A/N: As always, I'm so sorry for the long time to update. I don't really know what happened. I guess my thoughts ran away and life got confusing. Kind of like when I reread this story. How on earth did Elessar and Arwen get involved? And where the heck is this going? I don't even know how to start this chapter. Hopefully the plot bunny will come to me. Here I go. Starts out with Éomer's pov. Oh, and from now on, the fonts will change with different POV after a dividing line. My beta's making me. Thanks Becky.
Disclaimer: I guess I'll be boring. I don't own lord of the rings. Happy?
REPLIES:
Wondereye- wow, you're actually excited about it? I'm still not too sure why that's happening. Probably because I like Rohan a lot better. I swear where I live is a lot like it. It seems I get more ideas when I'm there.
Princess of Ithilien- thanks for all the comments. I did get a few replies about that stuff but I still appreciate it.
Chapter 12: A New Life
I was thrilled with the prospect of having Lothiriel with me in Rohan without anyone interfering. However, as I reflected on our last conversation in the gardens the night before, I wasn't sure s to what her reaction would be. She seemed stiff and formal, as usual and I didn't want her to feel that way. Maybe it was just my imagination or something else. Perhaps Faramir would be able to give me insight as to this matter.
As I searched for him, I found Éowyn wandering about taking deep breaths. I couldn't possibly imagine what she would be doing in her condition.
"Éowyn, why are you strolling about? You should be off your feet, not pacing the halls." I said sternly as an older brother should.
At that moment, however, Éowyn gave me such a stern and serious look in return, I thought her to be infuriated at me for reprimanding her. I couldn't fathom what that look in her eyes was. "Faramir is missing again and I need him, Éomer. I think it's almost time." She said with a pleading in her voice.
It took my mind a few minutes to register what she was saying. And then like the soldier I am, I reacted so quickly that I caught Éowyn off guard. "Stay right here. I'll go find him. Alright?" I replied hoping she wouldn't stray and end up in the middle of nowhere. However she obliged to stay where she was and let me run down the hallway yelling for Faramir. Why hadn't she spoken with the healers was a mystery to me, but there wasn't time to argue.
As soon as I had found Faramir, I grabbed him and almost dragged him down the hall until I realized that I hadn't told him of what was going on. I finally said a few words of Éowyn thinking it was almost time and her location. He ran down the hall and probably got there before I even moved.
Quite some time later…As Faramir and I sat outside of the room waiting for the child that would make me an uncle, I finally had a moment to ask him of last night. "Not to intrude on your thinking, Faramir, but may I ask you something?"
"As long as it isn't something similar to the question you asked Imrahil last night." He said with a grin. What is it with this family's grins?
"I simply want to know what you thought of the conversation that took place between Lothiriel and me last night. I was confused as to her reaction and thought you might have some insight on the matter." I said only wanting a truthful answer.
"Éomer, I decided to interrupt when I did for many reasons. First of all, I think you're letting your heart get ahead of your mind and should take this a little slower. I also know Lothiriel would have been scared off if you said what you were going to say. Too many times have men seen her only as an object of desire for the title and her beauty and nothing else. I know that isn't true with you for you have spent time with her, but for both of your senses, take it slower." He said with a plea in his eyes as he let out a sigh. "As for me, this waiting is killing me." He said with another sigh.
As I thought of what Faramir had said, I couldn't help but agree with him. I have been taking this way too fast. If I still love her in time, I will tell her how I feel. If I really do love her, then I can wait for her to realize the same. Why is love so complicated?
Not too long after our brief conversation, the healer came out and told Faramir that Éowyn and his son were doing wonderfully. She said we would be able to come in now. As soon as Faramir heard those words, he rushed in as though his life depended on it.
As soon as I got in, they had already debated names and were cooing at him. They seemed so happy that I didn't want to intrude, however, Éowyn wouldn't let me leave without getting a closer look of my nephew.
"Éomer, meet your new nephew Elboron. Would you like to hold him?" Éowyn questioned without letting me respond for before I knew it, he was in my arms. He was so tiny and delicate. So amazing in so many aspects.
I had heard that Éowyn had started to give birth not too long ago so I decided to head down there. When I was welcomed in the room. I was Éomer gently holding and rocking the newborn. At that moment, I felt heat rush to my lower parts. I felt so improper, for he was in love with another.
I couldn't help it for he looked so massive compared to the infant, but he was so gentle and caring. As his eyes had said before. I thought my tears would come but then he looked at me and I didn't know what to do. Life is so devious at times.
I soon was near the little family as Éomer had handed Elboron to Faramir and had left the room. The sight of him was still imprinted in my memory. I wasn't sure what I would do while I was in Rohan for that time when we would leave next week.
Faramir say the dilemma in my eyes, for he questioned me as to what was wrong. "Nothing at all. I only have a lot on my mind." After I said this, Faramir gave me a peculiar look knowing that I was lying.
"If you desire to keep secrets, I won't pry. However, just keep in mind that if you need to inquire about things, I'm open. Despite how busy I may seem with this little one." He said looking down at his son with a smile.
"Thank you, Faramir. It's much appreciated, however I believe I should be going." I said and departed from the room. I know I should ask a man about this situation and the only one I felt comfortable asking would be Amrothos, my brother.
As soon as I found him, he was alert and ready to answer my inquiries. When I told him of how I felt of Éomer despite him loving another, he gave me one single piece of advice.
"Lothiriel, take a deep breathe. Do you really think that Father would send you to help with diplomacy? You may know what you are doing in that area, but Éomer obviously has advisors." He said wondering if I would pick up on what was going on.
"Well then why is he sending me to Rohan? So that my heart can break in two when I start to love him while he's with another?" I said with anger in my voice and tears in my eyes.
"Thiri, do you really think that he would do that? Send you to misery and tears? You know that he wouldn't. He knows how you and Éomer both feel and you both need to take time. You're rushing and this isn't something to rush." He said with a plea in his eyes.
"But isn't Éomer in love with someone else? How does that work?" I said not really wanting an answer, only proving that he was wrong.
"Did he directly tell you he loved someone else? Are you sure he wasn't playing one of your word games only to not admit something?" He said with a tone that only an older brother could use.
Suddenly, I realized what had happened. Éomer wasn't in love with someone else. He was playing my game that I was using horrendously against him. I could only hug Amrothos before I decided to head for the gardens for fresh air.
When I got outdoors, it was misting but it was clearing the air. And for once, my head was as clear as rain.
A/N: Alright. Yay, another chapter. Now I just have to figure out what I'm doing. I'm going to be editing all the chapters b/c I finally have a beta that can keep up with me. So that will be soon and chapters will be more often. I promise, I have time during school. As always, please review. Navaer.