Disclaimer: Not mine, Just borrowing.
A/N: I edited this story, as I wasn't really happy with the version I first posted. Many thanks to NancyBrooke and LadyofRohan for their constructive criticism. Your words were very helpful. Please review and tell me what you think of the new version. I really hope this works better.
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Eowyn carefully pressed her ear to the door of her chamber. Someone was having a very interesting conversation in the corridor. Her eyebrows arched speculatively as she recognized Eomer’s voice, and a lady that she knew was very popular with the Rohirrim. Finally! A chance to get back at Eomer for frequently pulling her hair.....
That evening at dinner, Eowyn turned to her brother.
"So, brother, did you get to show the Lady your impressive ‘stature’?” Eowyn smirked as Eomer blushed, wondering how much she had heard. She patted his arm comfortingly. “Don’t worry too much. I’ll keep quiet…maybe. "


