Morwen Steelsheen

I'm starting to worry that I have an overactive biological clock. Now that I've gone through five kids of my own, it's turned on my children.


Morwen: *whistles as she walks over to visit Noniel, knocking on the door* Baby, I've come to visit!

Thorongil: *calls from the backyard* She's not here right now!

Morwen: Ah, Thorongil! *heads out to the back* Hello, Thorongil.

Thorongil: *tending to a tidy little herb garden* My queen. What brings you here?

Morwen: *smiles* I came to visit my daughter.
( Tormenting Thorongil )


Of course, once I got out of there I started reconsidering what I'd said. Oh Bema, I'm turning into a daft old woman.

I'm not an unreasonable woman and I'm not a tyrant. I love my adopted country of Rohan and I believe in it and its values. That includes proper behaviour, not quite as strict as Gondor's, but tough in its own ways, among other things.

In a lot of ways, it's a very natural country. It comes from being so in tune with the horses, I suppose. Natural ways of living, and natural behaviour. You know, little things like not being prone to murdering eachother or homosexuality. I didn't even think about it until Noniel and Theoden started growing up, really. I mean, they're not like Sexburg. They just give off a vibe of 'something's not right' and it breaks my heart. I honestly just want them to grow up well and happy, and this just isn't the way to it.

I don't have any proof about Noniel, but The Boy went and spelled it out for me. And the worst thing is, it's a nightmare version. It's not some misguided boy his own age that he could grow out of. It's men as old as his father or... ancient. With children that were old long before his great-grandfather was even born. And of course I can't try to help him or protect him, because I'm just brushed off as the tyrannical or crazy mother. All I can see is my son getting hurt or worse.

Bema knows what'll happen if I'm right about Noniel. She'll probably join some elf woman's harem as a love slave. Oh, my head.

If I never see that man who touched my son again, I'll be a happy woman. I welcomed Artamir in to become a friend of the family, but he was just a predator.



Artamir: *makes dinner and takes it over to Theo's house, knocking lightly on the door*

Morwen: *answers* Hello ther--*sees Artamir and her eyes narrow*

Artamir: Morwen. *slight bow* I made dinner for you. Would you accept it and hear me out for an apology?
( Only my sense of fairness kept me from throwing rocks at him until he went away )


I can't win.

( Hygd and her papa have a talk, in which she finds out about Theo, and Artamir's been drinking. Forget that this is not in the right journal. :D )

Artamir: *nods and lies back in bed, thinking about Theo* ... *gets up after a while, thinking he should prove to Theo tonight how much he cares and gets out of bed, making sure not to wake Hygd as he heads over to Theo's house; stops a few feet from his front door and calls out* Theoden! Theoden Ednew! *starts attempting to serenade*

( Artamir makes a mistake and Morwen finally finds out Theo's secret life! And is then forbidden to see either men again. )


It's one thing to be curious and try it once or twice. Everyone goes through that. But to continue to disobey me once I found out? Or even to continue it after one or two times! Such a disgrace! And here I thought my son was going to make a good king to our people once his father passed on... I miss my husband. He would know what to do in this situation. He'd take care of it...

Noniel: So, what does my mom think about me moving in with Thorongil?
Morwen: Grandkids?
Noniel: Well... I don't think we'll have any just yet. I'm just asking what you think!
Morwen: Well, he IS a boy... and one I like and approve of
Noniel: So you'd be okay with me moving in with him?
Morwen: *nods* It'll be nice to have a room to myself
Noniel: And what do you think Theo and the girls will think of it?
Morwen: You're a big girl and I'm worried at your age, this is the only way you'll get married
Noniel: Mom! It's not the only way!
Morwen: isn't it, Noni?
Noniel: No, of course not, mom.
Morwen: Where else are you meeting men?
Noniel: ....mmn. So you're saying he's my only shot? :(
Morwen: Looks like it, baby
Noniel: Hmph. Fine, I *will* move in with him...
Morwen: I'll help you pack
Noniel: Give it a few days, mom. He hasn't even gotten the place yet!
Morwen: I'm just excited for you!
Noniel: Because you want grandkids?
Morwen: And you to be taken care of
Noniel: I'm taken care of here, mom.
Morwen: By who?
Noniel: Myself?
Morwen: *just looks worried*
Noniel: Why are you worried, mom?
Morwen: I just want you to have a good life
Noniel: Thanks, mom. *hugs* But I'll be okay.
Morwen: ...you're still moving in with him, right?
Noniel: ...I need to think about it now that I know you're okay with it.
Morwen: What, you were going to do it for sure until I agreed? What kind of daughter are you?
Noniel: No, no, I was going to think about it either way!
Morwen: Good!
Noniel: So it's not to spite you. *hugs*
Morwen: *hugs back* Good


