Hama stood on the steps of the Golden Hall as he looked over the town. Edoras was quiet for the most part. The winds blew strong as the people went about doing their daily chores.

The sound of an arrow being shot caught his attention. Hama walked down the steps looking for anyone that had a bow and arrows. Just beside the Golden Hall stood a young woman with long red hair, the same tint as his own. Something about her seemed familiar.

"Excuse me, my lady", he spoke up. "But I don't think weapons are for you to handle."

The woman turned to face him. Hama looked into the girl's brown eyes wondering where he had seen eyes like them before.

"Begging your pardon", she spoke. "But I would like to be alone. I need to practice."

"Practice?" Hama chuckled. "You're a woman! What would a woman need to practice for?"

"I believe that is not for you to know."

Hama looked at the stubborn girl full of confusion and was slowly starting to feel a little annoyed with her attitude. She turned her back on him to continue her practicing.

"Do you have a name, my lady?" he asked.

"Yes", she answered.

"May I know what it is?"

"No, you may not."

Hama looked at her frustrated.

"As a woman of Rohan, I expect you to show more manners", he said.

The girl dropped her bow as her fist curled in anger. She turned back to face him with her eyes full of anger.

"I may have been born in Rohan, but I grew up in Gondor! As far as I'm concern, I'm a maiden of Gondor!"

"Gondor?" Hama asked.

Something about this girl was familiar. He did have a daughter once until he sent her away. After his son was born, he had no use for a daughter.

"Yes, I come from the bordering kingdom. You're not my father. You have no right to command me. If I want to use a weapon, I will use it."

"Father", they heard.

A boy with long red hair came walking down the steps and stood beside the girl. Hama froze as he looked at the two of them. They looked so much alike. Their red hair matched as well as their facial features.

"Father", the boy said.

"Yes, Halleth?" Hama answered snapping out of his trance.

"The king asks for your presence", Halleth said.

Hama nodded and started toward the Golden Hall. He walked slowly so he could hear Halleth and the girl talk.

"Who are you?" Halleth asked.

"Solatiri of Gondor", the girl answered.

Solatiri? That name sounded familiar as well. Hama had a daughter he named Solatiri. He remembered why he gave his daughter that name. Hama never wanted a daughter. He knew the girl would grow up alone once he sent her away. Alone without a single solitary friend or family member.

"If you are a maiden of Gondor, why are you here?" Halleth asked.

"I'm here with the man I love", Solatiri answered. "I'm going with him to Rivendell."

A man? Hama was surprised. What was a girl doing going on a dangerous journey?

"Do you like Rohan so far?" Halleth asked.

"It's no Gondor, but it is very peaceful here", Solatiri answered. "I was born in Rohan until I was sent away to Gondor."

Hama froze. This girl was sent from Rohan to Gondor? Was this girl the same Solatiri he knew? Was this girl his own daughter?

"Why were you sent to Gondor?" Halleth asked.

"I suppose my father didn't want me", Solatiri said. "If he's like the men I know, he must have favored boys over girls."