A/N: Alright, so the plot bunny has officially taken over. I have no say in this fic at all anymore. However, I do like this and I don't work as much this week so I will most likely be updating on Friday. Yay. This is finally getting somewhere. Since no one reviewed yet on with the fic.

Disclaimer: I really am starting to dislike this. The plot bunny owns nothing except for me and I DO…. NOT own lotr. So there.

As the Rain Falls

Chapter 11- A Plan is Accepted

As I head towards my father I couldn't help but feel a little despondent. This whole time Amrothos had led me to believe that Éomer had sought out me. It's not that I really cared, but he seems completely fascinated by someone else.

However, I thought he was going to say something important before Faramir appeared. He has always used formalities with me, even in private, so when I heard my name from his lips I… I don't know. I guess I jumped to conclusions.

I leaned in to hear him better or to… I couldn't possibly of thought of a kiss. That would get me in horrible trouble. What would father say? That's all I need.

Hopefully this isn't what Father wanted to talk about. I almost feel the need to run to the library. It seems more comforting than his words. He hasn't seen me yet, so I can…

"Lothiriel, is everything alright?" Arwen said as she saw me head for the exit again.

I thought that I could lie to her and tell her everything was fine but being the elf that she was I knew I couldn't hide my thoughts.

"No, everything's a mess. I have such foolish thoughts that only a flighty young girl should have. I don't know what I was ever thinking." I said as I felt I would burst into tears.

"Why don't we head somewhere quiet so we can talk? No one should be in the library. Does that sound good to you?" She replied with her melodic voice in such a way that I couldn't refuse. Maybe she would help me straighten my mind out.

I hadn't seen Lothiriel anywhere, but then again, Faramir and I had dawdled in the gardens for quite some time. We finally got Elessar alone enough to sort out their plan.

"So you see, Éomer, I believe, as does Prince Imrahil, that Princess Lothiriel would help you greatly in a few diplomatic ways." He said after the plan had been told.

"Are you sure that there isn't another reason for such a 'plan' of such sorts?" I questioned after Faramir had departed. I knew this man to not be keen on lying so I believed that he would tell me if another motive was behind this.

"Éomer, I know you have feelings for the princess, as a lot of other people know as well. Imrahil doesn't know of how she feels exactly so he thought that she should stay in Rohan to… decipher how she feels. Does that make sense to you?" he asked with a strange look in his eyes.

I couldn't help but grin when I replied to him. "I'm assuming that Gamling told you I'm sulking."

At this, he laughed whole-heartedly and agreed with what I had said.

"For your information, my lord, I am not sulking, I am simply trying to make you miserable after your son had laughed at me during my last visit." I said and grinned as we went on to account past stories between friends.

I had finally convinced Lothiriel to head to bed once I had told her of her Father's plans of her going to Rohan. We had discussed as well the country's king in more ways than possible.

She thought that everything was pointing to her and that she was in love with someone completely different than her? Had I ever succumb to these thoughts with Aragorn? I would have gone mad, as she is presently.

I finally found that Éomer had left my love to return to our chambers. When he arrived I found this to be the perfect time to bring up Lothiriel's agony.

"Is it true that Éomer has finally found love?" I questioned not knowing what lie ahead of me.

"Indeed, he has, my love. He has found someone but I'm not too sure if she accepts him as such." He said with sympathy in his eyes.

I sighed and felt pity for Lothiriel, for she was already feeling the cold hands of rejection. "So Lothiriel has no chance." I said voicing my pity.

At this, I started to hear laughter much to my surprise. I turned around and there was Aragorn in laughter. He saw the frustration in my eyes and quickly subsided.

"I'm sorry, my love, but what do you mean that Lothiriel has no chance. Do you not know who Éomer is smitten by?" He said with a gleam in his eyes. I simply shook my head.

"Arwen, he's falling in love with Lothiriel. Did you talk to her about the trip to Rohan?" He asked with some sincerity.

"I did and she seemed forlorn. I had found her earlier almost in tears for she said she was a flighty girl for having such crazy thoughts. I guess her thoughts weren't too far fetched." I said finally happy for her.

"Yes, my love. Her thoughts are quite accurate. Now Éomer and her both need to confess to each other and all shall be well. However, knowing the word games she uses, that will take some time." He stated and added, "But not nearly as long as we had to wait." With that he quickly pulled me into a kiss that I was lost in. All thoughts of pity and sorrow were soon washed away.

A/N: I had no idea that Arwen and Aragorn would get involved in this story. I intended for them to stay out, but they just had to squeeze their way in there. Go figure. Anyways, I can't wait for all the reviews I'll have when I see this on Friday. I think I kind of know where the plot bunny might take this. Yippee.