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Title: Love At First Sight (#2236)
Author: isilelensar
Chapters: 3

Archive: Tolkien
Category: Lord of the Rings
Description: An unlikely pair fall in love the moment they set eyes on each other.
Written for the OSA Drabble Challenge #27: First Love
Published: 19 Sep 2005
Updated: 19 Sep 2005
Warnings: none
Type: Romance
Characters: Siladwen (OFC), Eothain (OMC)


Chapter 1 - Love At First Sight

Siladwen watched the warrior as he delivered his message. Tall, strong, and wearing the armor of his countrymen. He was Rohirrim; it was rare to see them near Lorien, much less within the borders. Yet here he was, Eothain of The Wold, delivering a message to Lady Galadriel as he’d been charged to do. She moved closer, in order to see him better, and stopped in her tracks when his eyes met hers. Her heart skipped a beat when he blinked several times, then smiled. Siladwen fell in love, and she smiled shyly at the man she knew she’d marry.


Chapter 2 - Love of Family

Their daughter cried heartily, her little arms waving in the air. Eothain picked her up and the baby calmed down, but not completely. “She wants her mother,” he said to the figure in the doorway. Siladwen smiled and came to them, taking the babe from him. She sat down in the rocking chair and loosened the laces of the shirt she wore.

“Our little Rian is just hungry, my love,” she said, smiling fondly at their first child, and singing a lullaby in her native tongue. He knelt beside his wife and daughter, swearing to love both of them forever.


Chapter 3 - Love Remembered

Rian stood on the plains of the Wold, not far from where her home used to be. The home she’d been born and raised in; for a time. It seemed ages since she was last here, and the memories were still just as strong. Her mother, Siladwen, would sing lullabys to her. Her father, Eothain, taught her to use both sword, bow, and how to ride a horse. Both had been taken from her at different times. And in Valinor, only her mother still lived.

Mounting her horse, she sang her mother’s lullabys as she rode away. Never to return.
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