That night...
Meanwhile, in their neighboring county of Rohan, King Legonath was
making plans for attack. A soldier enters the room. "Your
Highness, the soldiers are ready. We will attack on your word."
"Good," says Legonath. "We launch assult at
midnight." then the soldier leaves.
Eothryn sits up suddenly, drenched in sweat. She goes to her washing
basin and splashes water on her face. She looks out her window and
gasps. The whole city was aflame! There are soldiers everywhere and
people screaming! Just like in her dream! Her mother suddenly bursts
into the room.
"Eothryn, put these on." she hands her a pair of black
boots, a plain brown shirt, green pants, and a gray elven cloak.
"What is happening?" Eothryn asks.
"I will expalian later, but now you must come with me!" she
pulls her down the halls to the royal quarters. She pulls a sword from
under the bed and hands it to Eothryn.
"Here, take this sword. It is Lyrad, made by the Elves. It is
your birthday present. Use it well my daughter."
"But mother, what is happening? Why shall I need this?"
Eothryn asks again.
"Your uncle, King Legonath of Rohan, has launched an assult on
Aundurenon. He has already killed your father, and now he will try to
kill you and me. You must flee from this place and return when the
time is right." she heard running footsteps coming down the hall.
"Now go!" Eothryn runs out of the room and down the hall to
the secret passage.
Three soldiers enter the room with their swords drawn. They back the
Queen into a corner and she screams a blood-curdling scream but is
suddenly cut off. The fist soldier says, "Did any of you see
where the girl went?"
Another one says, "Yeah, she went that way." he points down
the hall.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" the last one says and they
chase after Eothryn.
She comes to the staircase to the tower and punches a hole in the side
and crawls through. She runs down another corridor with tears
streaming down her face. She gets to the end of the corridor and steps
on a loose brick and falls through the floor.
That night, Eothryn was having a very disturbing dream. She was
standing in the middle of her city, and the whole place was on fire.
There was screaming all around her and soldiers were everywhere.
