So here it is...
Characters: Lothiriel, Éomer
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
That gardens existed in the face of war amazed Éomer; but it was the perfect, secluded yet public, spot.
“I know a king should petition the father of a princess for her hand… But this man believes a woman should come willingly to the marriage bed.
If you do not wish it, then this king will not ask that prince…”
She smiled and moved into his arms, and finally he knew he’d won what he had wanted since his opening move.
And, as their lips met, a nightingale rose and sang out their news to all who could hear it.
Somehow I think Legolas might have been amongst the first to know...!