So here is chapter 2! Still getting used to writing here so forgive me if things seem odd or what not. Again I don't own the storyline, that goes to MissLalween on YouTube. The characters aren't mine either, though I do wish I own Eomer because let's face it, Karl Urban in hoooooooooooot! Anyway if your enjoying things so far then let me know with a Kudos or a comment! Any feedback is appreciated!
"Lead the way My lord."
There had never been a more awkward moment than sitting with her brother and a foreign King at the table. She had offered lunch to her soon to be husband and his men, knowing the trip was not easy, which he respectfully accepted. Now sitting in the room with her brother at the head of the table, Illyrio to her left and Éomer to her right. Vaenerys yelling about the wedding waiting until they returned to his home. But she couldn't help the smile that rose to her face.
"I don't see why this must wait until your return to Rohan!" Vaenerys growled and slammed down his fork, glaring to the king with purple eyes. She looked down to her plate of food, holding her tongue for a moment before clearing her throat to hide the laugh that wanted to fly free from her lips.
"You have different laws in these lands." Éomer said, his voice stern and slightly irritated. "We do not wed at a snap of someone's fingers." He said taking a bite from his plate. Vaenerys snarled lightly and looked to Daenerys for a moment. Seeing the smile on her face. "If that is the kingdom you wish to rule over then I am sorry for the people under you." At the way he said that, Daenerys laughed lightly.
"Perhaps you should learn something from his Vaenerys." She said looking to the glaring man at the head of the table. "He seems to know what its like to rule. Don't want you ending up like the man king now do we?" She asked as she looked away, taking a bite from her plate. Her older brother rose quickly and took a deep breath in through his nose. And with another snarl he had left the room, soon followed by Illyrio who gave the young Targaryen a glare.
"He is a very self centered man." Éomer said looking to the door. "I am sorry you must deal with man like him." Daenerys sighed lightly and looked to the door as well. Shaking her head she looked down, avoiding the eyes that looked down upon her.
"He's just like our father." She said. "Mad for power and greed."
"A man like him is not meant to rule." Éomer said taking up his fork and taking another bite of her meat. "And they call him the dragon." A laugh came from the mans lips. She laughed lightly and looked up to him out of the corner of her eye. He caught her gaze and winked before taking another bite. She blushed lightly and cleared her throat, going over and over in her head for something to say.
"You said your kingdom has different laws." She said and earned a nod. "These laws allow arranged marriages with others from a different land?" She asked semi curious to what made him decide to take her brothers offer.
"At one time yes but the laws have changed." He said looking to her. "With a new king things changed. I did took your brothers offer because he has information I need." He said. She frowned lightly, a sinking feeling in her stomach. "However, now that I see the way he is, I'm glad I did. Because you do not deserve the things he does to you." That made her smile. He looked to the door and stood slowly when one of his riders entered the room.
"My lord, we must be going if we are to reach the shore by morning." He nodded and offered his hand, helping her stand with a smile on his face. The other rider of Rohan left the room and they followed. Passing by Illyrio who bid them farewell. Stopping not far from the entrance from the city. Éomer whistled loudly, waving his hand. She frowned lightly and rose an eyebrow before spotting the white horse make it's way towards them. He took the reigns in his hand and offered them to her. A small smile on his face.
"He's beautiful." She said brushing her hand against the neck of the stallion before her. He nodded slowly and helped her onto the horse before rising onto his own. Pulling on the reigns he pointed them towards the north. Looking behind her she spotted her brother waiting not far behind them, and she secretly wished he'd stay behind.
"Are you ready milady?" He asked with a smile on his face.
"Lead the way My lord." She smiled and with that, they were headed north. Towards lands unknown to her and soon, she would be a queen. And the thought alone left a smile on her face.