Chapter Three: Back in Rohan
The ride back to Rohan's capital city was without problems. Kendra managed to get onto a horse behind one of Theoden's guards. They were back in Edoras before the sun had set. Before she knew it, they were in the throne room. A solemn ceremony was being held, a ceremony for the fallen of Helm's Deep.
"Tonight we remember those who gave their blood to defend this country. Hail the victorious dead," Theoden said, holding a cup up.
The crowd answered and drank from their cups. All except for Kendra. They had given everyone a cup of ale and Kendra had never been able to tolerate alcohol. As everyone drank, she looked around and noticed that Legolas had also not taken a drink from his cup. She leaned over to him and nudged him.
"Elves normally drink wine," he whispered. "I have never drunk ale before. I'm not sure I could stand it."
Of course, this comment was overheard. As soon as the ceremony was over, the people of Rohan threw a louder celebration for their victory. And this was where Legolas' comment was going to be put to the test.