Aragorn rushed into the room, and took Legolas out into the family room.
"He's gone. I talked to the stable master. He says Eldarion came down a little while ago and took—" The king sighed, took a deep breath, and continued. "Shadowfax. I don't see how he even got on that horse, let alone ride it." He shook his head. "Some people saw him going out the north gate, but that's all we know. I sent a search party out. Five small groups of the castle guards are probably setting off right now. I will ride out tonight also. Will you come with me?"
"What was he thinking of?" muttered the elf. "Of course I'm coming. Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go."
"Wait…what about Arwen…and the child…"
Legolas clasped his shoulder. "They'll be fine. And a messenger will inform Faramir any time now. He will break it to the queen lightly. Now come. Eldarion needs us."
They went down to the stables, got horses, provisions and weapons, and were soon on their way.
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Eldarion was outside the castle gates. At night. By himself. He grinned with satisfaction.
"Let's go on an adventure, Shadowfax. Like my father and Legolas did. Hmmm…where should we go? I want to see Rohan. Let's go there."
He nudged the horse's side, held on tightly, and Shadowfax set off in a gallop, across the fields of Gondor.
"Ahhhh…freedom. I wonder if they're coming after me….I hope they are. All they've been doing the last two hours is praising a little baby that doesn't even do anything." He thought…as Minas Tirith disappeared from sight.
Short chapter…hehe. Sorry. Please review!