They left the forest and stepped onto a grassy plain with rolling hills.
Gandalf made a special whistle, which was followed by a whinny of a horse.
Shadowfax and his new friend, Naro, appeared. The two ran up to the group
of 5 companions. "That is one of the mearas, unless my eyes are cheated by
some spell!" Legolas said, getting a better look at Shadowfax.
"It is no spell." Sayowyn said simply, as Naro returned to her. "We shall see how Naro behaves with no saddle or bridle!" she giggled. She climbed up easily, despite the horses' height.
They gave the horses the signal and they all flew, across the fields, travelling to Edoras, city of the people of Rohan, and King Theoden, whose mind was overthrown. Through that day and night they galloped, Sayowyn having no troubles directing Naro and slowing him whenever she wanted. She felt closer to him now, more than ever. The next afternoon they arrived in Edoras. The area was quiet, and the people showed no welcome to the travelling group of five.
"You'd find more cheer in a graveyard." Gimli simply said. They put their horses in a stable for the time being, who were glad to have rest and food.
Then they made their way up to the Golden Hall. As they appoached the entrance, a number of the kings servants appeared before them.
One spoke. "I cannot let you come into the hall of Theoden-king so armed, Gandalf Grayhame, by order of Grima Wormtounge." he said, making Grima sound like a disease.
Gandalf nodded to his companions. Sayowyn reached back and pulled out her two elven daggers, along with her bow and arrows. She then grabbed her sword from her belt and handed the items to the guards of the hall. The elf watched as Legolas, with an annoyed look on his face, did the same. Sayowyn knew he hated being unarmed. She smiled at the thought.
The guard smiled sheepishly at Gandalf. "Your staff," he asked.
Gandalf looked at him curiously. "Hmm? Oh! Surely you wouldn't seperate an old man from his walking stick?" he inquired. The guard nodded and let them by. As they stepped into the hall, Sayowyn felt an immediate feeling of hostility. They weren't welcome here.
In the throne in front of them sat an old, decaying man, with a crown upon his head which let people know he was still alive, and was indeed king. Another creature sat next to him, speaking secrets in his ear. The man was Grima Wormtounge, servant to the king. He had an ill favoured look, with great bulging eyes and skin as white as the moon.
As the wizard and Grima argued over the kings health, Sayowyn looked around her. Men appeared from the shadows, looking full of malice. She crept closer to Legolas, who noticed the same thing. Sayowyn felt safer when she was nearer to the warrior elf.
"Keep your forked tounge behind your teeth!" Gandalf said to Grima, who was up in his face. The wizard showed Grima his staff. The sickly man backed away quickly.
"I told you to take the wizards staff!" he said in fright. Suddenly the men pounced upon the group. Legolas fought 3 at once, with ease. It was hard for the men to fight an immortal and far more wise and skillful being such as Legolas.
Grima walked up to Sayowyn, who was not apart of the fight, being a woman. "Here's a pretty thing. What does someone so fair as yourself have to do with such a poor group of people?" he asked, grabbing her chin in his hand.
Sayowyn felt the coldness of his pale skin against her face. Without thinking of the consequences she punched him hard in the jaw, and sent him sprawling on the stone floor in a heap. Instantly two men jumped on her, knocking the unsuspecting elven princess to the ground.
Sayowyn landed hard on her shoulder, and cried out from the pain as her shoulder dislocated. Legolas turned and ran over to her, grabbing both of the men off of her and beating them hard. Aragorn rushed to help. Sayowyn lay on the ground in pain and looked up as she saw Gandalf throw off his grey cloak to reveal his white robe to King Theoden, who was laughing for some reason. But she did not see what happened after because Legolas was on his knees at her side.
"Sayowyn!" he said to her. 'What hurts?"
The elf looked up into his bright blue eyes. Her eyes matched his in color. She sat up slowly, but had no support with the injured arm, and almost fell back down again. Sayowyn bit her lip in pain. "It's my shoulder. I think I have dislocated it," she described.
Meanwhile, Gimli had trapped Grima, who was trying to scurry away. Legolas picked Sayowyn up in his arms. Aragorn came over. As a ranger, he knew of how to fix dislocations. "This will hurt." he told her. Without warning he popped her shouder back into its socket.
Sayowyn felt like screaming, but she did not. When it was back in, her shoulder felt a little better, and she was able to stand. They all turned to watch Gandalf use his magic to bring the king back to his usual state of mind and body. The room lit up, and everyone watched the kings transformation with great interest. Sayowyn forgot her pain for a moment.
