I'm back! Mwah haha. Anyway, I know no one probably reads these anyway and
didn't care that I didn't update for three weeks, but hell, I'm enjoying
this story. I don't own Lord of the Rings, I thought I'd best remind any
who read this.
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Chapter 5
Helm's Deep `````````````
She was walking back to Veriann, who had been waiting patiently as Litavia spoke with the company. The Man walked to her as she re-adjusted her saddle.
"You are greatly skilled with the bow, Lady Ranger, but you say you are not elf," he said as he redid his own saddle. "I have heard stories of a woman that has been travelling the country side for many months now. They called you the Lady Ranger for in your wake many a dead Orc was to be found. And yet you are not an Elf?"
"No," she replied shortly.
"What might you be then?" he asked confused.
"I do not know," she replied walking Veriann to join the other horses. "I was found in Fangorn Forest by a Tree Herder, or an Ent. I was taught by a wizard, but do not ask of his name for I was promised not to tell."
"Well, I am Aragorn; son of Arathorn and I thank you for helping us find the Hobbits," he said.
"They were safe?" she asked climbing onto Veriann.
"Yes, a friend found them before us," he replied.
"Ah, young lass, well done with those hounds. You fight with great spirit," the Dwarf said approaching her horse. Veriann snorted loudly and made the Dwarf jump. Litavia chuckled to herself.
"Do not worry, Veriann is very sensitive to danger approaching," she said.
"Aha, I am Gimli, son of Gloin," he said as the Elf rode next to Aragorn.
"Come Gimli, we must be leaving," he said. He pulled Gimli up onto the back of the horse he rode and looked at Litavia before riding on.
"He is Elf, is he not?" she asked Aragorn as he climbed into his saddle.
"Yes, Legolas, Son of Thranduil, Prince of the Silvan Elves," Aragorn replied matter-of-factly.
"Rather cold, isn't he?" she said in amusement.
"I have to admit, I have never seen him so cold, except when he first met Gimli of course. But he seems different this time, but you did knock him down," Aragorn said watching Legolas ride away as he and Litavia started to ride after the company. Legolas did not seem to care too much for Litavia, and seemed to be deep in thought.
"Tell me, wouldn't you do the same if someone had an arrow at you?" she reasoned.
"Yes, I see your point," Aragorn replied. When they were level with Legolas and Gimli, Aragorn asked about Sarumon's Army.
"You say you have seen them?" Aragorn asked. Litavia could see Legolas listening as he rode, while Gimli turned to listen.
"Yes, but I wish not to repeat," she said thinking back to the sudden coldness she felt whilst on the cliff. "But I will say this, when we arrive at Helm's Deep I can tell you if you stand a chance of saving the people." She thought hard; surely these warriors would stand somewhat of a chance, wouldn't they? Aragorn questioned her again.
"Are you as skilled with the swords as you are with the bow?" he queried.
"Through a different style, yes, but I am also skilled with the warriors sword too," she replied taking a sword from her side out.
"They look kind of flimsy, although I have seen them before," Gimli remarked as Aragorn inspected it. Like lightning Litavia pulled out her other sword.
"That it may be sir dwarf, but put it against your axe and it would slice it to shreds," she replied, calmly holding the sword at his throat. Legolas gave her a disapproving look, not that she really cared, it was obvious he was very snobbish and cared not for unknowns such as herself. But she could tell that he cared very much for his friends, she read it in his eyes and the way he spoke to them.
They travelled until they reached a steep hill overlooking the fortress of Helm's Deep. The King and his horses turned to follow a path down, but Litavia simply reared her horse and they galloped down the hill side. Aragorn looked at Legolas and then followed her down.
They waited for the King at the gate and then followed him in. Litavia looked around the Deep, the young children and women looking back at her in turn. She unmounted and looked at the high walls where several guards looked down upon the group. A young woman ran to greet Théoden. Litavia overheard them talking.
"So few, so few of you have returned," the young woman said looking at the injured soldiers. She was as pale as the moon and wore the clothes of a peasant, but Litavia could tell she held a regal position in the King's court.
"Our people are safe, we have paid for it with many lives," King Théoden said helping a wounded soldier off his horse. "You have done well Eowyn." He patted her shoulder. Aragorn walked to her, she looked pleased to see him and Litavia suddenly felt happy she had done the right thing in helping them. Gimli approached her from behind.
"So this is Helm's Deep? I must look around," she said walking through the lanes and halls. She then walked around to the wall that guarded the Keep. Litavia noticed it was solid rock, she then noticed a drainage hole in the wall. "This could weaken the wall greatly," she thought to herself. She looked to the up to the walls of the Keep. Aragorn, King Théoden, Gimli and Legolas were up on the tower; it seemed trying to prepare a seemingly worthless defence. Legolas looked down at Litavia; he blinked and looked at her strangely. Then she realised something and ran back into the Keep.
