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When Joyce awoke the next day Legolas was already gone. Taking a quick shower and putting her normal clothes back on she made it to the main hall. Gandalf greeted her there. "Hello there my dear. How did you sleep? I hope you rested well because for today we will be traveling again." He said with a smile. "Yes Gandalf I slept wonderfull. It was nice to have a bed for a change. And I rested enough don´t worry." She said with a grin. Gandalf looked suprised that she slept.

After breakfast they made their way over to the stables. In the town people were gathering everything they had. "They flee to the mountains when they should stand and fight. Who will defend them if not their king." Gimli said while looking around. "He is only doing what he thinks is best for his people. Helms Deep has saved them in the past." Aragorn answers Gimli.

While they walks into the stables Gandalf says. "There is no way out of that ravine. Theoden is walking into a trap. He thinks he is leading them into safety. What they will get is a massacre. Theoden has a strong will but I fear for him. I fear for ths survival of Rohan. He will need you before the end, Aragorn. The people of Rohan will need you. The defences HAVE to hold. Joyce they will need you to. You have to protect them. I am counting on all of you." Aragorn and Joyce both nod.

Gandalf walks to Shadowfax. Stroking the horse he then says. "The Grey Pilgrim. That is what they used to call me. Tree hundred lives of men I walked this earth and now I have no time. With luck my search will not be in vain. Look for my coming at first light on the fifth day. Ar dawn, look to the east." With that Aragorn opens the stable gates and tells Gandalf to go.

After Gandalf has ridden off and Aragorn is calming a wild horse named Brego. Joyce went to see about the horse she got from Eomer. Patting him softly on the nose she feels the horse becoming more calm. "I hope you don´t mind to walk a bit later cause you will have to carry me." She tells him. The horse winnied and pressed his nose against her cheek. "Joyce we are leaving." Aragorn said to her. The girl nods and walks after him.

Joyce was leading Bredo. She was walking next to Aragorn. Gimli was telling Eowyn about dwarf woman. Exchancing looks with Aragorn she smiled. "It is true that you don´t see many dwarf woman. And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance that they are often mistaken for dwarf men." Eowyn smiled and looks back at Aragorn. The men tells her that it is the beard. She nods and looks in front again. "I am going to scout ahead with Legolas, Aragorn" Joyce says. "Okay. Call for me if there are any problems." He replies.

Joyce gets on Bredo and while nodding him in galop they both get up front. Legolas looks back and he smiles when he sees her coming. "Was Gimli talking to much?" He asks with amusment in his eyes. Joyce let´s Bredo walk next to Legolas. "Since when do I need an excuse to sought out the company of the one I love" She replies. Legolas smiles. They talked until he made camp.

Eowyn is walking around with a cooking pott. Joyce is sitting with the fire and talking to Aragorn. Eowyn comes and stand next to them. "I made some stew. It is not much but it is hot." Joyce smiles and says. "No thank you. I just ate." Aragorn takes a bit. He eats a bit. Joyce can see that he does not like it. "It is good" He tells Eowyn so he does not disapoint her. When she turns around he tries to trow it away but Eowyn looks at him again. "My uncle told me a starnge thing. He said that your rode to war with Thengel, my grandfather. But he must be mistaken."She says to Aragorn. Joyce watches Aragorn expression changes. He does not like it when the topic is his age or his inheritage. "King Theoden has a good memory. He was only a small child at the time." He says then. "Then you must be at least 60." Eowyn says in awe. Aragorn shakes his head. "70? You can not be 80" She asks then. "I am 87." He finaly says.

Eowyn then realizes it. "You are on of the Dunedain. A decended of Numenor, blessed with long life. It was said that your race passed into legend." She then says. "There are few of us left. The Northern Kingdom was destroyed long ago." Aragorn answers softly. "I am sorry. Please eat" Eowyn says at last before she turns around and leaved.

When she is gone Aragorn pours the stew away on the ground. Joyce pats him on the shoulder. She knows that it is not easy being the only on of your kind in a strange place. Getting up she walks towards her bed role to ly down.

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