Lord of the Rings

3.

Okay, before we start, let's just take a moment to thank God for these extremely good looking men. Okay, now back to the story.

As we finally exit the woods, Gandalf calls for his horse and friend as I do mine.

We each climb upon our own transportation and begin out journey to Rohan, where we can help the fallen king.

As we stop for the night, Legolas and I go practice our fighting skills as the others stay and rest.

As Legolas practices with his bow, I notice he's slightly off.

"You are distracted," I comment as he shoots another arrow.

"No, I am not," he defends as I walk over to him.

"Legolas, you have missed each shot. What is making that happen?"

"Nothing," he replied lowering his bow.

"It is something. Do not lie, for I am only trying to help," I said moving.

"Wait," Legolas spoke grabbing my arm. "I am sorry. Please forgive me."

"Of course," I said facing him. "But you must let me go first."

He did so and held his stance aiming his bow. I placed my hand on his elbow pushing it down slightly.

Then I placed a hand on his stomach.

"Just breathe," I whispered looking at him.

He did and let the arrow go. It flew and hit the target, causing him to slightly smile.

I removed my touch and began to walk back to the others. Legolas quickly followed and I laid beside Gimli, listening to his stories.

When it was dark and the others were asleep, I slowly closed my eyes staring at the stars.

As I awoke the next day, they all still lay sleeping so I left with my horse and rode.

I rode to a valley and slid off Flaxaraff (the horse). I rubbed his nose and told him to go.

"I will call when I need you," I whispered then sent him off.

Scanning the area, I saw the kingdom of Rohan and entered. I had gotten a cloak and lifted the hood over my head to hide my identity.

No one noticed me as I climbed the roof of the kings home. As I stood, I saw four figures, four horses, with someone on each.

Flaxaraff of course went back to them and is now having Gimli on his back.

As they entered, each saw me, but only one knew who I was. Gandalf smiled and I nodded my head getting my bow ready.

After they entered, and the guards also went in, I walked in removing the hood and stood beside four.

A man in black began to cower away as men came and attacked us.

We beat them all to the ground and watched as Gandalf healed the King. A young woman ran in and to the King, but Aragon held her back.

She soon broke free and caught the man falling from his throne.

I backed out and climbed yet again onto the roof. When Aragon stopped the King from killing the poisonous man, I shot him in the arm with my arrow.

I jumped from the roof and watched as he struggled to leave this city.

People looked to me in shock and some backed away. I stood my ground and watched as the poor king was told the news of his son.