By: Dana

Summary: He watches her and is always unseen.
Characters: Eowyn, Grima
Pairings: Grima/Eowyn
Rating: G
Warnings: Angst
Disclaimer: The author makes no claim to owning the rights of anything to do with J.R.R. Tolkien or New Line Cinema. Any and all characters and situations that have been borrowed are for the author's personal use only, and for the entertainment of others.

The White Lady of the Rohirrim is fair, and he is but the aide of the King, below her, always wanting and never having. She is all that he is not, light to his dark, right to his wrong, life to his death. She is all that he will never be.

She is all that he will ever want.

He tries and yet he cannot take his eyes away from her form. He watches her move with liquid grace, hair like spun gold, skin like fine porcelain, the cut of her gown accentuating the curves of her body. Daughter of kings, she is as fragile as she is strong. Strong she is, like no other he has known, and that strength is like a pillar. Even from across the hall, he can feel it, he can feel her, and he would touch her, and one day he will make her his own.

He knows that she is his rightful path, and when he watches he thinks of how her skin will feel; cool silk, soft and smooth, the curve of her lips will fit against his in perfect submission.

By then, she will be broken.

For what is strength, but body, mind, and will yet to be undone.