Rómenna awoke to find herself on top of the stone bench in Treebeard's cave. Treebeard was no longer there, and Ró was disorientated and her vision blurred. She could hear very little, and when a loud Hoom-Hoom came from the cave entrance Ró's first instinct was to run and hide behind the large vase that stood at the back of the cave. However, this wasn't an option as she was completely drained. It took most of her energy to swing her legs over the edge of the bench, let alone run. Treebeard strided over to her, and handed her some Entwash water and, to her surprise, lembas. "Where did you get this from?" Ró asked. "I found it in the forest," replied Treebeard, "On the floor. It looked elven, and I vaguely remembered you having it before, so I brought it with me just in case." "Thank you Treebeard." Smiled Ró. " That was very thoughtful of you. This is just what I needed." Ró sat and ate her meal while Treebeard wandered around aimlessly, taking interest in anything but Rómenna eating. He was finding it hard not to ask her what she saw, but he knew not to press her. He quickened his pace, and Ró watched, amused, as he sped around the cavern. She burst into laughter, and Treebeard stopped, and stared at her. She said, giggling, "Treebeard, why don't you sit down and I'll tell you what I saw." Treebeard looked at her, in a ruffled sort of way, the way people look at you when you've sussed out what's up with them as though it was meant to be a secret, and said "hoom, hoom-hoom, go on them." Ró began to tell Treebeard her vision as she munched her way through the rest of the lembas.
At the end of her story Treebeard stood up and strided across to the entrance. He surveyed the trees of the forest, and the open plains of Rohan that followed. He could see in his minds eye the meandering rivers, the fast flowing rapids and the cold dark mountains. All were restless, even he could feel that, and all were. tensed. Waiting. But what she was saying didn't quite fit. He began to pace the room, which, considering Treebeard's size, took a step or two at high speed. He hated being out of the loop, being on top of these hills, seeing everything yet nothing at the same time. " You said they would come to see me?" He asked curiously. "Yes, they will." She looked up. "You must help those that seek your help, Treebeard." He voice was urgent, and Treebeard looked at her worried. "Why should they come here, to Fangorn?" Suddenly Ró tensed and jumped down from the stone bench. "I have to go now." "Wait..!" Treebeard said as Rómenna sped out of the cavern. " Ron tuluva, namaarie!" Ró disappeared from view, leaving Treebeard alone.
Darkness descended on Fangorn forest. Ró sat in the branches of one of the trees. She could here voices, and held her breath as the passed beneath her. She noticed that the sun had risen, which meant that she had been sitting on the branch for nearly half the night. She looked down and realised the halflings had not moved from underneath her. She watched curiously as they spoke. "Hullo!" said one, "The sun must have run into a cloud while we've been under these trees, and now she has run out again; or else she has climbed high enough to look down through some opening. It isn't far- lets go investigate." The halflings walked off, and Rómenna watched them scramble along the path. Confused, she looked up at the light again. Were they stupid, or had they lost track or time on their journey through the forest. Or had she lost her sense of time? She jumped down to follow the little ones. She could not let them come to any harm; she knew their fate was important. But as she hit the ground she passed into a deep sleep, and another vision was upon her.