“Listen,” Haldir whispered to Gythien, “you cannot fight in your condition. I will not risk harm to you or our child. I have been thinking and I know the refugees at Helm’s Deep consist of women and children as well as the fighting men. I will send you to wherever they are being hidden to protect them should any enemies get nearby. This will also ensure you are safe, for I will not let anyone by me. .”
“No!” Gythien said urgently. “You must allow me to fight, you must! Your life may depend upon it!”
“What do you mean?”
“Remember the night before our wedding when something was wrong with me?”
“Yes, you said you were sad about your parents not being able to be there for us.”
“Well, that wasn’t the truth. What was really wrong was I had just looked into Galadriel’s mirror and I saw you dying in a great battle, this battle. Don’t you see? Only I know what will happen and I can prevent it! I swear I will not let you die!” She was desperate by now to make him understand. He had to. She looked up at him pleadingly.
“No.” Haldir decided at last. “The risk to you and our child is too great. I shouldn’t have even allowed you to come in the first place; I was just being selfish when I didn’t want to leave you behind. You can’t fight, you just can’t.”
“Yes I can!” she cried. She knew she had to, somehow. A thought suddenly came to her mind. Maybe she could sneak away form the women and children when Haldir wasn’t looking and join in the fighting anyway. She knew it was risky, but she was willing to do anything to save him.
“I will not argue about this any longer, you just cannot fight. I do not want to risk any harm to you. If I led you into a situation where you died and I lived I would never be able to forgive myself.”
“I understand.” Gythien said, lowering her head. Haldir was a bit suspicious of her sudden attitude change concerning the battle, but he was glad to not be fighting anymore. He moved closer to her and smiled.
“I love you.” he said. “I am very happy about our child. We can celebrate properly when we get home.” He quickly checked to make sure no one was around them before kissing Gythien. “Let’s get going, we need to get to Helm’s Deep before the enemies. It isn’t much farther.”
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As the company came in sight of the great citadel, which looked like it had been carved out of the mountain-side by Eru himself, Gythien’s heart jumped. She was so scared, and nervous, for what would come to pass before the next day dawned. She was confident that she could fight, but she was still scared about what would happen if she failed to protect Haldir from danger. She didn’t know if she would be able to bear the grief that losing him would inevitably bring. She hoped she would never have to find out. She looked at Helm’s Deep and gulped. She would not fail, she just couldn’t.
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Haldir signaled for the horns to be sounded so the warriors at Helm/s Deep would know the company had come. He knew they were not anticipated and thought to himself how surprised and happy they would be at the unforeseen help. He was also looking forward to seeing the members of the great fellowship again. The company marched up to the gates and they were opened for them. The company silently marched to the center of the great clearing in the fortress. Haldir was shocked to see only three members of the fellowship, but he decided he could ask about that after the battle. He turned to Aragorn and King Théoden.
“I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell.” He said. “An alliance once existed between Elves and Men. Long ago we fought and died together. We have come to honor that allegiance.”
“Mae govannen, Haldir! [Welcome Haldir!] You are most welcome!” Aragorn said.
“We are proud to fight alongside men once more.”
Aragorn smiled and gave Haldir a massive hug, which wasn’t too pleasant since it had been a long time since Aragorn didn’t exactly smell very good. Haldir kept his mouth shut, however, and just hugged Aragorn back.
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“Aragorn,” Haldir said as everyone was starting to get into their places, “I have one soldier to guard the women and the children. He is both strong and brave. Can you show me where I should leave him?”
“The women and children are in the Glittering Caves, the entrance of which is over there.” answered Aragorn, pointing in the direction Haldir needed to go.
“Hannon le. [Thank you.]” Haldir turned and walked to Gythien, who was waiting for him a little way off.
“Follow me.” he said. “I have found out where you are to go.” Gythien silently followed her husband.
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The battle was about to begin. Haldir was slightly worried about what Gythien had said. Was Galadriel’s mirror always right? Would he die? He set his determination on his skills and his will to live as he watched the great army of Saruman march ever closer to the fortress. He had to live, for Gythien and Unedë, their child.
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Gythien could hear the tremble of the earth under the feet of the vast and terrible army. She had snuck away from her post and was now standing in the shadows, armed and waiting for the battle. She could see Haldir standing up on the top of the wall protecting Helm’s Deep. She knew she had to be able to see him at all times, without being seen herself. The weather was not looking good. There were great rolls of thunder and lightning flashed through the sky like a fiery fork. In that one lightened instant Gythien could see the vastness of the approaching army and it took her breath away. Rain started falling, lightly at first, but son it became a heavy downpour. She heard Aragorn yelling.
“A Eruchîn, ú-dano i faelas a hyn an uben tanatha le faelas! [Show them no mercy, for you shall relieve none!]” He was shouting, trying to raise the morale of the troops. She heard a terrible cry from the Uruk-hai who was obviously the leader. The vast sea of black shapes stopped and stood still. Then, at another horrible cry, the army began to roar and pound their spears on the ground, creating a horrid sense of doom among those defending the Deep. Gythien tightened her grip her bow. The battle would soon begin.
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