KPOV:

After the funeral, we all went back to the great hall to predict our next move against Saruman. King Théoden remained outside, lingering by his son's grave. I can understand what the king might be going through. I know what it feels like to lose those closest to you. Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas all gathered by the same table they previously occupied. I followed for they were my company and Eyowen came along. We sat in silence. All but Legolas, he stood against a pillar.

"Eyowen! Kaydirella!"

Gandalf burst through the door with the king following right behind. In Gandalf's arms there was a small girl, and in the king's arms there lay a boy. The boy was unconscious and the girl was crying. They both looked fed. Eyowen immediately got up to the sound of her voice. I followed right behind here.

"Gandalf, who are they?"

"Children. Children who came a long way in search of aid. Eyowen, I need you to go find hot food, clean water, and blanket for both of them"

"Yes sir, at once. Come along Kay"

"No! Kaydriella is to stay here"

Eyowen and I both look at each other confused, but I would never disobey Gandalf; so I stay.

"Gandalf, what is it?"

"It's the boy. I need you to heal him"

"Gandalf I-"

"-There is no time for doubts. The boy is fading quickly and he needs to be healed"

"Why can't you do it?"

"Because the boy is far beyond my reach. I can not bring him back, but you can"

"But I can only manipulate certain things, I cannot bring this boy back"

"You can and you will. I would think by now you would understand that your powers stretch farther beyond the limitations you give them"

"This is crazy"

"Will you do it?"

I didn't know what to say. Of course I wanted to help save the boy's life. But what if I failed, then what would become of me? Another death on my hands? I could not bare it.

"I said will you do it?"

"YES, I will"

I responded immediately.

"Put him on the table"

I needed to see the boy's body. See how badly he was wounded. If he had any physical injuries, I could easily heal those. Alas, there were none to be found. That meant that all the wounds were internal which required a more in depth look.

"He has no physical harm, but small cuts. He must have something going on inside that I cannot see"

I place my hands above the boy's body. I take a breath and concentrate. I concentrate and think about what might be wrong. I start my search near his head. I wave my hands around his head and try to connect with the boy's mind. See if there is anything wrong. There was no sign of anything. I then began to go down his body, hoping for a sign, something. Something that would tell me what is wrong. I went down his entire body twice. I felt nothing. I don't know what to do. I was never taught this. I put my heads down and look at Gandalf. His eyes meet mine and he knows what I'm thinking. He knows that I couldn't do it. I couldn't heal the boy. I break the stare and walk away with my head down low. As I'm walking away, I hear something. It is coming from the boy. No one else seems to hear it but, it something. I quickly walk back over, ignoring everyone else, and listen. It was faint but clear. It was like a drum beat; a heart beat. I looked down at the boy and suddenly his chest began to sound like an angry drum. I looked at his stomach and the beat began to fade. I looked back at chest and it beat viciously. I knew exactly what needed healing. I placed my right hand on the boy's chest, right over his heart. My left hand was firmly grasping the table, ready. I did not know how to heal someone else, but I did know how to heal myself. I took a big breath and began to concentrate once more. This time, I thought of happy things. I thought about the fresh green grass, the crystal water at Loth Lorien, my horse. I could feel my chest begin to hurt as the drum beats began to fade away. My chest pounded harder and harder, I thought my heart would burst. Suddenly, the boy awoke from his unconscious state and broke the connection. He immediately sat up and I fell backwards on my bottom. I grabbed my chest, for my heart was still beating heavily, and took in chunks of air.

"Are you alright?"

Legolas was at my side seeing if I was okay. I nodded in response because I was still trying to catch my breath. My heart was still beating rapidly and the more I stressed, the more it hurt. I took slow breaths and closed my eyes. Finally, the pain in my chest began to fade. Legolas helped me up and walked me to a table. I sat down and tried to figure out what the heck just happened.

Théoden's POV:

"Good heavens…"

I find myself speechless. That girl just did something extraordinary. She has magic, like Gandalf

"Tell me Gandalf, what is she?"

