CHAPTER ELEVEN-
"You bloody bastard," I knew the voice before I saw the man. "Aragorn, I...," was all I could manage before a fist collided with the side of my head. Theodred and Hama helped me to my feet as a group of the king's personal guard held him back.
"It makes me sick, makes me hate myself to say this," I replied, "but I HAD to let you fall off of the cliff. Had that not happened, things could have gone drastically wrong!" "To borrow one of your many vulgar phrases," the ranger replied, "That is complete bullshit!" "ENOUGH," the voice of the king thundered as he made his way through the crowd, "He speaks the truth! I wanted to beat him myself, but he speaks the truth. The foreknowledge he brings from his homeland has shown him that it was the proper, albeit stomach churning choice."
Gimli pushed his way through the crowd and barreled into me head first. "If you let this happen again your life will be mine," Legolas said as he approached, hot on the dwarf's tail. "Foreknowledge or not, I do not know if I can trust you again," Aragorn snapped as he broke free of the king's men and stood toe to toe with me. "You are not to leave my sight for the remainder of our time at Helm's Deep. Everywhere you go I will follow. I don't care if you are going to piss, or see your son. There is no way that I will trust you until you give me reason to trust you again," he snarled.
I hung my head in shame. Everyone was glaring at me and it felt like I needed to throw up. Taking off at a dead sprint I hid myself behind a pile of the rubble left behind from previous sieges, and expelled the contents of my stomach. There would be no sympathy from the ranger this time. He merely scoffed and said something about not having the stomach for battle. This is something that he knew was untrue, and was only saying it to show his displeasure with me.
Twenty minutes before sundown there was a loud blast from a horn at the gate. Aragorn turned his head toward the stone bridge. From our spot on the ramparts we caught sight of something that the men of Rohan thought they would never see in their lifetime. Aragorn cracked a smile as Legolas said, "That was no orc horn."
As the gates opened and an army of Rivendell and Lorien elves marched inside I caught sight of Elladan, Elrohir, Haldir, Rumil, and Orophin at the front of the army. Once the perfunctory greetings were observed the future king of Gondor took me aside and whispered, "You are to stand guard over Haldir tonight. I cannot explain it, but I have a very ill feeling that tells me his life is in danger." I nodded and said, "That is because it is. If my foreknowledge remains unchanged, he will lose his life at the hands of an orc if I do not interfere, just as Boromir was supposed to die." He just stared in disbelief at what I had told him. "This does not change anything. Remember that I am watching you," he said as he stormed off to begin placing the elven archers upon the battlements.