In a matter of seconds, the once decaying old man became young again. His niece, Eowyn, ran to his side. "I know your face." he said to her. "Eowyn." he smiled. The woman returned her smile.
Theoden looked at Grima, who was lying on the ground underneath Gimlis' foot. Moments later, Theoden sent Grima tumbling down the steps and outside, for all the city to see. Sayowyn, Legolas and Eowyn stood above and watched as Aragorn stopped the King from killing the evil man. Grima then pushed people out of his way and fled the city.
Sayowyn suspected he was travelling to Isengard. "Perhaps he should have been killed." was all she said. Eowyn, who was glad that her uncle was healthy again, turned to Sayowyn and Legolas. "We have many rooms available for you. Would you like me to show you to some?' she asked politely.
Legolas spoke up. "Show them to Sayowyn, she needs rest. I shall see Aragorn." he bowed his head to Eowyn, and then left. Sayowyn knew he was angry at what had happened to her, earlier. Legolas felt irresponsible, though it was far from his fault.
Eowyn led Sayowyn to a room that was open to them. "Sorry about the bed not being made. Such short notice." she smiled.
"It's really not a problem. I can make it myself," Sayowyn returned the smile, glad to finally have met another female on her travels.
"I'll help you. You are in no condition to be using that shoulder of yours. I really should apologize again. Those men were made to do what they did. I am sorry." Eowyn told her.
Sayowyn reached out for a sheet to make the bed with. "No apologies are needed, Eowyn. Things like this happen. I am glad they were not armed!" Sayowyn giggled. "Although, it would have been better if they were armed than if I or Legolas were armed!"
They both laughed at this. "Legolas cares very much for you, I can tell. He looks out for you, and was quick to save you. I wish I had a man like that," Eowyn bit her lip.
Sayowyn passed part of the sheet to Eowyn, so she could make up her half of the bed. "Legolas and I love eachother very much. How does a fair maiden such as yourself not have a husband?" she inquired.
Eowyn sighed. "I just haven't found the right one yet, mylady. I'll let you know when I do!" she laughed a little.
Once the bed was made, Sayowyn thanked the woman for her help and went to find Legolas, who was standing by himself, overlooking Edoras. She went to him quietly. "Legolas? Are you alright?" she asked him.
The elf turned to her. He frowned, slightly. "I am fine. How do you feel?" he replied.
"Sore, but good." she said as she made her way up to him. They both turned to look over Edoras. 'Is something else bothering you?" she inquired.
Legolas kept his eyes on the horizon. "Sayowyn, Haldir made me promise to protect you. I almost broke that promise today." he sighed.
Sayowyn turned him to face her, and looked him in the eyes, which were curiously still blue. The elf princess' eyes were a relaxed brown color. "Legolas look into my eyes. Do you see danger in them?" she asked. He shook his head slowly. "What happened earlier was an accident. If I had not hit Grima, those men wouldn't have had to defend him. You were busy fighting your own battles. I fell on my shoulder strangely. It is in no way your fault." she told him.
Legolas' eyes relaxed a little. "This is the reason I was happy at your return but also a little frightened by it. I cannot always be there to save you."
"I made my own promise to you. Do you not recall when I swore to stay alive and never leave you where you cannot follow? I intend to keep that promise forever." she told him. Legolas smiled a little. "Come now, lets go to sleep. Something tells me tomorrow shall be a hectic day." she smiled back and took his hand in hers, leading him to their temporary bedroom.
The sun was beginning to set in the sky. It was late, nearly midnight when the two elves crawled into bed. They were quiet until Legolas spoke. "I wonder how Frodo and Sam are holding up."
Sayowyn rolled onto her back and into the ceiling. "I think they are still alive. Though, the ring is probably beginning to take its hold on Frodo."
Legolas nodded. "The smallest of us will be in the greatest of peril."
"Frodo will need to depend on Sams' stout heart and mind to guide him through this journey. There will be many things to distract his mind." Sayowyn said.
Legolas told Sayowyn of what Aragorn had told him. "Theoden will evacuate the city tomorrow. We will flee to Helms Deep."
Sayowyn sat up. "That is two days from here! Surely he understands that there are free roaming orcs?" she questioned.
Legolas sat up as well. "Yes. The road will be slow. There are many old in this city, as well as injured and children. We can only hope for a safe road." he told her. The elf then examined Sayowyns shoulder with gentle hands. Though the shoulder throbbed with pain still, the elven touch helped it. "I do not know how you can hold up in a fight, now that your right arm is injured."
