A/N: Sorry I haven't updated... I didn't think that any one liked my story so I just stopped posting. Thank you to those of you who have responed and like it. I've got most of the rest of the story written but I am going to change some of it. I'll try and update again soon. Thanks again

Chapter 6: Sorcery?

As they reached the edge Gandalf gave a shrill whistle that echoed across the grass lands. They heard a soft pounding that slowly grew to a thunderous sound that filled their ears. The two horses they had thought were lost came into view being lead by a third horse. He was one of the most beautiful horses they had ever seen. A silver-gray color coat with a mane of the same. He ran like the wind with quick, smooth strides.

"This is Shadowfax. He has been my friend through many dangerous times. And now we will ride to Edoras." Gandalf said stroking the horse on the back.

They mounted and rode for hours till they came to the hill and on top of that hill sat Edoras where King Theoden sits and rules over the country of Rohan.

They came to the hall and were stopped by the door-wardens.

"No weapons are to be taken into the hall of King Theoden. You must leave them here." "Of course, put your weapons against the wall." instructed Gandalf.

Aragorn reluctantly laid his sword, followed by the rest of the group.

"There now may we pass?" asked Gandalf handing the guards his sword.
"Your staff sir, I can not permit you to enter with that."
"You would not part an old man from his walking stick would you?"
After a moment of consideration, "I guess not... you may enter."

As they walked in Reina could not help but smile...
They are naive. Though we do not have weapons Gandalf is still in possession of his staff. That is more powerful than any of the tools that now lean against the walls of this building.

As they entered Reina noted the splendor of the grand hall as she walked in front of Gandalf. Then her eyes lay to rest on an old man sitting in the throne. She could see nothing in his eyes which greatly troubled her.

"Hail, Theoden son of Thengel! I have returned. For behold! The storm comes, and now all friends should gather together, lest each singly be destroyed." Gandalf called greeting his long time friend.
"Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow? You have ever come at ill times with ill news to follow. Why do you pick now to come into my presence?" Was the king's response.
"I name you Lathspell; ill news is an ill guest." Said a pale creature that was crouched beside Theoden.
"It would be wise to hold your tongue, Grima. For when was it that you were bought by Saruman to spy on the doings in Rohan?" Gandalf said contradicting him.

Gandalf raised his staff and pointed it at the king. "I release you from this spell that binds you."

"Hahaha. You can not defeat me. I rule Rohan."

Those are the words and voice of Saruman! How can they be coming from King Theoden? There must be more magic going on here than I thought at first. Maybe I should have stayed home. If this much sorcery exists here I can not imagine what it is like else where... What am I saying!!! This is the adventure I have been waiting for my whole life..... I just wish that one other elf could share this adventure with me then I would have no doubt in my mind what I must do.

Gandalf then summoned all his ability and cast Saruman out of Theoden's body. Theoden slowly recovered and all present could see the change come over him as he regained his strength and control of his body.

After this everything went in to a blur of rest, recovery, and discussion of what Rohan would do. Reina was not allowed to these meetings so she wandered the halls with the king's niece, Eowyn. She seemed very nice and after explaining her trip, Eowyn was very sympathetic to Reina's plight.

"Just remember, Reina. If you ever need anything I'm here for you. I will be your friend to the end. I believe you could make it out there and be a big help to this world that is in such a need of people like you who are not afraid." Eowyn said comfortingly.
"And I am your friend as well."

They walked together back to the main hall where they had been called to hear the king's decision of their fate, and the fate of all the country of Rohan.