"You are looking well", Eowyn said.

Solatiri nodded as she settled down in a makeshift bed in the fortress.

"I talked to one of the midwives from Edoras", she said. "She said I am doing well. I am nearly three months along. The child is beginning to grow inside me."

Eowyn smiled as she looked at Solatiri's growing belly. The child inside her was beginning to make itself known to all.

"If only Boromir was still alive", Solatiri said. "I'm sure he'd be happy to see our child when it's born."

"You miss him very much, don't you?" Eowyn asked.

"I do. He and I were to be married, but…"

She brought her hand to her eyes as tears threatened to fall. Eowyn put her arms around her as she began to cry.

"Why did he die, why did all of them have to die? Boromir…my father…now everyone thinks Aragorn is dead too."

"Lord Aragorn is not dead", Eowyn said. "I know it. He's not dead."

Solatiri noticed the angry tone in her voice. She, herself had used that tone whenever she was upset about something and wanted to deny it.

"You have feelings for Aragorn?" she asked.

"How do you know?" Eowyn asked.

"My lady, you are speaking to a woman who has been in love. I know when a person has feelings."

Solatiri wrapped her arms around her as he hugged her back.

Eowyn handed out bowls of her horrible tasting stew she made. Solatiri sighed knowing there was no way out of avoiding the stew. Eowyn was going to be watching her the whole time.

"Eat up", she said. "You and the baby need all the food you can get at this time."

"Thank you", Solatiri sighed.

She held a spoonful of stew trying not to shudder from the meat fat that sat in the broth. Solatiri put the spoon in her mouth and swallowed, trying not to let the taste linger in her mouth. She looked at Eowyn and noticed she was barely paying attention to her. It had been nearly three days since they arrived to Helm's Deep. She was slowly trying to accept Aragorn's possible death. There had been no proof that Aragorn had been killed.

"Is that blanket keeping you warm enough?" Eowyn asked. "Do you need another blanket?"

"No, I'm fine. My lady, you mustn't fuss over me. Many others need assistance."

Solatiri knew she was trying to keep herself busy so she wouldn't think about Aragorn. She opened her mouth to speak but instead gasped as she saw a rugged man come into the fort.

"Aragorn!" she gasped.

Eowyn turned and smiled when she saw him. She turned and walked toward him but stopped when she saw Aragorn and Legolas interact with matters she was sure she shouldn't be involved. Solatiri got up and followed Aragorn to Theoden's throne room.

"I knew you weren't dead", she said.

"Few of you knew", he said. "Right now we have urgent matters to discuss with the king."

Aragorn pushed the doors open and stood before Theoden.

"You are alive?"

"My lord, we have trouble coming. A great host of Uruk Hai are on their way."

"A great host you say?" Theoden asked.

"All of Isengard is emptied", Aragorn answered.

"How many?" Solatiri asked.

"10,000 strong at least."

Everyone looked at Aragorn in horror.

"10,000?" Theoden asked overwhelmed.

"It is an army bred for a single purpose", Aragorn said. "To destroy the world of Men. They will be here by nightfall."

Everyone looked at Theoden hoping he had the answer of what to do. None of them had ever fought in a battle where they were clearly outnumbered. Theoden turned toward the door to begin giving orders.

"Let them come."