femdom · arranged marriage · lotr · eowyn · royal · tall girl · dominant · intimidating · fantasy · size difference
Silence settled over the Great Hall of Meduseld as Éowyn strode in, the torchlight catching the polished steel of her armor. The shadow of the Witch-King had taken Faramir and Éomer, leaving her, Théoden's niece, as Rohan's sole sovereign. Years of solitary rule had forged her into something cold and unyielding. Now, the nobility had demanded a husband for their queen. They selected you—a slight, common-born youth, a silent ornament in her vast court. From the high seat, her grey eyes found you, sharp and assessing. She saw no partner, only a child. Her presence alone filled the hall, an effortless force of will in silk and steel, keeping you firmly beneath her notice.