Disclaimer: The Lord of the Rings is property of Tolkien and there are many references throughout to Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series. I only own what you do not recognize. The character Chinky is not meant to cause offence and is named after a real horse whose name has been shortened from a Fiat Cinquecento (Chinky – Chento).

Authors Note: Hi there was a mistake in this chapter, so I am reposting it. I didn't mean to call Onlee a girl honest! Just shows that after a time I don't even notice my mistakes, and I swear I read all these chapters countless times before I post them. I am open to Beta's if anyone is volunteering!

Chapter 34: A warrior's burial

The land again passed in naught but a blur. Heather and stone welcoming back the riders of Rohan. Moridin stretched out his legs and beat the ground hard in his run. The only other horse caperbal of half his speed was the mighty Shadowfax at his side. His silver grandsire kept pace, yet in his heart he knew that Gandalf the White's silver steed could outrun him no more than a deer in flight could. He kept his pace in check, for he did not want to run out the other horses, strong may be their legs and heart, but they did not have the speed of the Horse Lords and the power given from their true riders.

The Mearas were the breed of one race, and one race only. Brought to the land of Middle Earth by Oromë, Eorl was the first mortal man to ride upon the back of one of the mighty horses. From this time until the time of Gandalf the Grey, the Kings of the Mark kept the horses for their royal line only. Only when one of the Mearas bore the race they were bred for, could they achieve their full potential, they could draw power from their true masters and be granted true speed and strength. Moridin knew in his heart that there would never be a Mearas again who would have a greater honour as he.

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Amy looked down into the large hole in the earth and tried to stop the tears forming in her eyes. Resting her head on Legolas' shoulder she suppressed a sob as she dropped a flower into the grave. Moridin looked down into the grave and wished with all his heart he could have known his mother, for she was a mighty horse and was held in high esteem by all that met her. Looking over at his master he nudged her shoulder.

"Come Amy we must bury the body. We do her memory no justice by leaving her open to the elements." Moridin said.

Amy nodded and raised her head. She looked across the grave at the people standing to pay their respects to the Queen of the Mearas. Shadowfax and Snowmane stood to Moridin's side also grieving the loss of their daughter and lover respectively. Letting the tears roll freely down her face she drew strength from her power, as she nodded to Aragorn and the elves to start filling in the grave. Solemnly the deed was done, no word was spoken as none was needed and within a time the pit was full. The crumpled form of Chinky laying at the bottom, never to breath the sweet air of Middle Earth again.

Amy gestured for everyone to stand back. "Chinky, my friend. You were the best horse and friend a person could ask for. I only regret that you could not see this war through to the end. Your son is just like you, strong, bold and courageous; I wish you could have met him. We will win this war together, all the people's of Middle Earth, united as one, I will see it done." She said proudly looking up at the races in front of her. "I will win this war for you." She said the last part quietly so that only the people in her direct vicinity could hear her.

Gritting her teeth she let her power build up even more, when it started hurting she let it loose and the grave in front of her erupted in green flames as grief took over. Once the flames died down all that was left was a single flower on top of the mound, which was now covered in everlasting grass. The only patch of colour in the sparse battleground. People slowly filtered away as the dark haired girl sunk to her knees sobbing freely.

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Elrond walked purposely to the high battlements, searching for his foster son. Standing on a ledge looking over the land Rohan he saw Aragorn.

"Why was she brought into this?" He asked the man.

Aragorn did not jump or flinch at his foster fathers voice, he knew this talk was to come and did not see the point in avoiding it. "She was brought into it because she is what she is. A being of power not even the elves can comprehend. She is a child no longer Ada, can you not see that?" He said still looking at the patch of green on the battlefield and the young girl curled upon the grass.

"I see that, I also see that the king of men is still shying from his duties." The dark haired elf said stepping up onto the ledge.

"I do not shy. Tomorrow we ride for Edoras, and then if Amy has her way to Dunharrow then finally Gondor, for they will need our fellowship before too long." Aragorn said looking at the man next to him.

Elrond nodded his head before looking at the girl upon the floor again. "She weeps for the loss of her friend, she weeps for the loss of people she is going to lose, and I fear she weeps for a decision that she made years ago, yet she does not know its outcomes. Chinky will be missed, yet I worry about the horse that bears her now."

