DISCLAIMER:I don't own LOTR, that really sucks! I so wish I did...oh well, at least I can still dream.
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Arwen was sitting on the edge of bridge. Her feet dangling off of the edge, almost touching the water. Her face was streaked with dirt and she still couldn't believe what the messenger had just said. She played the memory back in her head.
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"Sir Elrond where is your daughter?" the servant asked.
"She is right here. May I ask what is going on?" Elrond said, his brows furrowed with surprise.
"I am afraid that I have been told to tell your daughter and only your daughter. So if you could please show me to her that would be helpful." Elrond nodded. "Thank you very much sir." They walked off into the direction of Arwen's room. Elrond knocked and called her name. A pale face with dark hair and dark grey eyes appeared.
"Yes, ada?" She asked. The messenger from Gondor's jaw dropped. He never expected the young Elf to look so stunning. He felt so sorry for her.
"This man is demanding to speak to you."
"Hello, is there anyway that we could speak together alone?" He asked her. Looking directly at her father. Why was he so obsessed with his daughter's safekeeping?
"Yes, we can go out to the shelter outside. Do you mind ada?" Arwen asked, turning her wide eyes to her father.
"No. Go, speak with the man outside." Elrond said, watching them walk outside. He was wondering what was going on, but kept his composure. Arwen would tell him in time.
Once they were outside, the messenger pulled Arwen aside and looked directly in her eyes. "Maybe you want to sit down for this." He motioned to the bench behind her. Arwen sat down and looked up at the man quizzically. "I'm sorry man, but I was told to tell you that your fiance has been murdered." Arwen's eyes filled with tears and she stood up.
"What? How did this happen?" Arwen asked, letting the tears fall. She had a million thoughts running through her head. The man felt extreme pity for her.
"No one knows. I will be making my way back to Gondor in a few days time. Would you like to come with me so that you can be there for his funeral?" Arwen nodded. She couldn't speak. It hurt to much. There was so much that she could have told him, there wa so much time that they could have had together. She couldn't believe it. Her one true love was gone. How could this happen to her?
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Arwen was sobbing now. She still couldn't believe that he was gone! They had had so little time together! "Arwen? Are you still out here?" Her childhood friend Eruwen asked. "Arwen! What's the matter?"
"He's dead, Eru! He was murdered!" She gasped.
"How? Who did it?!" Eruwen snapped.
"No one knows."
"Come on, Ar. It's time for dinner. You're father is worried, you're gonna have to tell him. You know that."
"Yes. Thank you. I'll be in."
"No, you're coming now. Come on!" Eruwen pulled her off of the bridge and dragged her into the house. Would her friend ever be the same?
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Please R&R.Please noflames. But I have one thing to say, if I don't get any reviews I won't be updating it, I'll delete it. I don't see the point of writing the fanfiction if I don't know if anyone's reading it...
