A True Queen of Rohan(Eomer fanfic)

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I want to say sorry for never updating I just had my mocks and I have my real exams in roughly three and a half months so I have been swamped with revision so once again am sorry I do however have a plan for this story and I will try to update but please bare with me.

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After the shouting match I walked up to my room trying to stop the waterfall of tears after packing my bag I walked towards the hall were my parents, and the king stood accompanied by a rather beautiful looking elf. he was tall match my fathers height, with long mahogany hair that seemed to glitter in the dusk light.
The elf was dressed in a robe and armour due to his hearing he turned around and smiled kindly "Lady Ayanna" he bowed down to me blushing ever so slightly I dipped my head "hello" I walked up to my parents and the king "goodbye Mother, Father, I love you be safe. please look after Deor and Frecca for I will not be able too" giving them both tight hugs and small kiss on the  cheek, my mother of course refusing to let me go, after prying myself from my mother arms I then turned to the king " I want to thank you for doing this Ayanna, I know how strongly against this you truly are" then he did something that surprised us all he bowed to me with a small teary smile I returned the gesture.

Turning to the elf that was stood a little further away I walked " thank you for waiting I understand that we are on a schedule" the elf looked slightly surprised at my statement but then brushed it off with a small smile " There is no need My Lady, I could have never  imagined the pain of leaving one's family especially at such a young age"

Slowly we started to move towards the edge of the hall court yard where a group of elves that were wearing the same armour, surrounded by beautiful horses " I hope you are okay with riding a horse My lady" the elf who's name I still have to uncover  asked as we made our way to the group of soldiers. giggling ever so slightly I nodded " you forget Master elf I am a daughter of Rohan" I felt proud to say these words.  Nodding at these words he then shouted something in elvish, out of nowhere a beautiful white horse appeared (i imagine that the horses look like thoroughbreds and Arabs) walking up the creature I gently place my slightly trembling hand on it's head and snout  "it likes you" one of the elves the were near by stated " I do hope so, it would be rather unfortunate for it to hate me and still have to work so hard" I said after a second or so I had realised what I had said turning around to find most of the elves smiling and some where even laughing "you seem wise beyond your years young one, you will fit in Imladris well" the same elf said before jumping on to his own snow white horse. understanding that it was time to leave I too followed his example and jumped up on the horse. glancing back to my family for the last time we slowly sett off in to the plains of Rohan.

After three hours or so of ridding over the hilly terrain of Rohan we started to slow down, we had finally reached the boarded of my country over the past hours of ridding, I had gotten to know the elves in the company there were only ten but I had gotten the closes with Nirorndir. "you truly are a daughter of your land, three hours  of ridding and you have not complained once" he said Ina slight teasing voice for someone that was over three hundred years old he sure did seem childish. before I could answer the leader of our small company Arveldir lead us to a halt " MY Lady we have three more hours or so of ridding we can stop and make camp or we can continue ridding in the night it is up to you?"

feeling over ten pairs of eyes on me I spoke in what hopefully seemed like a confidant voice " I feel as it is up to your company and yourself, after all it is you who must be tired after such a long journey" smiling he nodded "then we carry on the sooner we get back the better, I feel darkness is approaching" with that we all started to trot a little faster then earlier something about the way he phrased it gave me shivers the word 'darkness' it didn't seem like he was describing the night but something more, something sinister.

as we continued our journey north the horses started to get fidgety and did the soldiers, the small path that led through the forest was not only narrow but a perfect place for an ambush, as if my thoughts had been brought to life Arveldir  shot what seemed like an arrow at the bush and with that all hell broke loose we wear under attack.

dun dun duuunnnn??

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