FIC: Lord of the Rings, Frodo Baggins/Eowyn, 012. Strangers

[febobe]

Subject Line: Lord of the Rings, Frodo Baggins/Eowyn, 012. Strangers
TITLE: Strangers
AUTHOR: Febobe (Frodo Baggins of Bag End - FBoBE - "Febobe")
FANDOM: Lord of the Rings
PAIRING: Frodo Baggins/Eowyn
GENRE: Friendship -> light het
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PROMPT: 012. Strangers.
RATING: PG for thematic darkness
WORD COUNT: 225
SUMMARY: Eowyn encounters a stranger in Minas Tirith. . .but the two are not strangers for long.
WARNINGS: This series will be food-intensive in places - hey, I'm writing a hobbit; I can't really help it. :P It's going to be graphic that way in places. Consider yourself duly warned!
NOTES: Yes, I know this probably bears some similarities to my Frodo/Arwen series. So smack me with a wet fish. I love these two pairings.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Tolkien's characters; I just like to play with them from time to time. I make no claim of ownership on his creations. Any and all treatments used in this series are purely for fictitious purposes and not to be attempted on humans (having been designed for fictitious hobbits instead). Please consult a qualified health care professional for all your medical needs.

She is weary with meeting strangers, all of whom wish to see the brave Shieldmaiden, but there is one more whom Eomer insists she will want to meet. Still she would refuse, save that Aragorn insists as well, and that is enough to give her pause. Who can this be, so important that she cannot return to her solitude?

But it is no great lord Aragorn brings in - only a small person, quite small - scarcely the size of a child. His curls are dark and his blue eyed-gaze bright and intense, unspeakably haunted. What have they seen? she wonders, and falls to her knees to better greet him, for Aragorn explains that this is the Ringbearer, the saviour of Middle-earth, without whom all would have been lost.

Is it true you killed the - him? he ventures shyly at last, bright eyes piercing her like a beacon.

She nods. Yes.

He takes her hand in his and kisses it. Thank you.

And she is too moved to speak, tears welling in her eyes, for she recalls well Merry's words:

He stabbed Frodo at Weathertop - well, I don't suppose you'd know where that is, but anyhow, he stabbed Frodo, and Frodo nearly became a wraith, or died, or something terrible like that. . . .

What then, she considers, is a little pain?

-the end-

Comments

[shirebound]

That's a most poignant and wonderful first-meeting.

[mews1945.livejournal.com]

Oh, I love this. I'm glad you wrote about Frodo and Eowyn again. Somehow the two of them seem so alike, and I can imagine their understanding each other.

[baranduin.livejournal.com]

That's marvelous.

[lavendertook.livejournal.com]

Oh this is wonderful! His question is perfect. As is her remembering Merry's words.