The air was heavy in Helm’s Deep.

Having rallied the people as best he could in the great fortress, to prepare for what was to come, Aragorn found you.

You felt him before you even saw him, and it was like you were drawn to each other across the way.

This was the calm before the storm as the day waned into twilight. Many were making their peace, and Aragorn wanted you.

He held his hand out and you drifted to him, together you descended a few stone steps to find a quiet place.

If this was to be the end, he would at least have you with him.