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Ilmare2
Author of 10 Stories

Rated: K - English - Romance/General - Reviews: 14 - Updated: 01-27-04 - Published: 12-17-03 - id:1645342

Title – A Day in the Life

Rating – PG

Disclaimer – I own none of this, it all belongs to Tolkien.  I just have the honor of using his creations in my story.  No sex, violence, profanity or OCs.

A/N – I’m very sorry I haven’t posted in a while!  School’s keeping me extra busy and it’s hard to find time to write!  All reviews, corrections, suggestions and questions are welcome!  Read and enjoy! 

A Day in the Life

Faramir and Eowyn

          Reigning in my horse I turn around and wait for my husband to catch up with me.  I know I am smiling smugly, but honestly, when it comes to horses a prince of Gondor is no match for a Rider of Rohan. Well former Rider of Rohan.  I have left the fields of battle behind and focus now on simply being Lady Eowyn of Ithilien.  It is a position that has many responsibilities, but I am more than prepared and ready to deal with them.  There is a sizable civilian population in Ithilien now that the War of the Ring is over and sometimes it is hard to step away from our duties and take a day off for our own personal pleasure. 

          Faramir finally catches up to me, scowling adorably.  His warrior sensibilities cannot deal with the fact I am better, faster and more capable on a horse than he is.  I love reminding him that his wife is no swooning maiden, but a force to be reckoned with.  Fair Lady of Ithilien indeed, I snort. 

          My husband sits straighter in his saddle and is trying to appear dignified while catching his breath.  By the look on his face you would think the Dark Lord has risen again and sitting on the white throne of Gondor.  I cannot suppress my laughter and call out playfully,

          “Would you like me to teach you to ride dear husband?  Maybe then you will be able to keep up with me when we go on these excursions.”

          “Well then it is fortunate I am married to a daughter of Rohan.” Faramir replies, “For she will be able to instruct me in proper horsemanship.” He raises an expectant eyebrow and smiles at me slightly.  I nudge my faithful steed Windfola closer and say softly,

          “Very fortunate indeed.  Your first lesson is an important one so pay close attention.” Faramir is grinning now, and glances around to make sure our escort is not within eyesight.  Beregond takes his duties as Captain of Faramir’s White Guard very seriously and does not let his Lord out of sight for very long.  Satisfied we are alone for the moment, he leans towards me so our shoulders are almost touching. I smile and whisper into his ear, “First you must learn how to properly kiss your wife and instructor while mounted.  Let me demonstrate.”

          I move in and kiss him tenderly, breaking apart before our kisses become too heated.  We are not that far ahead from our escort and it would be very embarrassing if they were to come across us in such an intimate state.  Faramir, on the other hand, has no such inhibitions and abruptly pulls me closer for a much deeper kiss; one that leaves me breathless when he moves away.

          “I think I have that lesson mastered fair Eowyn.  What pray tell is next?”

          Laughing, I plant a quick kiss on his nose and spur my horse ahead.

          “You must catch up with your instructor if you wish to advance to the next lesson my Lord.” I call over my shoulder, not needing to look behind me to know Faramir is riding hard to catch up.

          Leaning forward in my saddle I guide Windfola up the path and through the trees, stopping at the top of a small incline so I might watch Faramir as he approaches.  Windfola snorts and stamps his feet, eager to leave these slow-minded horses of Gondor behind and find some open lands where he can ride free and really stretch his legs.  I pat him reassuringly on the neck and when I look up I see Faramir has halted at the bottom of the path.  He is gazing at me with a soft smile and a wistful expression on his face. 

          It is the look of a man in love.  It is a look of a devoted and passionate husband.  It is a look I know too well.

          I return the smile and watch as his eyes, those brilliant, radiant eyes, light up in desire and love.

          “Are you going to stare at me all day Faramir or are you going to ride up and claim your reward?”

          Faramir rides up the path so quickly one would think the Lord of the Nazgul was on his heels again.  We kiss and embrace each other contentedly.

          “Have I told you today that I love you Lady Eowyn?” He murmurs, his warm breath tickling my ear.

          “Yes you have, but I don’t mind hearing you say it again.”

          “I love you, I love you, I love you.  Happy yet?”

          “I am always happy when with you Faramir.  Shall we return home and continue the rest of this conversation within the privacy of our rooms?”

          “An excellent idea my Lady.”

          It was the first time Faramir has ever bested me in riding anywhere.


          Gazing up at my lovely Eowyn I find that my breath has frozen in my chest and my eyes are unable to look away from the stunning woman before me.  She is such a perfect image of beauty and strength and passion that I am yet again rendered speechless.

          I sigh softly and think to myself that I could watch my wife all day.  I love the way the sun makes her golden hair glow, the way her eyes twinkle like the stars, even the little dimples that appear on her cheeks when she smiles.

          As if she was reading my thoughts Eowyn smiles and desire instantly surges straight through my body.  By the Valar does she know what that smile does to me?  I find that my muscles are frozen and only when Eowyn calls out to me do I rouse myself from my stupor.

          “Are you going to stare at me all day Faramir or are you going to ride up and kiss me?”

          I am halfway up the path before she even ceases to speak.  She gives a soft gasp when I capture her lips with mine and melts into my arms.  I murmur sweet proclamations of my undying love for her in her ear, smiling inwardly as her breath quickens and a light blush colors her cheeks.  She is so beautiful, my wild daughter of Rohan, and I wish we had all the time in the world to hold each other and bask in the warmth of our love.

          My mushy musings are interrupted when Eowyn slyly suggests we return to our home in the hills of Emyn Arnen and continue this “discussion” in the comforts of our own rooms.

          “An excellent suggestion my Lady.” I manage to force out in reply.  Expertly turning my horse around on the narrow path I charge down the hill, smirking at the surprised look I know is on Eowyn’s fair face.  I was taught the basics of both casual and war horsemanship by my father’s advisors, but it was not until after I had married Eowyn that I learned the fine subtleties and skills of horse riding.  She has taught me so many new and wonderful things and I will forever be thankful to the Valar for bringing this fiery woman into my life.   

          Finally she gathers her wits and with a loud whoop I hear her ride after me. 

          I grin, managing to stay ahead of my wife as I use all of my riding skills to deftly weave my way through the valleys of Ithilien. 

          Ah, this is the good life.  The sun is shining, the weather is perfect and there is nothing to worry about except enjoying this fine day with my beloved.  Woe to the man who interrupts me for official business today.  The Lord and Steward roles have been shed and I want to do nothing but show my Eowyn just how much she means to me.  Perhaps we will dine outside underneath the stars tonight and then retire to our chambers for a night of relaxing by a fire.  My mind is already planning the night’s events and I steal a glance over my shoulder to see how Eowyn is doing.

          She is smiling widely, pure happiness and exhilaration on her face and I cannot help but think,

          Life is very good.       

          *TBC*

Next Up – Earendil and Elwing (the parents of Elrond)

Caladiel Meril W – I hoped you liked this part!  This was one of the first ideas my muse came up with when I started this and I’m sorry it took so long for me to actually post it!  Thanks for the review!

Sunsong – Great suggestions, I’ll definitely consider them and see what happens!  Thank you!



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