Disclaimer- I do not own Lord of the Rings and it belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien
Authors note- This story has Arwen not giving away her immortality and all that. I always get really ticked in the movie because in the first book she just sits there and looks beautiful and they seriously inflated her character. And they took out Glorfindel.
Aragorn was lying in bed, surrounded by his wife, Arwen, and three children. His voice was a whisper as he told Arwen how much he loved her. Then his eyes shut for the last time.
Arwen walked gracefully down the hall. There was no hint to her suffering until you looked at her eyes. They were filled with tears and looked even darker than their normal gray. She walked to a pair of doors, opened them and walked out onto a balcony. The population of the city looked up at her.
"His time has come and gone. The King has passed." Arwen said. The masses of people looked up at her with confusion and sorrow in their eyes. "I am sorry." She must go before she loses her composure in front of the populace.
"Mother?' Arwen turned away and came face to face with her eldest daughter Theridel, the heir to the throne of Gondor. "I'm scared. I don't know how to run the country. Help me!"
Arwen looked at her daughter. 'She's so young.' she thought, 'How can my daughter rule an entire country.'
"You must talk to your subjects and reassure them. It shall be your first act as queen." Arwen said as she gave her daughter a hug.
"Will you help me mother?" Theridel said. "I cannot do it alone."
"Yes you can. You need to learn how to stand on your own two feet. I won't always be there to hold your hand." Arwen said firmly.
"Please?"
"Absolutely not. I will be in my office writing if you need me." Arwen said then turned and headed to her room.
She opened the door and sat at her desk. Only then did the realization sink in. She was alone. The love of her life was gone, never to return. She would never see him again. She put her head down on and cried. She had never truly tasted the bitter taste of death before and she didn't want to taste it again.
After her cry, she picked up a piece of paper and wrote a letter to Aragorn's friend to inform them of his death. Carefully choosing the words to tell them of the depressing news.
'Aragorn, it is hard without you. I miss you so much it hurts." She said to the air, hoping he would somehow answer and hear her.
Authors note- This story has Arwen not giving away her immortality and all that. I always get really ticked in the movie because in the first book she just sits there and looks beautiful and they seriously inflated her character. And they took out Glorfindel.
Aragorn was lying in bed, surrounded by his wife, Arwen, and three children. His voice was a whisper as he told Arwen how much he loved her. Then his eyes shut for the last time.
Arwen walked gracefully down the hall. There was no hint to her suffering until you looked at her eyes. They were filled with tears and looked even darker than their normal gray. She walked to a pair of doors, opened them and walked out onto a balcony. The population of the city looked up at her.
"His time has come and gone. The King has passed." Arwen said. The masses of people looked up at her with confusion and sorrow in their eyes. "I am sorry." She must go before she loses her composure in front of the populace.
"Mother?' Arwen turned away and came face to face with her eldest daughter Theridel, the heir to the throne of Gondor. "I'm scared. I don't know how to run the country. Help me!"
Arwen looked at her daughter. 'She's so young.' she thought, 'How can my daughter rule an entire country.'
"You must talk to your subjects and reassure them. It shall be your first act as queen." Arwen said as she gave her daughter a hug.
"Will you help me mother?" Theridel said. "I cannot do it alone."
"Yes you can. You need to learn how to stand on your own two feet. I won't always be there to hold your hand." Arwen said firmly.
"Please?"
"Absolutely not. I will be in my office writing if you need me." Arwen said then turned and headed to her room.
She opened the door and sat at her desk. Only then did the realization sink in. She was alone. The love of her life was gone, never to return. She would never see him again. She put her head down on and cried. She had never truly tasted the bitter taste of death before and she didn't want to taste it again.
After her cry, she picked up a piece of paper and wrote a letter to Aragorn's friend to inform them of his death. Carefully choosing the words to tell them of the depressing news.
'Aragorn, it is hard without you. I miss you so much it hurts." She said to the air, hoping he would somehow answer and hear her.