Eowyn was practicing with a sword while everyone else was rushing about getting things packed to leave, when she came up against Aragorn with his dagger in hand. She promptly rendered him vulnerable to her weapon. “I’m sorry, my lord. I was only practicing.”
“You wield a sword as well as any man I have seen before,” Aragorn stated.
“You have seen a woman wield a sword before, the red haired elf…the one you call Solaris. She wields a sword does she not?”
“Yes, but she’s only a peredhel,”
“A peredhel…my lord what is that?” asked Eowyn, looking at him.
“Half elf, meaning she is half Man and half Elf. She’s more Elf than Man,” spoke Aragorn, softly.
Eowyn turned to sheath her weapon. “Women of this country learned long ago that those without swords may still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.”
Aragorn looks at her gently and asks, “What do you fear, my lady?”
Eowyn turned to face him. “A cage, to stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.”
Aragorn spoke, “You are a daughter of kings, a shield maiden of Rohan. I do not think that will be your fate.” He bowed to her and walked away.
Eowyn watched as he left. She wondered who his heart belonged to or if it belonged to any female. Perhaps the female elf could shed light upon it. She went searching for the female elf.
Théoden finds her instead and orders her to the horses for all is ready to leave the city. Eowyn at first looks shocked but knows she’ll be able to catch up with the female elf before too long and ask her about where Aragorn’s heart lies with.
She notices that Gimli is being helped up onto his horse by Solaris and immediately went towards the pair. “Lady Solaris, may I have words with you, if you do not mind, Master Gimli?”
“Of course, Lady Eowyn, I’ll just sit here. Steady boy,” spoke Gimli, looking at Eowyn and Solaris, as his horse started to fidget.
Solaris turned towards the horse and spoke, ” (Be still, mighty one. He shall not harm you.)
Solaris and Eowyn walked off a bit, before Eowyn stopped and turned to look at her. “Who’ heart does Aragorn belongs too?”
“Are you searching for a way to get his heart?” Solaris whispered.
“I am just curious about it,”
“Aragorn’s heart belongs to the woman who gave him the silver necklace that is around his neck. She is the fairest of all elves,” Solaris said, as she turned to walk back to Gimli.
“You love him too and yet you cannot have him.”
“I do not love him! I love another!” snapped Solaris.
“I’m sorry to anger you.”
Solaris seemed taken aback by her own voice. “No, it was my fault that I yelled at you. You are blameless, Eowyn.”
“No, I should never have broached the question with you. I am sorry.”
“It is not that I love him, my heart is with another who is no longer on our world,”
“What happened to him?”
“He was slain by Orcs many days ago. We were to be married when this quest of ours was finished in front of my family in Lothlorien but we married before his passing. Now I am alone,”
“You are not alone; you have your friends do you not?”
“They are my friends but not the one I want to wrap his arms around me each night,”
“Who does that now?”
“I do not know for I sleep so heavily now I know not who holds me,”
“Perhaps it is Legolas who holds you when you sleep?”
“It may be but I do not know. I sleep so deep,”
“Do you know who is near you when you wake? Perhaps he moved away from you before you awoke not to anger you?”
“It is usually Aragorn and Legolas who are near to me, when I wake. It could not be either of them, could it be that it is one of them?”
“They care for you, Solaris. I can see it in their eyes. Even if they do not a say word their eyes show it.”
“I know they care but my heart is still to the one I lost,”
Eowyn was just about to speak again when Legolas and Aragorn came into view and approached the two women. Aragorn had a look of frustration in his eyes as did Legolas.
“What is wrong, Aragorn, Legolas?” asked Solaris.
“Aragorn was trying to convince Théoden to stay in his castle and fight here but he would not budge from his decision,” Legolas stated, as he turned towards Arod and beckoned the horse forward with Gimli still in the saddle.
Théoden rode into view and spoke, “Eowyn, mount your horse for the time to leave is now.” and then he rode away.
Solaris went to the horse they gave her and leapt upon his bareback. She whispered as she stroked the neck of the chestnut to move forth. Soon, she was riding next to Aragorn and Legolas and Gimli.
The Rohirrim refugees are heading towards Helm’s deep, with the riders scanning the distance hoping that the enemy has not found them yet. Gimli is on Arod alone as Legolas is scouting the horizon with Solaris, so he decides to chat with Eowyn who is leading him by the reins. The horse that Solaris was riding is now riderless as Solaris is with Legolas scouting the lands making sure the path is clear together.
Gimli said, “It’s true you do not see too many dwarf women. And in fact, they are so alike in voice and appearance, that they’re often mistaken for dwarf men.”
Eowyn smiles and looks towards Aragorn.
Aragorn gestures as he whispers, “It’s the beards….”
Gimli chuckles, “And this, in turn, has given rise to the belief that there are no dwarf women at all. And that dwarves just spring out of holes in the ground!”
They all laugh heartily, as the mental image of dwarves springing from the holes in the ground.
Solaris and Legolas were walking together, not really talking or anything beyond scanning the horizon. Legolas knew Solaris had something on her mind.
“What is wrong, Solaris?” Legolas asked in a low whisper.
“Who holds me at night?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean who holds me after I have fallen asleep at night? Please, Legolas, I need to know who holds me. I know someone holds me during the night but I know not who it is. I would like to know who it is,” Solaris asked gently, before she swung her head towards the far horizon.
“It is impossible that they would be here so fast,” she snarled, as she bolted towards the shadow on the other side of the hill with her bow out strung with two arrows. “Legolas, sound the alarm, we’re under attack by Wargs!”
“Where is the woman who gave you that jewel?” asked Eowyn, looking at the Evenstar pendant.
“She sails with her people to the Gray Havens, to stay with her people young forever,” Aragorn said, when he noticed that Legolas is running back towards them with his bow in hand.
“Wargs, we’re under attack!” yelled Legolas, running towards Théoden.
The villagers begin to cry and start to panic as they started to scatter.
Théoden commanded, “All riders to the head of the column! Eowyn, I must ask you to take the villagers onto Helm’s deep for me.”
“But I can fight!”
“Please, if they stay, they will die. I put their lives in your hands.” Théoden turned away from her and rode on to meet with Legolas, whose whistle called Arod over to him and leapt upon his back with Gimli firmly behind him.
Eowyn gazed towards Aragorn for a few moments before she gathered the villagers together and started to head for Helm’s deep without Théoden and the riders. She prayed that all would make it to Helm’s deep safely.