As news came from the White Wizard, the trio began a quartet once more. It was time to venture over to the lands of Rohan. Each rider had their own horse except for Gimli who gladly rode behind Legolas. He held on to the elf 's wait tight and couldn't wait to get off this foul creature. Horses were much too high for his liking. Only up side to this bothersome activity was that he had the chance to hold on to the elf whom he was liked.

"Any tighter and you are sure to send the spirit out of me" Legolas teased his companion and gently looked over his shoulder to see the dwarf .

"Don't look back at me you crazy elf! Your galloping demon with be steered off course!" The dwarf grumbled and looked away from his fair elf. He let out a sigh. "I can't help it. We decided on riding these beasts."

"Come now Gimli, you surely would be without breath if we continued on foot, besides we had been traveling on foot for days and these horses will get us there faster." The elf gently stroked the mane of the horse and whispered in his elivish tongue. "Horses are wondrous creatures, so strong yet delicate."

"Oh, so they be a distant cousin of your kin?" The dwarf snickered. He was looking up at the elf and chuckled at his own joke.

A wicked smile flashed on his lips and he decided to tease his friend. The horses were into a bolt. Quickly riding faster than the others.

Aragon blinked as he watched the elf prince bring his horse into a sprint. "Woah Legolas, be kind to the horse… and your friend" He shook his head as he knew that his elf friend teased his dwarf rider.

Gimli's eyes were shut tight as he felt his whole world was spinning, "Confounded elves in their wickedness! Their beasts rivaling the wind storms" He muttered.

Then Legolas slowed his horse and returned to a slowly gallop along side the others. He was petting the horse and looked back at the dwarf, "Oh calm thy self, you know you adore me. I was only playing with you"

Gimli was opening his eyes and reached over to his elf's golden hair, "Aye, but you must know my kin don't go riding on such beasts." He chuckled, "We ride the boars, rams or mine carts." He was running his hand gently through the elvish hair and relaxed a bit. He thought about giving Legolas a ride on a mine cart, than he'd see who'd be laughing. True they were lovers but no one said they would stop messing with each other. It was their game and how they had learned to respect each other.

The elf closed his eyes and sighed slowly as he felt the larger hands of the dwarf play with his hair. He smirked remembering their time in the Fangorn forest. He blushed a bit thinking about the dwarf's confession and their intimate night together. Something great was forged between the unlikely lovers. Now they were to begin to court each other however they both intended to after the war. Right now they were back to their mission of the fellowship. They had given their oath and pledged to protect Middle Earth.

When they arrived at Rohan, it was just as Gandolf the White explained. There was a dark cloud about the lands. Even the people in the village looked untrusting and fearful. There was an eerie quietness about the location. No one seemed to have a good mood. Not a single smile lay on anyone's lips. Something dark was brewing in the castle, poison was corrupting the once strong king. They went off their horses and began their trek up the stone stairs to the castle. In faith, the party trusted the wizard who was able to release the king from Sourom's hold.

Later that day was filled with all sorts of discussions. What was Rohan to do now that destruction was coming their way? The beautiful princess of the lands, Eowyn graced the party with her presence. She was thankful to the group that was able to free the hold that was on her uncle. In appeared she had taken a liking to the mysterious rider, Aragorn. Still it looked like other eyes were upon the fair maiden.

Legolas sat beside his friends and noticed that Gimli kept on looking over at the beautiful blonde maiden. It made his stomach turn in knots. He bit his lower lip and tried to let it bother him. Although it was too late, his mind was weaving away at the possibilities, the blurred lines of what was true and false merged. After all, their relationship was an uncommon one to have an elf pair with a dwarf. Also, it had been so long since Gimli laid eyes on a woman. What if his heart faltered now with the vision of a woman was before him? He remembered his time with the dwarf and tried to convince himself nothing was going on. But all his mind was seeing was jealousy. How was the elf prince supposed to compete with a woman? He excused himself and was walking down the halls silently. Jealousy could be seen as weakness and he couldn't let such an emotion blind him.