The princess tilted her head a bit, inviting Legolas to kiss her, which he did. "I will hold." she simply said.
"It is no spell." Sayowyn said simply, as Naro returned to her. "We shall see how Naro behaves with no saddle or bridle!" she giggled. She climbed up easily, despite the horses' height.
They gave the horses the signal and they all flew, across the fields, travelling to Edoras, city of the people of Rohan, and King Theoden, whose mind was overthrown. Through that day and night they galloped, Sayowyn having no troubles directing Naro and slowing him whenever she wanted. She felt closer to him now, more than ever. The next afternoon they arrived in Edoras. The area was quiet, and the people showed no welcome to the travelling group of five.
"You'd find more cheer in a graveyard." Gimli simply said. They put their horses in a stable for the time being, who were glad to have rest and food.
Then they made their way up to the Golden Hall. As they appoached the entrance, a number of the kings servants appeared before them.
One spoke. "I cannot let you come into the hall of Theoden-king so armed, Gandalf Grayhame, by order of Grima Wormtounge." he said, making Grima sound like a disease.
Gandalf nodded to his companions. Sayowyn reached back and pulled out her two elven daggers, along with her bow and arrows. She then grabbed her sword from her belt and handed the items to the guards of the hall. The elf watched as Legolas, with an annoyed look on his face, did the same. Sayowyn knew he hated being unarmed. She smiled at the thought.
The guard smiled sheepishly at Gandalf. "Your staff," he asked.
Gandalf looked at him curiously. "Hmm? Oh! Surely you wouldn't seperate an old man from his walking stick?" he inquired. The guard nodded and let them by. As they stepped into the hall, Sayowyn felt an immediate feeling of hostility. They weren't welcome here.
In the throne in front of them sat an old, decaying man, with a crown upon his head which let people know he was still alive, and was indeed king. Another creature sat next to him, speaking secrets in his ear. The man was Grima Wormtounge, servant to the king. He had an ill favoured look, with great bulging eyes and skin as white as the moon.
As the wizard and Grima argued over the kings health, Sayowyn looked around her. Men appeared from the shadows, looking full of malice. She crept closer to Legolas, who noticed the same thing. Sayowyn felt safer when she was nearer to the warrior elf.
"Keep your forked tounge behind your teeth!" Gandalf said to Grima, who was up in his face. The wizard showed Grima his staff. The sickly man backed away quickly.
"I told you to take the wizards staff!" he said in fright. Suddenly the men pounced upon the group. Legolas fought 3 at once, with ease. It was hard for the men to fight an immortal and far more wise and skillful being such as Legolas.
Grima walked up to Sayowyn, who was not apart of the fight, being a woman. "Here's a pretty thing. What does someone so fair as yourself have to do with such a poor group of people?" he asked, grabbing her chin in his hand.
Sayowyn felt the coldness of his pale skin against her face. Without thinking of the consequences she punched him hard in the jaw, and sent him sprawling on the stone floor in a heap. Instantly two men jumped on her, knocking the unsuspecting elven princess to the ground.
Sayowyn landed hard on her shoulder, and cried out from the pain as her shoulder dislocated. Legolas turned and ran over to her, grabbing both of the men off of her and beating them hard. Aragorn rushed to help. Sayowyn lay on the ground in pain and looked up as she saw Gandalf throw off his grey cloak to reveal his white robe to King Theoden, who was laughing for some reason. But she did not see what happened after because Legolas was on his knees at her side.
"Sayowyn!" he said to her. 'What hurts?"
The elf looked up into his bright blue eyes. Her eyes matched his in color. She sat up slowly, but had no support with the injured arm, and almost fell back down again. Sayowyn bit her lip in pain. "It's my shoulder. I think I have dislocated it," she described.
Meanwhile, Gimli had trapped Grima, who was trying to scurry away. Legolas picked Sayowyn up in his arms. Aragorn came over. As a ranger, he knew of how to fix dislocations. "This will hurt." he told her. Without warning he popped her shouder back into its socket.
Sayowyn felt like screaming, but she did not. When it was back in, her shoulder felt a little better, and she was able to stand. They all turned to watch Gandalf use his magic to bring the king back to his usual state of mind and body. The room lit up, and everyone watched the kings transformation with great interest. Sayowyn forgot her pain for a moment.
In a matter of seconds, the once decaying old man became young again. His niece, Eowyn, ran to his side. "I know your face." he said to her. "Eowyn." he smiled. The woman returned her smile.
