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Story Summary: 

When Theodred's true love comes to Edoras in mourning, Eomer must deal with his own desires towards her. As her need for his comfort increases, she must decide what role he will play in her future. She betrays him with a lie that will change his life forever but he must forgive her or sacrifice his happiness.
 


Warning: explicit consensual sex


 

Chapter Sixteen

Epilogue


The room was still, not even the wood crackled in the fireplace, as if it knew it would be an intrusion on Amrun’s thoughts. She was in the bedroom that had original been Èomer’s before he was king. She preferred sleeping there now to the bed she had once shared with him. The room remained the same as it had the day he first brought her to Edoras after Theodred’s death.

Although her face was untouched by age, she knew that she no longer looked as she once had. Èomer’s death had taken all of the spirit and passion for life completely out of her. She remained a shadow of who she once was. While she knew when she fell in love with a mortal that she would eventually have to suffer his loss, nothing could have prepared her for the emptiness inside.

Her son and daughter, Eodric and Eodeva, had returned from their lands in time to join their brother and say farewell to their father. And Merry and Pippin had been summoned as well. Although the twin sons of Elrond were not here, she had faith that Elrohir would be here soon. They had promised her that when Èomer’s final years were spent, they would come and bring her back to Imladris. From there, they would all eventually sail to the Undying Lands. Her children had tried to encourage her to stay in Rohan, her home for most of her life, with them and their families, reminding her that she was the beloved queen of King Èomer and the mother to his children, including their current king, King Thengal. But Amrun needed to leave these lands for there were too many memories here.

“Naneth?” Thengal said from the doorway. When Amrun turned to look at him, it pained him to see how dispirited she was. “The scouts have reported a party from Imladris will be at the gates soon.”

“Elrohir has come,” she nodded. “I knew he would.”

“I wish you would reconsider and stay here. Your family is here, your friends.”

“Thengal, I cannot remain here where every corner I turn I expect to see his face. You know I love you and your brother and sister. I love all of your children. But your father’s death has defeated me. I cannot suffer each day endlessly. Forgive me for abandoning you,” Amrun said sadly. She never wanted to hurt her children and she knew they did not understand why she could not remain for them at least.

“You have not abandoned us. I merely wish you would remain here. But I understand why you cannot. I love you and wish you peace if you cannot have happiness.” Thengal took his mother’s hands in his own. She was un-aged, beautiful still as the day he was born. He had watched his father age while the years had not touched his mother’s fair face.

Thengel knew she would not change her mind. Not now. He rose and kissed her gently on the top of the head. At the door he lingered for a moment before nodding curtly and leaving.

Èomer’s death had left her bereft of all desire to remain in Meduseld. It was no longer home to her. Everywhere she walked in these halls reminded her of her husband. She listened for his footsteps outside her door each night. Her bed had lost his woody scent. No, she did not belong in Rohan any longer.

“My queen, the men have returned from the errand you had requested,” a maid said from the doorway.

“Has it been taken care of?”

“Yes. The family was very joyous with your gift,” the servant replied then disappeared into the hallway.

The cabin, her cabin, had been her gift to a man, his wife, and son after the man had become injured and unable to keep up his obligations in Edoras. She wanted the cabin to be loved by someone as much as she and Èomer had loved escaping their duties when they were there. And now a child would grow up there, as she had. She had requested that Thengel make sure that the cabin was maintained for the family.

Rising, she straightened her skirt then closed the last trunk she had packed. With one final look around the room, she sighed and wiped her tears away.

It was time to leave with only her memories to keep her warm at night.

 

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