Chapter 3: Cross-roads of the fallen King
Ana
I woke up to someone yelling. "Help! Gandalf, help!" I sat up and wrapped and tied the sheet around my naked body, the smell of sexy was still on my body. Aragorn and Legolas came in through the door, Aragorn grabbed the ball and pulled it from Merry's hands. He dropped it and merry shuddered away from it. It rolled towards the bed and stopped before me. I felt the darkness surround me, it got hard for me to breath and I could feel Sauron looking at me. Suddenly I felt relief when Gandalf covered it. "Fool of a Took!" he exclaimed. I walked to Aragorn and healed his burned hands.
Gandalf woke Pippin, Aragorn pulled me down to sit next to him, and Legolas sat down on my other side wrapping an arm around me. Pippin jolted and looked around. "Look at me." Gandalf said. Pippin looked and him, "Gandalf, forgive me." He whispers. He turns his head away from him. "Look at me." Gandalf said forcefully. When Pippin looked back at him Gandalf was waiting. "What did you see?" Gandalf asked. "A tree. There was a white tree…in a courtyard of stone. It was dead. The city was burning." Pippin said. "Minas Tirith? Is that what you saw?" Gandalf asked. "I saw…I saw him. I could hear his voice in my head."
"Speak." He said. "He asked me my name. I didn't answer. He hurt me." Pippin answered. "What did you tell about Frodo and the Ring?" Gandalf asked him. "Nothing." He answered. I got up and helped Pippin back into his bed. "We'll talk to Théoden tomorrow. Sleep. Gandalf ordered all of us. The next morning I woke up and ran to the nearest pot and threw up all of the food I had the night before. "Ana?" Aragorn appeared by my side worried. "It's alright, it might just be a mild case of food poisoning. I'll be fine." I told him. He didn't look convinced but he let it go.
After I got cleaned up and we walked to the hall and sat in on the meeting. "There was no lie in Pippin's eyes. A fool…but an honest fool he remains. He told Sauron nothing of Frodo and the Ring. We've been strangely fortunate. Pippin saw in the Palanir a glimpse of the enemy's plan. Sauron moves to strike the city of Minas Tirith. He defeat at Helms Deep showed our enemy two things. He knows the heir of Elendi has come forth. Men are not as weak as he supposed. There is courage still, strength enough perhaps to challenge him. Sauron fears this. He also knows the only Heir to Celebrane has made her presents known. He will not risk the people of middle earth uniting under one banner. He will raze Minas Tirith to the ground…before he sees a king returned to the Throne of men. If the beacons of Gondor are lit, Rohan must be ready for war.
I felt sick again but held it off. "Tell me…why should we ride to aid of those who did not come to ours?" Théoden asked. "What do we owe Gondor?" He asked once more. "I will go." Aragorn said. "NO!" Gandalf said. "Then I will!" I said standing causing another wave of sickness hit me. "No." said Aragorn said. To me. "They must be warned!" I exclaimed. "They will be." Gandalf said. He walked towards Aragorn and I. "You two must come to Minas Tirith by another road. Pregent or not." Gandalf said looking right at me.
I sat down and placed a hand on my stomach. He looked away from me and towards Aragorn. "Fallow the river. Look to the black ships." He told Aragorn. He then turned to address the room. "Understand this: things are now in motion that cannot be undone. I ride to Minas Tirith…and I won't be going alone." Gandalf said looking at Pippin.
I looked down at my stomach. The word Pregent kept bouncing around in my head. I looked over at Legolas and then got up and quickly walked out of the room. When I got have way to the fellowships chambers I felt arms wrap around me. I recognized the scent and leaned into him. Legolas sighed and pulled me around to face him. "Ana it's alright, I'm not mad. A baby, our baby. You've given me something more to fight for." He whispered into my ear.
I looked up at him and smiled a bit. "So you're ok with being a father so early in this, and in a war no less?" I asked him. Legolas laughed and kissed me on the forehead. "Come, we need to write our fathers, and Arwin, and Lord Elrond." Legolas said while pulling me into the room.
I sighed after writing the two letters then dug through my backpack and pulled out the Mithril mail from it. I looked behind me to make sure no one was in the room and that the door was closed before slipping it on. After redressing I sat down and looked out at the setting sun.