Oh my Bema. It's finally happening.

Maybe she'll stop being so weird with that little Dol Amrothian girl now.

Theoden: *studying and rubbing Dagnir's stomach with his foot*

Morwen: *scratches Dagnir's head and looks over Theo's shoulder* Brushing up on your language, baby? You know, you should study Rohirric, too. It wouldn't do to forget it

Theoden: It's not exactly written down. Or existing in this time. I have to wait until Sexburg isn't busy.

Morwen: Can't Noniel teach you?

Theoden: Sexburg doesn't mind me screwing around.

( Morwen and Theoden chat )

So after that, there was a knock on the door...

Morwen: *petting the cat and daydreaming about Rohan*
Theodwyn: Hi, mommy. *climbs up to sit with her*
Morwen: oof. Hello there
Theodwyn: *kisses her cheek* Isn't Daggy cute? *grins and pets him*
Morwen: What IS he?
Theodwyn: He's a kitty! Theo found him!
Morwen: Ah yes. I remember the time he brought home a fox. So does your father and the thumb that aches when the cold comes
Theodwyn: Ooh, Theo brought home a fox? What happened?!
Morwen: Unspeakable carnage
Theodwyn: Oooh. No one tells me these stories!
Morwen: Because they think you'll get ideas. *beeps her nose*
Theodwyn: Aww. Tell me? I won't bring home animals!
Morwen: I just told you one!
Theodwyn: No, tell me what happened!
Morwen: I did!
Theodwyn: You just said 'unspeakable carnage'!
Theodwyn: Aw, pleeeeeeease, mommy? *big eyes up at her*
Morwen: ... *picks up Dagnir and puts him on Wynnie* Eat her!
Dagnir: ... *starts grooming Wynnie*
Theodwyn: *giggles and scratches Dagnir's head* silly kitty!
Dagnir: MroooowWWl
Theodwyn: *laughs and cuddles him* Isn't he cute, mommy?
Morwen: Well, he's something. Now go scoot, mommy needs to rest her eyes for a bit
Theodwyn: Kaaaay. *kisses her cheek and climbs down, taking Dagnir with her* Come on, Daggy, mommy wants to sleep.
Dagnir: *droops in her arms* yrwooowl
Theodwyn: *giggles and rubs her nose on his head* You're such a good kitty, yes you are!

Alright, I lied. But that's what little kids are for! At least, so they don't keep asking even more. I'm just feeling sorry for myself. I should be feeling sorry for poor Thengel, his whole family is gone now and all he has left is our possessions and the painting he was working on of me:




I'm sorry I won't see it finished. Then again, he might pull another incident like the last one he insists on keeping in the throne room:




I think he's trying to show off his status in life with it (you would not BELIEVE the gaudy decorations he's included. Or left, apparently Fengel wasn't much better), but I'd really rather have that one in the dining room. It works better with the lightning.

Attending to my queenly duties and what happens? I suddenly find myself standing beside this absolutely disgusting fountain. It was spewing liquid brown. And liquid brown is usually just one thing in Rohan: Time to get a healer for the horse.

But the place looks nice, so I might as well look around until I figure out what's going on.



Morwen: *windowshops*

Noniel: *on her way to work and freezes when she sees Morwen from the back* ...mom?
( I like to think I take things in stride )