He was the son of Thranduil and he would no doubt of been told by his father about the young woman in the Fangorn Forest.
She ran to Veriann, but was cut short by Eowyn.
"I am Eowyn, daughter of Theomar, thank you for saving Aragorn."
"I am obliged at your thanks, but it was nothing really," Litavia said waving it off.
"Are you not an Elf?" Eowyn asked. "A friend of Lord Legolas perhaps?"
"I am afraid not, I must see Théoden," Litavia said. Eowyn led her to the Great Hall; there was silence as she pushed open the door. Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli and Théoden looked up as she walked in, her cloak flowing behind her. Legolas watched her pass, his eyes narrowing, suddenly something triggered in his mind.
"You're Majesty, this Keep will not hold with the amount of soldiers you have here to fight," she said standing before him and announcing it so all of the court could hear.
"How many come?" he asked standing up and walking down the steps.
"Ten Thousand at least," she felt a cold chill and closed her eyes suddenly. When she reopened them they were glassy.
"Litavia?" Théoden said looking at her strangely. Her eyes went a ghostly white and her mouth barely moved as she spoke. "They come in many, Tens of Thousands. All of Isengard has empty, the Urak-Hai of Sarumon come to destroy the world of Men. They will not pillage and burn, they will tear and rip," she turned to a wall that was clear of tapestry. A bright light funnelled through her eyes. It was an image, filtering through her eyes. It showed the marching army of Sarumon, the huge, ugly Urak-Hai armoured thickly, roaring as they marched. There was a gasp around the room, Legolas looked at Aragorn and they both turned back to watch as the Army moved on. Litavia screamed and knelt to the ground; Eowyn ran forward and grasped her shoulder.
"What.happened?" Litavia asked gripping the tapestry on the floor. Aragorn and Gimli also ran to her side. She pushed them away and stood up. "What happened?" she asked again.
"We were hoping you could tell us," King Théoden said looking at her strangely. Suddenly she saw what had happened. She grasped at her head and then looked up at Théoden. She walked forward.
"That is what approaches, Tens of Thousands of pure hate. You cannot win with what you've got," Litavia said. Théoden looked at her, then at the window. He looked at the ground and then back at Litavia before walking past her and out the door.
"Let them come," he said. Litavia looked at him in disbelief. She followed him out.
Let me know what you think, I worked pretty hard on this okay, I'll try and keep updating it, but I need you're feedback! R/R please! And I also apologise for any wrong names and stuff, I have never read the books and am basing this on the movie. Sorry, sorry, sorry sooo sorry.
Luv Krayon
Helm's Deep `````````````
She was walking back to Veriann, who had been waiting patiently as Litavia spoke with the company. The Man walked to her as she re-adjusted her saddle.
"You are greatly skilled with the bow, Lady Ranger, but you say you are not elf," he said as he redid his own saddle. "I have heard stories of a woman that has been travelling the country side for many months now. They called you the Lady Ranger for in your wake many a dead Orc was to be found. And yet you are not an Elf?"
"No," she replied shortly.
"What might you be then?" he asked confused.
"I do not know," she replied walking Veriann to join the other horses. "I was found in Fangorn Forest by a Tree Herder, or an Ent. I was taught by a wizard, but do not ask of his name for I was promised not to tell."
"Well, I am Aragorn; son of Arathorn and I thank you for helping us find the Hobbits," he said.
"They were safe?" she asked climbing onto Veriann.
"Yes, a friend found them before us," he replied.
"Ah, young lass, well done with those hounds. You fight with great spirit," the Dwarf said approaching her horse. Veriann snorted loudly and made the Dwarf jump. Litavia chuckled to herself.
"Do not worry, Veriann is very sensitive to danger approaching," she said.
"Aha, I am Gimli, son of Gloin," he said as the Elf rode next to Aragorn.
"Come Gimli, we must be leaving," he said. He pulled Gimli up onto the back of the horse he rode and looked at Litavia before riding on.
"He is Elf, is he not?" she asked Aragorn as he climbed into his saddle.
"Yes, Legolas, Son of Thranduil, Prince of the Silvan Elves," Aragorn replied matter-of-factly.
"Rather cold, isn't he?" she said in amusement.
"I have to admit, I have never seen him so cold, except when he first met Gimli of course. But he seems different this time, but you did knock him down," Aragorn said watching Legolas ride away as he and Litavia started to ride after the company. Legolas did not seem to care too much for Litavia, and seemed to be deep in thought.
"Tell me, wouldn't you do the same if someone had an arrow at you?" she reasoned.
"Yes, I see your point," Aragorn replied. When they were level with Legolas and Gimli, Aragorn asked about Sarumon's Army.
"You say you have seen them?" Aragorn asked. Litavia could see Legolas listening as he rode, while Gimli turned to listen.
