A/N: Just a note to say 'thanks' for the reviews! And as this is a shorter scene, scene 6 should be up sometime tomorrow.
To Wondereye- feel free to use suspension of disbelief, or come up with your own scenario. I haven't written a scene for that aspect of the story specifically but my personal favorite idea at this point is along the lines of the story of the letter hidden in plain sight. The point there being that she really isn't guarded that heavily for a princess, one 'cousin' and one 'uncle' both of whom have other duties to keep the disguise up.
And to Katia0203- What you wrote was supposed to be how the story went. That is what I had intended...sometimes stories start to take on a life of their own, and sometimes it's really frustrating when all you really wanted to write was fluff!
-A Forbidden Love-
Scene 5:
Éomer heard a step behind him. He ignored it. A moment later Thèodred joined him to stare out at the plains of Edoras,
"I can't be your witness," Éomer said thickly-not turning to look at him, "it wouldn't be fair to any of us."
"You are sure she returns your love?" Éomer stiffened. He shot Thèodred a glare and Thèodred flushed.
"It is not that I doubted you before. But she is to be my wife, Éomer. You must see how difficult this is for me as well. You cannot blame me for hoping that it may have been but a passing fancy-on her part at least!"
Éomer watched the wind rolling through the grass, allowing his mind to blank for a moment, before purposefully relaxing his shoulder and unclenching his fists.
"I am sorry, cousin." Thèodred's voice was pained, "Would that I could change this for you, so that you two could wed instead."
"I understand. A future king for a princess. 'Tis a much more fitting trade." Éomer turned, "Only a couple more months?"
Thèodred nodded, "Would you like me to have them removed to Meduseld?"
Éomer shook his head, "'Tis no matter, I will stay away from her. And I doubt the commander will let her stray far from the house." He took a step towards the Golden Hall, "Maybe I'll double my patrols for a bit. It wouldn't be a bad thing, winter is almost here and with the floods that ruined so many crops this year, Dunlending and Orc have been more forward." He paused as he passed by Thèodred.
"You'll forgive me, but I think I need to be alone for awhile. Perhaps I will see you at supper." Thèodred clapped him lightly on the shoulder.
"Of course, Éomer," he paused, "I truly am sorry," he added in a low tone, as Éomer walked up the steps and into the hall.
