𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖒 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖆𝖚𝖗𝖔𝖓

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔖𝔦𝔵

"Make way. I'm going to kill him." Gimli pushes the citizens back.

I look down at him. 

"You are the most reckless and the luckiest man I ever knew!" Gimli hugs me.

I nod.

"Bless you!" Gimli yells. 

"Where is the King? I have important news for him." I say. 

"There. Right in the biggest building." Gimli points. 

"Thank you." I say turning. 

"We're glad to have you back. Legolas has been angry." He says.

I nod. He has been distancing. His mind is unsettled. I see it in his eyes. I will question about it, but I think he seems as confused as we are. I walk up to the main hall. Legolas is waiting for me. He looks at me.

"Cín late." He says.

(Your late.)

I let out a small chuckle. Legolas hands me the necklace. I take it.

"You look terrible." He says.

"You look... scared." I say. 

He draws back. The doors open. I walk in. Theoden greets me.

"We're going to be attacked." I say.

"How many?" Theoden asks.

"More than ten thousand." I say.

"We cannot fight with such mass numbers." Legolas says. 

"We must. I want every man who can bear arms to fight." He says.

Legolas turns and leaves the room.

"I'm glad you're back Aragorn." Theoden says.