"Yes, but I wish not to repeat," she said thinking back to the sudden coldness she felt whilst on the cliff. "But I will say this, when we arrive at Helm's Deep I can tell you if you stand a chance of saving the people." She thought hard; surely these warriors would stand somewhat of a chance, wouldn't they? Aragorn questioned her again.
"Are you as skilled with the swords as you are with the bow?" he queried.
"Through a different style, yes, but I am also skilled with the warriors sword too," she replied taking a sword from her side out.
"They look kind of flimsy, although I have seen them before," Gimli remarked as Aragorn inspected it. Like lightning Litavia pulled out her other sword.
"That it may be sir dwarf, but put it against your axe and it would slice it to shreds," she replied, calmly holding the sword at his throat. Legolas gave her a disapproving look, not that she really cared, it was obvious he was very snobbish and cared not for unknowns such as herself. But she could tell that he cared very much for his friends, she read it in his eyes and the way he spoke to them.
They travelled until they reached a steep hill overlooking the fortress of Helm's Deep. The King and his horses turned to follow a path down, but Litavia simply reared her horse and they galloped down the hill side. Aragorn looked at Legolas and then followed her down.
They waited for the King at the gate and then followed him in. Litavia looked around the Deep, the young children and women looking back at her in turn. She unmounted and looked at the high walls where several guards looked down upon the group. A young woman ran to greet Théoden. Litavia overheard them talking.
"So few, so few of you have returned," the young woman said looking at the injured soldiers. She was as pale as the moon and wore the clothes of a peasant, but Litavia could tell she held a regal position in the King's court.
"Our people are safe, we have paid for it with many lives," King Théoden said helping a wounded soldier off his horse. "You have done well Eowyn." He patted her shoulder. Aragorn walked to her, she looked pleased to see him and Litavia suddenly felt happy she had done the right thing in helping them. Gimli approached her from behind.
"So this is Helm's Deep? I must look around," she said walking through the lanes and halls. She then walked around to the wall that guarded the Keep. Litavia noticed it was solid rock, she then noticed a drainage hole in the wall. "This could weaken the wall greatly," she thought to herself. She looked to the up to the walls of the Keep. Aragorn, King Théoden, Gimli and Legolas were up on the tower; it seemed trying to prepare a seemingly worthless defence. Legolas looked down at Litavia; he blinked and looked at her strangely. Then she realised something and ran back into the Keep.
He was the son of Thranduil and he would no doubt of been told by his father about the young woman in the Fangorn Forest.
She ran to Veriann, but was cut short by Eowyn.
"I am Eowyn, daughter of Theomar, thank you for saving Aragorn."
"I am obliged at your thanks, but it was nothing really," Litavia said waving it off.
"Are you not an Elf?" Eowyn asked. "A friend of Lord Legolas perhaps?"
"I am afraid not, I must see Théoden," Litavia said. Eowyn led her to the Great Hall; there was silence as she pushed open the door. Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli and Théoden looked up as she walked in, her cloak flowing behind her. Legolas watched her pass, his eyes narrowing, suddenly something triggered in his mind.
"You're Majesty, this Keep will not hold with the amount of soldiers you have here to fight," she said standing before him and announcing it so all of the court could hear.
"How many come?" he asked standing up and walking down the steps.
"Ten Thousand at least," she felt a cold chill and closed her eyes suddenly. When she reopened them they were glassy.
"Litavia?" Théoden said looking at her strangely. Her eyes went a ghostly white and her mouth barely moved as she spoke. "They come in many, Tens of Thousands. All of Isengard has empty, the Urak-Hai of Sarumon come to destroy the world of Men. They will not pillage and burn, they will tear and rip," she turned to a wall that was clear of tapestry. A bright light funnelled through her eyes. It was an image, filtering through her eyes. It showed the marching army of Sarumon, the huge, ugly Urak-Hai armoured thickly, roaring as they marched. There was a gasp around the room, Legolas looked at Aragorn and they both turned back to watch as the Army moved on. Litavia screamed and knelt to the ground; Eowyn ran forward and grasped her shoulder.
"What.happened?" Litavia asked gripping the tapestry on the floor. Aragorn and Gimli also ran to her side. She pushed them away and stood up. "What happened?" she asked again.
"We were hoping you could tell us," King Théoden said looking at her strangely. Suddenly she saw what had happened. She grasped at her head and then looked up at Théoden. She walked forward.
"That is what approaches, Tens of Thousands of pure hate. You cannot win with what you've got," Litavia said. Théoden looked at her, then at the window. He looked at the ground and then back at Litavia before walking past her and out the door.
"Let them come," he said. Litavia looked at him in disbelief. She followed him out.
Let me know what you think, I worked pretty hard on this okay, I'll try and keep updating it, but I need you're feedback! R/R please! And I also apologise for any wrong names and stuff, I have never read the books and am basing this on the movie. Sorry, sorry, sorry sooo sorry.
Luv Krayon