Властелин колец: Две башни
The King of the Golden Hall
Itboretherunninghorse,whiteupongreen,thatwastheemblemoftheHouseofEorl.
’Mayitkeepyouwell!’saidThéoden.’ItwasmadeformeinThengel’sday,whilestillIwasaboy.’
Gimlibowed.’Iamproud,LordoftheMark,tobearyourdevice,’hesaid.’IndeedsoonerwouldIbearahorsethanbebornebyone.Ilovemyfeetbetter.But,maybe,IshallcomeyetwhereIcanstandandfight.’
’Itmaywellbeso,’saidThéoden.
Thekingnowrose,andatonceÉowyncameforwardbearingwine.’FerthuThéodenhál!’shesaid.’Receivenowthiscupanddrinkinhappyhour.Healthbewiththeeatthygoingandcoming!’
Théodendrankfromthecup,andshethenprofferedittotheguests.AsshestoodbeforeAragornshepausedsuddenlyandlookeduponhim,andhereyeswereshining.Andhelookeddownuponherfairfaceandsmiled;butashetookthecup,hishandmethers,andheknewthatshetrembledatthetouch.’HailAragornsonofArathorn!’shesaid.’HailLadyofRohan!’heanswered,buthisfacenowwastroubledandhedidnotsmile.
Whentheyhadalldrunk,thekingwentdownthehalltothedoors.Theretheguardsawaitedhim,andheraldsstood,andallthelordsandchiefsweregatheredtogetherthatremainedinEdorasordweltnearby.
’Behold!Igoforth,anditseemsliketobemylastriding,’saidThéoden.’Ihavenochild.Théodredmysonisslain.InameÉomermysister-sontobemyheir.Ifneitherofusreturn,thenchooseanewlordasyouwill.
