"The elf prince will be yours." I mutter.
Good. I want him alive. I can sense they're coming swiftly. Somewhere you won't expect.
"Yes my lord." I mutter.
I look down. I see the armies of Rohan. Such foolish humans. They reek of weakness. They're so... pathetic. I can smell their fear all the way here. I grip the reins. There will be so much blood spilled.
Be warned, they have hope on their side.
"Hope makes you weak." I mutter.
It makes them desperate.
The elf prince I will bring to my master. I will bring my lord his prize. He wants the elf prince. He wants to feel his legs again. Middle earth needs to have a ruler. Middle earth will be saved by him. This army doesn't stand a chance.
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"Be brave Mary. Have courage." I say.
"Milady." Mary mutters.
I've waited too long for this. I'm strong. I should be a warrior. Why should we wait in agony waiting for our husbands to return? I want to fight. I want to help Rohan win this battle. I should help them. When Middle earth is in pain, I should fight. Everyone who believes they can fight should fight. I grip my sword. I've trained day and night to be a true soldier. A true rider of Rohan. I'm not letting Mary and my uncle down. I am fighting this battle for myself and for all of Rohan.
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FantasyThis is slightly different from the original movies because I am too scared to follow the rules because these movies have complicated lore. Legolas is the main character because he's practically invincible in the movies. Well, I'm changing that. Sau...
