Winter In Rohan
Snow drifted lazily to the ground, covering the plains of Rohan in a blanket of white. It was a peaceful, early morning and the roosters were still heralding the beginning of the day with their loud crowing. Of course, the birds did not discriminate morning from evening and tended to crow all day long anyway. Looking up from his post at the gate, the lone guard spied the royalty in all their splendor. Today was the first year anniversary of King Eomer and Queen Lothiriel's marriage. Hopefully, he would have time to rest before the feast and festivities began tonight.