"That is a good question, a good question, indeed. However it is a question for her, not me"

"Did you teach her to do that?"

"No, I did not"

"That was amazing"

"I would have to agree"

The elf-lady sat down at a far table with her other companions. She seemed drained from whatever it was that she just did. No matter, I had to address the issue of these children. The young boy seemed to be fine. He sat right up as if he was waking up in the morning. I wonder what she did.

Eyowen comes rushing back with some blankets and a servant with food. She quickly wraps the girl and boy in the blankets and gives them food. I go to sit back on the throne for there is much to address in my kingdom. Children riding horse back for days to flee an attack. How did things get this bad?

I see my niece walk over to that elf-lady. She offers her some food but it is gracefully declined. The poor girl looked terrible. Eyowen left the food on the table anyway, the dwarf helped himself. Gandalf took a seat next to me as Eyowen finished filling the children's bowls of soup.

"They had no warning. They were unarmed. Now the Wild Men are moving through the Westfold, burning as they go. Rick, cot, and tree"

"Where is Mama?"

The young girl cried out for her mother but Eyowen shushed her. My heart sank. These children were expecting to find their mother here too.

"This I but a taste of the terror that Saruman will unleash. All the more potent for he is driven now by fear of Sauron"

The wizard wishes to give me council on my next move. But I am afraid I wont be able to do what he wishes of me. My people have seen far too much death because of me.

"Ride out and meet him head-on. Draw him away from your woman and children. You must fight"

"You have two thousand good men riding north as we speak. Eomer is loyal to you. His men will return and fight for their king"

I will not let this ranger tell me what to do. Aragorn may be the rightful king of Gondor, but he certainly isn't the king of Rohan. I cannot let these two bully me into open war.

"They will be three hundred leagues from here by now. Eomer cannot help us"

I see the wizard walk to me with dis-contempt but I just cannot do what he asks.

"I know what it is you want of me, but I will not bring further death to my people. I will not risk open war"

"Open war is upon you , whether you would risk it or not"

"When last I looked Théoden, not Aragorn, was king of Rohan"

That will silence him, hopefully.

"Then what is the king's decision?"

Gandalf presses me to find out what we must do next.

"We will flee, flee to Helms Deep"

I know it is not what they wanted to hear but I am king and I will decide what is best for my people. Gandalf bowed his head and eyed his party to follow him. Everyone, even the elf-woman got up and followed him. I know they all must be upset but their feelings have no say in my kingdom. They have no right to judge my decision.

KPOV:

I knew Gandalf and Aragorn were upset with the king's decision. But they both remained silent on the matter. Gimili was actually the one to comment on the king's decision. We all unanimously agreed that this was not the best choice, however, there was nothing we could do about it now. Gandalf signals for us all to follow him and I reluctantly get up. I was still in the process of getting my legs back under me but Gandalf waits for no one.

When we got outside, the king's men were already having the people pack up belongings. It was a sad sight to watch as hope slowly escaped from these people. They were scared, and so was I. I know Saruman, he is no easy opponent. I fear for Rohan.

"Helm's Deep! They flee to the mountain when they should stay and fight. Who will defend them if not their king?"

"Gimli, he is only doing what he thinks is best for his people. Helm's Deep has saved them in the past"

Aragorn defends the king's decision even though he slimed Aragorn for speaking out. Of turn.

"There is no way out of that ravine. Théoden is walking into a trap. He thinks he is leading them to safety. What they'll get is a massacre. Théoden has a strong will, but I fear for him. I fear for the survival of Rohan. He will need you Aragorn. The people of Rohan will need you. Their defenses have to hold"

Gandalf stares at me when saying the last of that part. I know what he asking. It was the same look when he wanted me to heal that boy. I nod along with Aragorn.

"They will hold"

Gandalf gives both of us a grim face before mounting Shadowfax.

"The Grey Pilgrim. That's what they used to call me. Three hundred lives of men, I have walked this earth and now I have no time. With luck, my search will not be in vain. Look to my coming on the first light of the fifth day. At dawn, look to the east."

