is taking care of the king and I'm giving the worm a very prickly feeling in the back of his neck. I was on my watch when people who were apparently Aragorn, Gimli, Legolas, Gandalf and someone else. . . .wait- I know that face...