Theoden looked at Grima, who was lying on the ground underneath Gimlis' foot. Moments later, Theoden sent Grima tumbling down the steps and outside, for all the city to see. Sayowyn, Legolas and Eowyn stood above and watched as Aragorn stopped the King from killing the evil man. Grima then pushed people out of his way and fled the city.
Sayowyn suspected he was travelling to Isengard. "Perhaps he should have been killed." was all she said. Eowyn, who was glad that her uncle was healthy again, turned to Sayowyn and Legolas. "We have many rooms available for you. Would you like me to show you to some?' she asked politely.
Legolas spoke up. "Show them to Sayowyn, she needs rest. I shall see Aragorn." he bowed his head to Eowyn, and then left. Sayowyn knew he was angry at what had happened to her, earlier. Legolas felt irresponsible, though it was far from his fault.
Eowyn led Sayowyn to a room that was open to them. "Sorry about the bed not being made. Such short notice." she smiled.
"It's really not a problem. I can make it myself," Sayowyn returned the smile, glad to finally have met another female on her travels.
"I'll help you. You are in no condition to be using that shoulder of yours. I really should apologize again. Those men were made to do what they did. I am sorry." Eowyn told her.
Sayowyn reached out for a sheet to make the bed with. "No apologies are needed, Eowyn. Things like this happen. I am glad they were not armed!" Sayowyn giggled. "Although, it would have been better if they were armed than if I or Legolas were armed!"
They both laughed at this. "Legolas cares very much for you, I can tell. He looks out for you, and was quick to save you. I wish I had a man like that," Eowyn bit her lip.
Sayowyn passed part of the sheet to Eowyn, so she could make up her half of the bed. "Legolas and I love eachother very much. How does a fair maiden such as yourself not have a husband?" she inquired.
Eowyn sighed. "I just haven't found the right one yet, mylady. I'll let you know when I do!" she laughed a little.
Once the bed was made, Sayowyn thanked the woman for her help and went to find Legolas, who was standing by himself, overlooking Edoras. She went to him quietly. "Legolas? Are you alright?" she asked him.
The elf turned to her. He frowned, slightly. "I am fine. How do you feel?" he replied.
"Sore, but good." she said as she made her way up to him. They both turned to look over Edoras. 'Is something else bothering you?" she inquired.
Legolas kept his eyes on the horizon. "Sayowyn, Haldir made me promise to protect you. I almost broke that promise today." he sighed.
Sayowyn turned him to face her, and looked him in the eyes, which were curiously still blue. The elf princess' eyes were a relaxed brown color. "Legolas look into my eyes. Do you see danger in them?" she asked. He shook his head slowly. "What happened earlier was an accident. If I had not hit Grima, those men wouldn't have had to defend him. You were busy fighting your own battles. I fell on my shoulder strangely. It is in no way your fault." she told him.
Legolas' eyes relaxed a little. "This is the reason I was happy at your return but also a little frightened by it. I cannot always be there to save you."
"I made my own promise to you. Do you not recall when I swore to stay alive and never leave you where you cannot follow? I intend to keep that promise forever." she told him. Legolas smiled a little. "Come now, lets go to sleep. Something tells me tomorrow shall be a hectic day." she smiled back and took his hand in hers, leading him to their temporary bedroom.
The sun was beginning to set in the sky. It was late, nearly midnight when the two elves crawled into bed. They were quiet until Legolas spoke. "I wonder how Frodo and Sam are holding up."
Sayowyn rolled onto her back and into the ceiling. "I think they are still alive. Though, the ring is probably beginning to take its hold on Frodo."
Legolas nodded. "The smallest of us will be in the greatest of peril."
"Frodo will need to depend on Sams' stout heart and mind to guide him through this journey. There will be many things to distract his mind." Sayowyn said.
Legolas told Sayowyn of what Aragorn had told him. "Theoden will evacuate the city tomorrow. We will flee to Helms Deep."
Sayowyn sat up. "That is two days from here! Surely he understands that there are free roaming orcs?" she questioned.
Legolas sat up as well. "Yes. The road will be slow. There are many old in this city, as well as injured and children. We can only hope for a safe road." he told her. The elf then examined Sayowyns shoulder with gentle hands. Though the shoulder throbbed with pain still, the elven touch helped it. "I do not know how you can hold up in a fight, now that your right arm is injured."
The princess tilted her head a bit, inviting Legolas to kiss her, which he did. "I will hold." she simply said.