Aragorn opens the stable door for Gandalf and he rides straight out of Rohan. He will go try and find Eomer, the horse master. It is now our job to make sure Rohan survives till then.

"Well then, ye probably should change out of that. Although it fits you nicely lassie, I doubt you'll kill much with that dress on"

Gimli took the words right out of my mouth. I walk back to the great hall in hopes of finding Eyowen. I see she too, is packing. I do not wish to disturb her but my apparel is matter of importance.

"Eyowen? I'm apologize for disturbing you, but I need my clothes back"

"Oh, yes. It is me who should apologize. Your clothes were dry a little while ago. Here, I left them in a room. But since we are not staying here, you can just change in the room. Just follow me"

Eyowen takes me to a room. Not far from the great hall. My clothes are neatly folded on the bed and my swords were right beside my three knives.

"Thanks Eyowen. I appreciate everything you've done"

"It was my pleasure. I'll see you later"

I could tell there was something else she wanted to say but she pushed it aside and left the room. I took off the dress and put my clothes back on. These were the clothes Lady Galdriel gave to me and they fit so perfectly. I put my boots on and hid a knife in the right one. I always kept knives on me in case of emergencies. The other two knives were meant for throwing so I kept them in the sheaths with my short swords. I was almost done. All that was left was my hair and the cape.

"Need some help?"

Legolas was standing in the door way

"No. I've got it"

"Are you sure?"

He steps into the room and picks up the cape from the floor. He hands it to me and I wrap it around my neck. I go to life my hair up but he already has done it form me. Our hands touch for a moment and I feel this little shock go between our hands. We both pull away fast and I turn around to face him. I enjoy his company, I really do. I know I like him; I know really like him. I just cannot seem to form the words.

"Thanks"

"Of course"

I dart out of the room without doing my hair. I was getting so nervous in that room. It felt like I was suffocating. I walk through the great hall and see Aragorn and Eyowen exchanging words. She had a sword in her hand which lead me to believe she knew how to fight. I was not going to be rude and eavesdrop so I went outside to saddle my horse. I walked into the stables and saw Fea-Hun waiting for me. Men were coming in and out preparing their horses. The horses could sense the tension in the men and they to were a bit uneasy. Fae-Hun, however, remained calm. I opened the door and lead him out of the stable. I wasn't going to saddle him in that mad house. As I was walking to an open spot to put the saddle on Fae-hun's back, Aragorn comes by and takes the saddle out of my hands.

"Aragorn? What are you doing?"

He wouldn't answer me. He saddled Fae-Hun for me and even offered me help up, to which I declined.

"Why this sudden change Aragorn? At first you act cold, and now"

"This is my way of making things even. I was wrong to doubt your intentions. I'm sorry for acting in a rude manor to you, I was being childish and was seeing unclearly. I love you, and do not wish to see you hurt"

"I understand but Aragorn, you do realize, I am older than you. I should be worried about you, not the other way around."

"Well in years yes you're older than me, however, in life stages, I am further along than you"

I laugh at the validity of his statement. It is true, Aragorn always acts as if he is the older one. I act like the crazy, reckless adolescent who makes an absolute mess.

"I am sorry"

"There is nothing to be sorry for Aragorn. You do not owe me an apology"

We embrace each other with open arms. I know he was worried when that arrow made me lose consciousness but I a fine now and with what is to come, we cannot be squabbling over past discretions. We need each other. When we fight this kind of battle, there can be no regrets on mind. A clear mind is the only way we will stand a chance.

Author's Notes:

Ahhhhhh They have almost made it to Helm's Deep. Spoiler Alert: I will be doing something with this little romance between Legolas and Kaydriella (ideas are welcome, feel free to leave a review or PM) Also, if you have a plot in mind, feel free to PM me or review. Love hearing ideas!

I know it has been a while but here is a new chapter! I am still revising old chapters so if something's overlap or don't makes sense, don't worry it will soon. I'm trying to revise first that way new readers don't get as lost with the story. Sorry, but stick with it. I promise it will be worth it in the end. As always, please leave a review if you like the chapter. Until next chapter ;)