And so this is a sequel - it takes place about one minute or less after that one - but is pretty self-explanatory, you don't have to read that one.
Title; Not Drowning
Characters; Éomer 7 Lothiriel
For the 'Swimming' challenge.
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.
The first time he looked into her eyes he felt as though he was drowning; sinking deeper and deeper into their blue depths.
She was a princess from the sea – how clichéd could you get?
And oh! How he would have snorted in derision if any of his bards used such a description. As well then never to admit how he felt…
But every young man of the Mark spent warm days diving into river pools – Éomer simply had to work out how to swim in this new situation.
He bowed and spoke politely, “Princess Lothiriel, it is my pleasure…”