Who: Eomer OT Lothiriel Where: Eomer's quarters - he has refused to move into the king's chambers- When: Just two weeks into their marriage What: A bit of pillow talk.
It was still early in the morning, but the two young people laying tangled in one another’s arms and legs had been awake for a good few hours, their need to tease and pleasure each other abated, and their long golden hair as tangled in each others as their limbs were. Eomer had a faintly amused look on his face, as he nipped the tip of Lothiriel’s nose and whispered trying to keep the laughter from his voice, “you have broken yet another bed my lady queen, whatever are we going to do when the royal carpenters run out of strong enough timbers to keep on replacing that which you break?”
This had not been the first bed the pair had broken, they’d only been married just over two weeks now and so far this was the second bed they had somehow managed to break. Eomer knew fully it wasn’t merely Lothiriel’s fault that the beds broke, but still it amused him to remind her of these facts. He had no clue that the councillors had been badgering Lothiriel continually about his behaviour, about trying to put him in line, making him act how those of Dol Amroth believed a king should act.
Sighing playfully the warmth that came from his lips lightly glanced over her face, “I preferred the old bed, much smaller and meant you couldn’t escape me,” as the old bed had really merely been a single bed that Eomer had had in his room for a good many years, not really the most comfortable of things, as it was a basic bed that were normally kept for being in the soldiers barracks. Niether had the King … got around to moving himself into the ‘King’s’ quarters, instead he was still in the rooms he had before, and well that did not sit too well with the any of the elders of Rohan, the king in their eyes should be in the King’s chambers, the Queen in the Queen’s chambers, and when they chose to be together, they should be in the ‘marriage’ quarters, and they should not be together, quite so much as they were. Not that Eomer paid them any heed and not that he tended to listen, however, it wasn’t quite so easy for Lothiriel to avoid them.