DISCLAIMER: OTHER THAN LORIEN, I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY, THEY ALL BELONG TO THE FANTASTICALLY TALENTED J.R.R. TOLKIEN AND I HAVE MERELY BORROWED THEM FOR THE SAKE OF A STORY. I, MYSELF, COULD NOT COME UP WITH A STORY SUCH AS LORD OF THE RINGS OR CREATE ANY OF THE CHARACTERS WITHIN THESE STORIES, SO I DO NOT PRETEND TO OWN ANY OF THEM. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE STORY AND AGAIN, ONLY LORIEN IS MY CHARACTER.

As he walked, Lady Eowyn joined Legolas on foot.

'Who gave you the broach you wear? You must be dear to her for her to give you such a broach. I here that the elf maidens of Lothlorien give this sort of broach to the one they love beyond all doubt. Is she the same as who gave you the ring you bear?'

'She is the same lady and it is the fair and beautiful Lorien that gave me these gifts, for when we returned to her home of Lothlorien, we were betrothed and volunteered to be ring bearers of only one ring, the ring we gave to each other to prove our love.'

'I thought Lorien was the daughter of the Steward of Gondor?'

'She is, but also descends from Lothlorien. It is a long tale, but she is too fair of face to have been born to a man, not saying that you are not fair of face.'

'Do not worry Legolas; I know what it is you are trying to say. You seem to have a strong bond.'

'Yes, I never realised that true love could be so strong and I am glad that I was wrong and that I found it with Lorien. We will be together for all eternity, or as we have promised, we shall die by each other's side.'

'I admire the strength of your love.' As Eowyn finished her sentence, Lorien went galloping passed them. Legolas ran as fast as he could and caught Lorien once she stopped on a hill far off from the travelling group.

'What is it Lorien?'

'Evil comes, something terrible…' Lorien stopped and looked out in horror. Legolas followed her gaze and he too felt a cold chill run through him.

'Worgs! Devilry of Saruman!' Legolas called. Lorien turned and galloped towards the king and Aragorn.

'What have you seen Lorien?'

'Worgs of Saruman, coming over the hill!'

'All that can be spared must go ahead now!' King Theoden commanded. Together they rode back towards the hill. Legolas was gallantly firing arrows at the swarms heading towards them.

'They cannot reach the women and children!' Theoden cried.

'And they shall not!' Lorien cried and she turned Shadow and began firing arrows at the beasts of Saruman. Legolas mounted Shadow behind her and together they rode closer to the beasts. Lorien and Legolas jumped down and Lorien ordered her horse from danger, though at first he would not go. Soon the host of Rohan joined them and a bitter battle began. Riders and orcs alike fell in all places, reddening the hills with their blood. Lorien found herself being set upon by an orc and its beast. She ran light footed and fired and arrow at the beast. It fell catching her leg and trapping her under its body. Lorien watched as the orc clambered up and raised its sword. Lorien looked the orc in the eye, prepared for the blow. Suddenly the orc went stiff and Lorien saw that an arrow had pierced its filthy, stinking skull. In seconds Legolas was with her, pulling the beast off of her.

'Are you ok my fair lady?' For his answer Legolas received a kiss and a thankful hug.

'I had prepared myself to die then.'

'You will not die here! You are destined to leave Middle Earth and I hope to be with you.'

'If you are not, then I shall not leave Middle Earth!' Lorien and Legolas ran back to the field to see that Rohan had won it. Lorien looked across the field.

'Where is Aragorn?'

'He was in a bitter tangle with an orc near the ridge there!' Theoden answered. Lorien, Legolas and Gimli ran to ridge and looked down, the great river rushing below them. Next to them an orc laughed.

'He is lost forever. We fought and over the ridge he went.' Lorien grabbed her sword and prepared to stab the orc but it died before her eyes. By his side lay Aragorn's sword. Lorien picked it up and looked at it. Legolas too bent down and pulled the evenstar from the orcs horrid hands.

'This sword was reforged for use by Aragorn only. How can we have any hope now he has gone?' Legolas held Lorien and softly sang to her, trying to ease her despair. Suddenly a great rage overcame her and taking her sword from its sheath, she began to stab the dead orc over and over, screaming at it in elvish. She felt Legolas put his arms around her and slowly she calmed down and her body shook with sobs. Legolas too felt tears stinging his eyes but he kept them back. The silence was broken by the sound of hooves on the soft ground. Lorien looked up and smiled.

'My faithful Shadow.' She said softly before mounting her horse. The horse given to Legolas and Gimli followed close behind and the three of them trotted towards the King and his knights.

'Eowyn has led the women and children on to Helms Deep. Do not be troubled by the loss my dear, for there will be more loss and turmoil to come.' Theoden looked into Lorien's eyes as he said the last part of the sentence. Lorien looked away and urged Shadow on towards the front of the company where she rode in silence.

'Forgive my lady, but she has already lost one who was like a brother to her and now we have lost Aragorn. For those in the company loved him dearly and Lorien has known him for a very long while. He also loved the cousin whom she sees more as a sister.'

'I am grieved by your loss, but my thoughts have to be with the well being of my people.'

'That I understand.'