I remembered my home, and was excited to go back. After the White Mountains come to an end there lies Minas Tirith better known as the City of Kings. Minas Tirith, where I grew up. The city it built with seven levels of white stone. The guards, which wore all black with silver helmets where a site to see. Rolland tried to become one but was denied it when he wasn't good enough. The White Tree had been a symbol from Isildur, son of Elendil, who saw his father die on the battle field.
Denethor, son of Ecthelion is the Steward of Gondor now. And no other than Rolland's uncle. Rolland had always wanted power, and he had known Aragorn was Isildur heir to the throne.
"Alisa…" I heard a voice say, breaking through my thoughts. The thought of going home banished and I stared at Legolas who was next to me. "Ready to go…"
I got up on my horse and was next to Legolas, who had Gimli behind him. Aragorn was ahead with King Théoden.
"Now is the hour, Riders of Rohan, oaths you have taken! Now, fulfill them all! To Lord and Land!" Eomer yelled to everyone, and we set off leaving Edoras behind. Probably the last time I would ever see it again.
The ride wasn't that long to Dunharrow, where the armies would all be camping at. Where I was suppose to stay back. Could I let Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli go on with out me? I started to drift off when suddenly I remember something that was said to me many years before I went on this journey.
"….you must make a choice that will cost you your life if you make the wrong one."
"Alisa" I heard Legolas say. He came up to me on his horse and stared into my eyes. "Are you ok…"
"Am I making the right choice Legolas," I asked. "What happens if I die?"
"Alisa, don't talk like that, what made you say that?" he asked his face getting worried. I wanted to tell him, but couldn't.
"Nothing, I am sorry," I said. We finally made it to Dunharrow, where thousands of men where. They stood up as the king of Rohan came by.
"We will stay here for a while," Aragorn said coming up to us. He mounted off of his horse, and so did Legolas, Gimli and I. Someone took our horses and brought then away to a stable. But the men where having trouble with the horses. Legolas walked up to Eomer who was standing near us, and I followed.
"The horses are restless...and the men are quiet." Legolas said to him.
"They grow nervous in the shadow of the mountain…" Eomer said, and as he said it Legolas and I looked toward the White Mountains. I was so close to home I could feel it.
"That road there; where does that lead?" Gimli asked.
"It is the road to the Dimholt; the door under the mountain." Legolas explained.
"None who venture there ever return, That mountain is evil…" Eomer explained.
"Why is it evil..." but no one answered, they watched Aragorn walk to the split of the mountain. Maybe it was only me but I saw something green flicker and then disappear.
"Aragorn," I yelled. "Lets find some food…Gimli looks hungry." I said trying to get him away. He came to us and we began to walk away. I stopped and stared at the entrance again to see if I saw anything.
"Come Alisa, do not want to go in there," Legolas said pulling onto my arm.
"But I…" and then stopped. "Nothing come on lets go…"
I couldn't sleep in my tent that night. It was right next to Legolas's tent and I still felt alone that I was not with him in his tent. I watched as a dark figure on a horse came up the mountain and go into a tent. I followed them and was surprised at what I saw.
"Lord Elrond," I said surprised. "What brings you here?"
"I am here to speak to your brother," he said.
"I know Elrond, he is not my brother," I said, and then I saw that he had a sword with him, and I recognized what it was. Arwen had told me the story; she had showed the sword Andúril to me broken in pieces. I knew it belonged to Aragorn now.
"It is time, I know it, he knows it. Give him the sword of the king…" I told him
"I shall return Lord Elrond to Rivendell, I will come home…" I said and then took my leave and left as King Théoden came in.
Aragorn came out of the tent a few minutes later and he went to get his horse Brego. I knew where he was going. Legolas walked up to me and saw Aragorn to, we all knew what he was doing.
"Just where do you think you're up to?" we heard Gimli say. Legolas and I grabbed our horses and walked over to them, but still out of sight.
"Not this time. This time you must stay, Gimli." Aragorn whispered.
"Have you learned nothing of the subbornness of dwarves?" Legolas said, with me standing next to him.
"You know not to argue with them," I added.
"Might as well accept it. We're going with you, laddie" Gimli said. Aragorn had no choice to argue, he smiled at us, and then we made out way to the opening of the mountain.
"Something bad is going to happen Legolas, it doesn't feel right," I said before we entered.
"Then stay back, I will come back and get you when this over," Legolas said.
"No, I am coming, we must all stick together….we are a fellowship still…."