The Return of Ringil[COMPLETED]

Chapter XIV

Celeblasdes's point of view.

Getting back to the horses, I stood with Aragorn and his chocolate brown horse while Legolas and Gimli stood by the white and gray spotted one. Gandalf now hiding his white robes in a gray robe, whistled out into the wind, it was long and filled with magic, answering him, a pure white stallion galloped over to Gandalf.

He was gorgeous and majestic, "That is one of the Mearas unless my eyes are cheated by some spell." I smirked at his answer but didn't say anything. "Shadowfax. He's the lord of all horses, and has been my friend through many dangers." Gandalf said and we all mounted up.

We rode fast and hard to get as close to Rohan as possible before stopping for the night, Gandalf had stood to watched the night sky and Aragorn went to join him, I was sitting with my back against mine and Aragorn's horse's saddle Gimli's head lay on my lap he was snoring away,

While Legolas sat on the saddle behind me braiding my hair into a fresh style, the last one having come loose since it was last done, when he had finished Aragorn had come to sit down for the night.

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Gandalf, Aragorn, myself, Legolas, and Gimli approached Edoras, we stopped on an outcrop looking at Edoras. It was good looking, to say the least, but the shroud of darkness that seemed to hover in the air around it bothered me,

"Edoras and the Golden Hall of Meduseld. There dwells Théoden, King of Rohan, whose mind is overthrown. Saruman's hold over King Théoden is now very strong." Gandalf said looking at the fortress, his wise and powerful eyes most likely seeing what I sensed.

"Be careful what you say. Do not look for welcome here." He added while looking to all of us, riding in didn't take long and as we were going in I saw a flag rip off its pole and float down, landing near Aragorn and me.

As we approached the hall we received sidelong looks from the villagers, looking around I saw a young woman standing at what I'm assuming is the King's home, she wore white and her golden hair blew like the flag that ripped free of its pole, dismounting at the stables I left my helmet with the horse.

Following the others, we walked up the stairs to the doors to the King and we were stopped by the king's men, "I cannot let you before Théoden King, so armed Gandalf Greyhame, by order of...Grima Wormtongue." the gate master said with several men backing him up.

Gandalf looked at us and nodded, pulling out all my weapons and handing them over Gandalf moved to enter but the Gate master stopped him, "Your staff." Gandalf looked in between his staff and the man and smiled, "Eh? Oh, no, You would not part an old man from his walking stick."

I rolled my eyes under my helmet and offered my arm to Gandalf and he held my arm and the Gateman let us in, the boys flanked us as we all noticed mercenaries following us from the sides of the hall, Gandalf still holding my arm spoke,

"The courtesy of your hall is somewhat lessened of late, Théoden King." Gandalf's voiced carried well and the man in black whom is to be assumed as Grima whispered into his ear and the old man in the throne moaned out,

"Why...should I welcome you...Gandalf Stormcrow?" this man was so far in the dark he had forgone his own outward appearance to allow himself to be poisoned by the evils of Saruman. The man robed in black whispered again and stood,

"Late, is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear, lathspell I name him, Ill news is an ill guest." he hissed coming up to us, out stepping Gandalf a bit I put myself in between the wizard and the pathetic excuse of a man, who looked at me and his eyes widened.

Gandalf with his hand on the crook of my elbow he held me back and snapped at the man, "Be silent! Keep your forked tongue behind your teeth, I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm." flashing his staff in front of the man's face he backed up in fear, "His Staff...I told you to take the wizard's staff." Aragorn, Celeblasdes, Legolas, and Gimli fight the guards, allowing Gandalf to walk to Théoden.

Third person's point of view.

One of the king's guards moves to draw his sword but is stopped by Háma. "Théoden, son of Théngal. Too long have you sat in the shadows." Gandalf said as four weaponless warriors fought with the King's guards. One of the guards even tried to shoot an arrow at Gandalf's exposed back but Celeblasdes jumped in the way and caught the arrow by the shaft in her hand. Glaring at the man he took off and she snapped the arrow in her iron grip, noticing that Grima was trying to escape.

Celeblasdes ran over to him and stepped down on his chest, keeping him stuck under her heeled boot, "I would stay still if I were you." she growled out as Gandalf shouted at a silent Théoden, "Hearken to me!" grumbling, Gandalf realized what was wrong and lifted his hand and aimed his staff, "I release you from this spell." he started casting his magic and the wind picked up some, but not noticeable to those that didn't feel it, weak chuckles turning into full belly laughing, the King spoke.

"You have no power here, Gandalf the Grey." the king said incorrectly. Wanting this over with as quickly and as painlessly as possible Gandalf yanked off his gray cloak and exposed his full white robes and the power in his light shoved the king back into his chair almost knocking the king's crown off his head, "I will draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound." Gandalf said aiming his staff again, passing the floored man off to Gimli, Celeblasdes stood near her brother. Her eyes locked on Gandalf and the king.

As Gandalf fought to free the king a young war maiden rushed out to stop them, but Celeblesdes grabbed her stopping her from going to the king's aid, "Wait." Celeb said holding firm to the girl's arm. "If I go, Théoden dies." a croaked old voice said thrusting his staff again shot the king further back into his throne, "You did not kill me, and you will not kill him." Struggling to sit forward, the king hissed out, "Rohan is mine." thrusting his staff once again Gandalf demanded this time.

"Be gone." groaning the king roared and shot from his chair and Gandalf thrust his staff once more and freed the king. Moaning and slipping from his seat Celeblasdes released the girl and she ran to catch the king.