Caladwen's POV:
I rode ahead of Saruman's orc army. I couldn't stand being near Saruman and being near orcs at this time would only make me go crazy, so I rode ahead of them so that I wouldn't have to spend days near them. I enjoyed riding ahead. For once I was alone and didn't need to worry about anything for a moment. It gave me time to think about things.
Everything was quiet and calm, when all of a sudden I saw a brown horse wondering the lands of Middle Earth alone. It was without a saddle, bridal, and even a rider. I trotted over to the horse, but as I got closer, the horse went farther away from me. I thought that I must be scaring it, so I took the hood off of my head.
No matter how much I tried to get the horse, it kept running away from me. I couldn't just leave it liek that, so I rode after it. The horse stopped at the edge of a river. It was standing next to a man, who was passed out on the ground. The horse began nudging the man with it's nose. I rode closer to the man and saw that it was Aragorn. I must admit that I am surprised to see him here. I thought he was at Helms Deep.
I needed to help Aragorn. He needed to get back to Helms Deep, so he could help the people of Rohan fight the huge army that is approaching. What am I doing? I am suppose to not care about the people of Roahn, but yet I don't want to see them die at the hands of orcs. I stopped and thought for a moment. At first, I wasn't going to even bother helping Aragorn, but then I realized that I needed to help him. I couldn't just leave him to die, so I rode even closer to Aragorn.
"Aragorn!" I shouted. "Aragorn, you must get up!"
Aragorn didn't reply. He looked very weak. His horse laid down on the ground, so that Aragorn could climb onto the horse's back. Once Aragorn was securely on, his horse stood up on all four legs.
With all the strength he had, Aragorn looked up and over at me. I had my hood off, so he wasn't alarmed.
"Echuio(wake up) Aragorn!" I shouted. "Gwaem(let's go)!"
Aragorn blinked his eyes a little bit. I could tell that he was slowly regaining some of his strength.
"Who are you?" asked Aragorn.
"I am just someone who is going to help you get to Helms Deep." I replied.
"Am man (why)?"
"Because Aragorn, there is an orc army approaching and your friends are going to need all the help they can get." I explained. "Now, follow me. I'll take you to Helms Deep."
Aragorn followed on his horse, as the both of us rode toward Helms Deep. It was going to be a fairly long ride. I stopped my horse on a hill, when I saw the orc army coming from the side of us. Aragorn stopped by my side and saw the army of orcs.
I turned to Aragorn and said, "You must hurry or you won't have enough time to warn the people at Helms Deep before the orc army reaches there."
"Join me."
"What?" I asked.
"Come with me to Helms Deep. Help us fight this battle and for your help I will reward you." explained Aragorn.
I thought about it for a moment. As much as I wanted to help them, I knew I had a responsibility to uphold. I was suppose to help Saruman's army fight at Helms Deep. Everything was taken into account for; however, I realized that I don't like Saruman. So why should I help him?
I agreed to go with Aragorn back to Helms Deep, so I rode to Helms Deep with him.
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