The Tenth Walker - Aragorn Fanfiction

Doomsday or not; I am staying in bed

I am riding behind Aragorn, on my own horse. Five hundred foot soldiers are walking behind us and also my fellowship and Éomer are riding beside me. We are going straight through Mordor. And to be honest, I am trying to keep nerves under control. It is like fireworks are exploding in my stomach. And the words of Saruman are repeating in my head; Princess.

I am a princess?

I feel Aragorn looking at me and I know he is worried. But I can't show him anything. This is why I am here. To save him.

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After a while we arrive at the black gates of Mordor.

I thought that it was a more frightened site to see. But we are standing on dead land, looking at a big black gate.

This is not so bad.

'Where are they?' Pip says, sounding wary. No one answers, our wizard is looking alert, nodding almost invisible to my ranger.

Aragorn lets his horse ride forward and my fellowship – and Éomer – follow him. Quickly I do the same as we galloping towards the black gates. We stop very close by. 'Let the lord of the Black Land come forth; let justice be done upon him' Aragorn shouts. Behind the gates an answer can be heard; the chanting and clanging of the armour of thousands. A creature stands on top of the gates. 'My Master Sauron the Great bids thee welcome' He addresses us. He is horrific to look at. 'Is there any in this rout with authority to treat with me?' He states. Gandalf rides up to Aragorn. 'We do not come to treat with Sauron, faithless and accursed. Tell your master this. The armies of Mordor must disband. He is to depart these lands, never to return' The creature laughs. 'Aha! Old Greybeard! I have a token I was bidden to show thee' He holds Frodo's mithril shirt in the air. 'Frodo!' Pippin cries out and the creature throws the mithril shirt at our wizard. 'Frodo!' Pippin cries out again. 'Silence!' Gandalf says angry.

'The Halfling was dear to thee I see. Know that he suffered greatly at the hands of his host. Who would've thought one so small could endure so much pain? And he did Gandalf, he did' The creature adds. I see tears beginning to form in Gandalf's eyes.

No!

Again Aragorn moves forward with his horse. 'And who is this? Isildur's heir? It takes more to make a King than a broken Elvish blade' The creature looks at me. 'This is what my masters says about you; Your name means princess and that you shall be. My master wants you as his bride, the Valar brought you here for a reason and that is it!' He spits.

No..

'Do you think you can save him?' The creature laughs at me. 'She already has!' Aragorn shouts and sweeps his sword out and beheads the creature with one movement. 'I guess that concludes negotiations' Gimli says dryly. I can't help but chuckle. Aragorn moves towards us. 'I do not believe it. I will not' I can hear the emotion in his voice. And with that the massive gates begin to open.

Holy F- What was all that about?

The gates swing open en the army of Mordor comes marching out. Everywhere I look, I see orcs, dirty, ugly looking creatures.

We are so dead.

'Pull back! Pull back!' Aragorn shouts.

So it is only my name, that they were calling me princess. How stupid. So no bigger meaning...

'Sara!' Aragorn screams my name and I come back to my senses. I turn my horse and gallop back towards our small army. I jump of my horse and give him a slap on his butt, so he gallops away. He can be free.

Some men behind me are losing their nerve. 'Aragorn!' I scream as our men are losing all hope. Aragorn meets my eyes and gallops in front of our army. 'Hold your ground - hold your ground! Sons of Gondor - of Rohan ... my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails; when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship; but it is not this day – an hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the Age of Men comes crashing down - but it is not this day!! This day we fight! By all