Chapter 41: Where is the Horse and the Rider"

Inside the Great Hall Danny is helping Anton to put on his armour

"Every villager," Danny told the king, "able to wield a sword has been sent to the armory."

As the guard gave his report… for some reason, Théoden was so lost in thought, that he wasn't paying attention.

"…My lord?" Danny wondered at the king's strange train of thought.

Théoden replied asking, with his back turned to him, "…who am I Danny?"

Danny paused a moment before he answered firmly, "…you are our king, sire."

Anton set his eyes upon for affirmation.

"…And do you trust your king?" Anton asked uncertainly.

"…Your men, my lord… will follow you to whatever end," Anton assured him, as he began helping the king into his breastplate. as Danny slowly adorned the king into his armor.

"…To whatever end." Théoden repeated to himself…

The Uruk-Hai continued to march relentlessly towards Helm's Deep…

The villagers… one by one… were handed their weapons. The children of Rohan have never been the ones to particularly fight as they were handed weapons…

An oversized helmet was being placed upon the head of a wide-eyed boy. Another stared at the axe that he was handed with frightened eyes. One other child, wearing oversized chain mail… took up a huge shield. Some of the children thought, as the men did, that even though they were handed these weapons… that there would be no hope for them whatsoever…

Back in the Hornburg, Anton endured to stand inside the main hall of the keep, with the light of the setting sun shining behind him stood idly, watching Danny fashion Anton into his armor as the king chanted…

"…Where is the horse and the rider…

"…Where is the horn that was blowing…

"…They have passed like rain on the mountains…

"…Like wind in the meadow…

"…The days have gone down in the west…

"…Behind the hills…

"…Into shadow…

"…How did it come to this?" Anton finished, bewildered with this question. as Anton, after hearing such a passionate lament about Rohan. With that Anton and Danny, still fashioning the king's armor stood together in the hall.