Authors note – Just a random thing I wrote at 2 in the morning.
Disclaimer – I don't own Lord of the Rings
"Arwen, marry me." Aragorn said softly, whispering the precious words into arwen's sensitive elven ears. The two lay, sprawled out on Cerin Amroth with leaves softly blowing in the wind, and grass the swaying slightly.
Arwen turned to face the evening sky. "You ask me to give up my immortality, the gift of my people, to spend a life with you, leaving my family?"
Aragorn was silent.
Arwen turned to him as she continued to speak.
"I already made that choice the moment I saw you. Why ask when you know the answer? I can not live without you." She looked Aragorn straight in the eyes. "I would rather spend one life with you, than an eternity without you. I need you." She smiled "Of course I will marry you."
Aragorn stared at her as he tenderly traced the outline of her face, the hint of a smile playing at his lips. He slowly kissed her.
"Our love, an eternal love, shall be the end of me." Arwen said to him. "I could wish for nothing else."