𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖒 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖆𝖚𝖗𝖔𝖓

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔈𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫

Theoden king laughed. Saruman's power is strong over him. I raise my staff. If the war is going to be one, we need his help. 

"You have no power here Gandalf the Gray." He says.

I remove my gray cloak revealing the white fabric around me. Theoden looks shocked. I push him back with my staff.

"You will leave his body Saruman." I say.

I push him back again. Theoden growls. I can feel Saruman fighting me. I can feel his hooks sinking into Theoden King deeper. I push him back with my staff. Theoden growls angrily. I can feel Saruman's power weakening. I shove him back again.

"If I go, Theoden dies." He says. 

"You will not kill him. You will not kill me." I walk forward. 

"Rohan is mine!" He yells.

I slam him back again. I push him back. I can feel Saruman's power fading. Receding like the tide. I throw him back. Theoden yells and runs forward. I lower my staff. He falls into Ewen's arms. I let out a breath.

"Welcome back, your majesty." I say.