Shhh, my love
She clasped him
to her bosom, rocking him back and forth. It was a dream,
she murmured, just a dream,though she knew that
elves did not dream like humansshhh, shhh
I could not protect you, he whispered.
From what, edhel nín?
From the wolf. I tried to shoot, but my arms would not
You were dreaming of a wolf
She said no more; but Legolas, sensitive to the smallest change
in her emotions, lifted his head. Do you know what it means?
II have heard an old womens tale.
She hugged him close, shaking her head. I do not believe
Tell me anyway.
She stroked his hair. They say that
to dream of a wolf foretells treachery. So you should beware.
The wolf was attacking you.
Then we should both beware.
There was more to it than Eowyn was saying, he was sure, but
Legolas did not question her further.
Instead, once breakfast was over, and the elves and men were
busily striking camp, he sought out a member of Eomers entouragean
elderly healer named Wystan, a well-loved and respected man, with
a reputation for great wisdom.
The old fellowtoo frail, now, to help the otherswas
sitting on a barrel, indulging his dog, a great, grey hound, with
a few choice morsels of breakfast meat.
May I speak with you, sir? asked Legolas.
The man raised his head and peered at the elf through misted
eyes. Is that Prince Legolas? Yes it is! Please, your Highness
He rose, stiffly, offering his seat.
Gently, Legolas took him by the arms
and helped him down again. I am quite comfortable sitting
on grass, sir. And he sat, cross-legged, beside the dog,
at the old mans feet.
Your Highness sounds troubled, said Wystan, unconsciously
turning an ear towards the elf, very troubled. Is it anything
I can help with?
I have been told that you understand the meaning of dreams,
The old man smiledand, for a moment, his face seemed young
again. My mother was a wise woman, your Highness. Many womenand,
in truth, many men, though they under cover of darknesscame
to seek her advicefor she could read the future in dreams,
and hands, and in the lees of wine
And I was a sickly child,
your Highness, and she kept me close by. So I learnt the lore
at her knee.
Legolas patted the dogs head. Suppose a man had told
your mother that he had dreamed of a wolf, sir. What would she
have said? And he described his dream in detail, though
without mentioning Eowyns name.
Was it a wolf or was it a warg? asked Wystan.
A wolf, replied Legolas.
Hmmm, said the old man, thoughtfully. My mother
would have told the man this story, your Highness
He folded his hands in his lap and took a deep breath. There
was once a young woman of Rohan, who married a strangera
travelling man. They were brought to their marriage bed with all
the customary jollity, and the wife, already undressed by her
brides maids, tried to unlace her husbands shirt.
Will you not let me see you, my dearest? she asked.
But he would nothe blew out the candle, undressed
himself in the shadows, and took her in the dark.
I do not understand
Wystan held up a restraining hand. Morning came and the
couple made no appearancepeople smiled. Evening came and
there was still no sign of themsome of the men folk began
to feel jealous. Three days passed and, at last, the brides
mothers curiosity got the better of her. So she sent her
sonthe girls brotherto peer in at the window.
And what did he see? asked Legolas, quietly.
His sister. Lying naked upon the bed, her throat ripped
And a trail of bloody footprints, leading from the bed
to the door.
Wystan shook his head. A wolfs.
A wolfs? Legolas frowned. Are
you sayingwhat?are you saying that the husband was
a shape shifter?
The old man reached out blindly, found Legolas slender
shoulders and grasped them, like a mother calming her child. The
tale is just a tale, your Highness, he said, that
may or may not have happened. But it tells us a great truth: that
every man has a wolf inside himhis baser instincts, his
The wolf means desire
So the dream means that someone desires mysomeone
desires the woman.
Yes, said Wystan. Desires her violently.