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”You should get some sleep (Y/N)” I looked to Gandalf who spoke to me “so should you” I said quietly, my tone low as I didn't want to wake Pippin up, Gandalf getting up from his chair and walking over to me, standing besides me behind the railing as we both looked over the sleeping city, silence seeming to take root in our hearts, and time passed, too slow for my opinion, so I spoke up, or at least I intended to do so, but it seemed as if Gandalf had beaten me to it “that hair pin, I had never seen you take it off, and yet, Lord Denethor sat with it in his hand” Gandaf spoke quietly, and I held an almost em

”Make way!” Gandalf shouted as we rode up the streets of Minas Tirith, sadly not having any time to admire the city in all it's glory. As we rode past people, they jumped out of the way, looking at us as we rode through, and I saw a little boy immediately try and follow us with his dog, but since we were on horseback and riding at full speed, he of course, couldn't catch up. We reached the top, and I walked besides Gandalf, while Pippin behind us struggled to keep up, but once we neared the White Tree of Gondor, he stared in what seemed to be a mix of awe and horror “it's the tree... Gandalf... Gandalf!” he quickly cau

I sat on my bed in the room with the Fellowship sleeping around me, my head not exactly hurting, but it wasn't exactly all perfect either, and I sighed heavily, getting up I looked to Aragorn who were still awake “I'm going to get some fresh air” I whispered low, Aragorn nodding gently “I might join you in a bit” I nodded back, about to exit the room when I turned back around “do you know where Legolas is?...” I thanked the dark room for covering the small shade of pink on my cheeks, yet Aragorn seemed to notice “he's outside” I nodded gently, walking outside and through the hall, where Eowyn sl

”(Y/N) calm down...” Eowyn helplessly hurried after me as I stormed through the hall of Edoras towards it's gates “calm down?!” Eowyn grabbed my shoulder gently, turning and stopping me “I'm sure they didn't mean it in any bad way, they just wanted to let you rest” Eowyn assured me calmly “let me rest? Why?? I'm not exhausted! I'm not wounded!” I exhaled heabily, sitting down on a bench near me, Eowyn calmly sitting down besides me as well “I know how it feels.... to be left behind while they go about... doing their own thing...” Eowyn looked sadly at the ground, and I looked to her,

Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli were helping seal the gate into the keep, the King getting his armor fixed, while I stood and watched, my eyes still glowing, and I wanted to help, but it were as if my body would not obey me, like I were trapped, the King looked like he had cast everything aside “the fotress is lost... it is over” the King said shamelessly “you said this fortess would never fall as long as your men defended it! They still defend it!! They have died defending it!!” Aragorn yelled as Legolas moved a bench to the gate. I could hear the woman crying in the crypths, the chidlren wailing, and I heard a faint woman

I followed a bit behind, and as I arrived, I saw Aragorn hugging a very surprised Haldir, and I almost burst out in laughter as I walked down the steps, hugging for elves were less... extreme than for the man kind, when we placed our hands over our hearts, that were our way of hugging, so for an elf to be hugged this way, it were extremely comical to anyone who knew how awkward Haldir must have felt. “You are most welcome” Aragorn breathed out, Legolas approached and placed his hand on Haldir's shoulder, as he placed his hand on Legolas'. As Haldir's eyes caught mine, I approached “Hiril Vuin (Y/N)” Haldir bowed respec

“I will NOT be staying in the crypts with the women and children! I can fight and I've proven that more than enough!” I almost literally yelled at the King, not able to restrain myself when I heard the news that I would be staying in the crypts, and not fighting “you will do as your King commands!” the King yelled back at me, and oh boy were he in for a treat “YOU ARE NOT MY KING!” I yelled so loud it could very well reach the Black Gate of Mordor, and everyone visibly tensed up “I will fight with my friends or I will die with them!” Aragorn clearly wanted to say something, but what were there t

As I stood in the hall where the King sat, his mean leaning to him as they talked and whispered, the doors slammed open, and in them stood a ghost, a man who I saw fall from a cliff. As Aragorn and the King were talking, I stood silently besides Legolas, a small frown opun my face, deep I nthought, until a huff from Gimli snapped me out of it “everything alright laddie?” Gimli looked up at me, he spoke in a low careful voice, yet a concerned one “if I didn't know any better I'd say you cared” I said jokingly, to which Gimli laughed low “aye lad, wouldn't want that now, would we?” he said jokingly, casually