Characters: The King of Rohan
Disclaimer: Not mine, merely borrowed
Another for the “What Might Have Been” Challenge.
The King of Rohan was thoughtful.
He had noticed the shy sideways glances between the Third Marshal and Dol Amroth’s pretty daughter. A smile, eyes demurely lowered; a dance, hands lingering about a neat waist.
What was it Boromir had said? You have a cousin. I have a cousin. One day we must each wed; think about it. Théodred had chuckled, then, but the world was different now.
A word, a laugh, a sprightly retort – wit, and not just beauty and lineage! In an instant his decision was made.
I am sorry, Éomer. Choose another; she is not for you.