Aragorn was walking through the hall and spotted Legolas. He saw the way the elf furrowed his brow. Gently, he placed a hand on his elf friend's shoulder, "Legolas, what ails you? Surely staying in one place can't be too terrible until we know what's Théoden plans." His grey eyes looked into the blue ice ones of the elf's. He wanted to know what the elf was thinking; sometimes his friend could be so distant besides being from a different elven race than the ones he knew at Rivendell.

"Its petty troubles that woe me. We are in a great war, one that may destroy Middle Earth as we know it but" He looked over at his friend and sighed, "How do you do it, Aragorn? You're in a relationship… how do you not let things like jealous consume you or fears of losing that person?" He needed answers, this was his first time he was in a relationship that wasn't one sided.

"Is that all, friend?" He gave him a comforting smile, "Its normal to feel jealously or worry, if you didn't have those fears than it wouldn't be love." He thought about his Arwen and how much he missed her. "Love is a great and terrible thing. Sometimes it feels a burden but it will grant you strength." He held on to the necklace that Arwen gave him, "You fight for your loved ones and they'll give you the strength to over come it all." He let his hand fall off the elf, "If you feel that something is wrong, talk to your partner don't let it consume you. We need you thinking clear, you're my friend and alley" He took his hand off his treasured Arwen's necklace, "I hope my words bring comfort to your troubled heart."

"Thank you, lor- Aragorn, " He smiled, "It gives me great" The elf prince went back to the hall with his friend. He noticed Gimli was looking over at the two of them in confusion.

"What were you up to? Gossiping?" The dwarf spoke as he wondered about them. He would be lying if he didn't say he felt a bit of jealousy when Legolas was alone with Aragorn. He had felt like something could have happened between the two in earlier years. Although he would be tarred and feathered before he gave that delight of the elf knowing he could be jealous for him.

"Oh yes plenty, around to last twelve nights," Legolas grinned as he walked over to the dwarf then whispered to the dwarf "Perhaps you'll help braid my hair tonight…"

That was enough to make the dwarf cough up some of the beverage he was drinking with a tad of blush on his cheeks. His elf knew exactly what to say for comebacks that it left him looking a bit lost for his own words. "And next you'll have me singing to the stars" He muttered to himself.

They listened carefully as he heard what the King Theoden decided to do with the knowledge of the orcs and wild men were coming into the lands. It appeared that the people of Rohan would be retreating to Helm's Deep; a decision that might cost them.

Legolas was watching as everyone was exiting the great hall. He was remembering what Aragon told him. He was the last one along with Gimli leaving the hall. "Gimli," He uttered out of his mouth with almost to a quick halt. His heart was racing as he tried to clear his mind. Yet it spilled out so fast, "Do you favor Eowyn?" He didn't realize the poison laced into his words, "What are your feelings of her?"

Gimli looked over at the elf with hurt eyes that quickly narrowed, "What are you saying? Do you honestly think I would be so fast to turn from you?!" He moved closer to him and crossed his arms, "Legolas… I poured my heart out to your in that wretched forest! Maybe it is you who should think where your words lay because you hit your mark elf!" He touched his heart then left angrily down the hall. How dare Legolas think that he would leave him for a beautiful woman he just met! What hurt was the most was that Legolas was not trusting his loyalty or him for that matter. He was so offended by it that he didn't realize the coldness in his own words. He had contributed his own wounds to the elf.

Legolas felt such pain as he listened to his lover's words more like growls. More pain then he ever felt on the battlefield. How could he have been so ignorant to ask Gilmi those words? He should have thought about the words he had chosen. Now Gimli was upset with him. He needed to control his emotion, they were be traveling in a bit. Alas, his heart felt weighted more than he could bear. He thought about how cold he must have sounded, his words had bite just like his fathers.