[The Perky Ent]

"Pack?" Arthur shouted at Harold. "How far will we tread from the estate?" he said, as he collected things from Harold's house for him to pack later. "We leaving this place all together! At least, until that wretched girl is killed. You heard the plan. We leave our men here, we'll get some mercinaries, leave them here. Our lives or at stake! Better leave the fighting to them!" Harold began going through a pile of cloths on the floor, and putting them on a table. "I know! I know! It's just...these men have as much to fear as we do. They aren't exactly Sandrina's best friends! What if they run too! Sandrina will bring her father and reclaim her land. We'll loose everything! And as for the mercinaries, they're getting harder to find every day! Without orcs, their need has decreased. There's so many risks!"

Harold was silent. Arthur knew that rage was building up. "You're right! Of course, you're right! The plan won't work. We'll just draw our swords and meet them when they come. Sure, we'll be outnumbered three to one, but that doesn't matter! Right? It's better just to stay here!" Harold said in a sarcastic, yet fatherly tone.

"Really?" Arthur said inquisitivly. "No! Idiot child! Have I taught you nothing? What is in that thick skull of yours? Because it obviously isn't brains! I've had it up to hear with you! I'm not going to wait here to die. We have little choice, but I'd rather be a living coward than a brave corpse!" Arthur blushed, nodded his head slowly, and left the room. Getting his horse, Arthur road with his brother through the estate.

"Do you think the plan will work, brother?" Samuel said to Arthur as they galloped across a vast plain of short grass. "Honestly? I don't trust father's friends. They're about as brave as he is. While we're gone, they could loot the whole estate and run. No doubt they'll run to Gondor. They'll be safe there. King Elessar isn't big on death. I don't really like him very much, or any ruler for that matter. As far as I'm concerned, they should keep their fat noses out of other peoples business! The less government, the easier it is!" "Well, King Eomer is good for one thing" Sam said. "And what's that?" Arthur asked his brother calmly. "Pipeweed"

After a long ride, they reached the old well. It had marked the divider between Arthur and Samuel's land since their father re-established the Lightheart estate. "Well, I'll be seeing you, brother" Samuel said to Arthur, riding off into the horizon. "Well," Arthur said, taking a deep breath, "Time to pack!"