Forbidden (book two) {Aragorn FanFic}

To Be Contined...

"Final count...42," Legolas said to Gimli.

"42? Oh. That's not bad for a pointy-eared Elvish princeling," Gimli replied. "I myself am sitting pretty on 43." Legolas shot an arrow at the orc body that Gimli was sitting on.

"43," Legolas said with a smirk.

"He was already dead!" Gimli grumbled.

"He was twitching," Legolas replied.

"He was twitching because he's got my ax embedded in his nervous system!" Gimli grabbed the handle of the axe that was in the orcs skull. As he moved the axe, the muscles twitched.

"Where is my daughter, Rowan?" Gandalf asked as he looked around at the bodies that had been piled. "I have not seen her, nor can I sense her."

"She's in the tower with Saruman," Legolas explained. "She ventured out on her own with plans to destroy him."

"No one has heard from her and that was days ago," Aragorn added in his quiet voice. Gandalf looked to the horizon at the glowing tower under the dark clouds.

"I see," he muttered.