"Moridin, born of death. He is truly wild, yet loyal he is to her, and he will fight for her until his dying breath. He is not unlike his mother, yet the spirit of Nahar ran strong in her as well. Their colour betrays their loyalty to her and no one else. I never before saw a pure bred Mearas that was not startling white, but thinking of it now it must show their loyalty to the dragon. Chinky being the Queen was still property of Rohan before she was sent to collect Amy, hence the white splashes I think. Moridin belongs to none but her, hence his pure black colour." Aragorn said thoughtfully.

"You would not be far wrong Aragorn." Gandalf said coming up behind them. "Come the King asks our counsel and we must leave early. Do not fear for Amy," he said seeing their backward glances to the girl on the green grave, "Legolas and Moridin will be with her, and neither would see anything happen to her."

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Amy woke slowly wondering where she was. Soft grass was her bed, and she could feel the rhythmic breathing of the horse that acted as her pillow. Smiling she stroked his black girth and ran a hand down his strong legs stopping and checking for swelling and stones in his hooves before he woke.

"You are feeling better?" Legolas asked standing up and seeing she was awake.

"Much better, thank you, Chinky will always lie heavy in my heart yet I will move on." She said standing up and embracing him.

Leaning down to kiss her lightly Legolas smiled as she brought her arms up and wrapped them around his neck drawing him in closer to her. Deepening the kiss they both smiled against each others lips, simply enjoying the moment before they would be riding again, surrounded by people.

Breaking apart Legolas still kept a tight hold on her slim waist and placed his forehead on hers. "We leave for war; I do not want to go through this without you."

"Everything will be fine; we will come out of this stronger and most importantly together. You will be king of the elves, and will be permently in the limelight and I will sit at your side just nodding my head, not knowing or caring what is happening as long as you are still holding my hand and lying next to me at night." Gilt flashed through her as she thought of Aragorn, and she swore to tell him before they went into war.

Legolas smiled at the thought and whispered a soft 'I love you' on the tip of her ear, making her shudder.

"Sorry to spoil the lovely moment, but I believe people are ready to leave. Come on lets go!"

Amy and Legolas jumped, neither of them had heard the mighty horse arise from his half slumber and walk over to them.

"Twitchy little things aren't you? Come let us ride back to the fort so that elf boy here can get his horse." The horse said.

Amy grinned and vaulted onto the black back, while Legolas sighed and stood at her leg.

"You going to stand there all day or do you want to ride?" Moridin said swinging his head around and nudging him in the side.

Legolas' heart skipped a beat at the thought of being able to ride the black horse, feeling pride well up inside him he vaulted up and landed behind Amy before the horse could change its mind.

"Hold on tight!" Moridin screamed before launching himself into a gallop back towards the Hornberg.

Skidding to a halt in front of the rest of the riders Amy and Legolas laughed at their faces, the elves held awed looks at the sight of seeing the prince on the black horse.

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The ride to Dunharrow went swiftly, with only a short break in Edoras. Pippin went ahead with Gandalf to Gondor to warn them of the threat from the east. Amy only prayed they made it in time; she had spoken to Shadowfax before they left and knew the horse would run to his last breath. The white stallion did not have the speech of his daughter and grandson yet he was wise and noble all the same. He understood her meaning and would honour her word, with great speed he flew across the land to Gondor. Shadowfax surpassed all thoughts of him, haste being his name in their flight.

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"So then, you are our little sister?" Elladan said as he walked up to Amy.

"Have you met our other sister Arwen yet?" Elrohir also said as he walked up on her other side.

"Yes I'm your new little sister, yes I've met Arwen but it was only briefly and I was under the name Lureae then, so I don't think she knows who I am." Amy said before sitting down on a rock and motioning the two brothers to do the same.

They took the proffered rocks before looking closely at the small girl in front of them. "You don't really look like us, are you not related to Galadriel?" Elrohir said.

"No my father was Galadriel's foster brother; Galadriel's parents took my father in as a baby. So I have no relation to you really." Amy said thinking.

"So technically you are older than us?"

Amy frowned, she had never thought of it that way before, but she supposed she must be. Putting it aside to think about later she looked up at the twins. "I don't feel older, and I definitely don't look as old as you!"

The two brothers looked at one another. "Well she may not look like us, but she definitely behaves like us!" Elladan said.

"I agree brother. Amy we have decided to accept you as our honorary sister, of course you were already, but now it is official!" Elrohir said.

"Now what is this about you wanting to bed the elven prince?" Elladan said looking inquisitive.

Amy reddened; these two were going to give her a head ache.