Emotions of the free
Aragorn looked into the face of the one he so dearly loved, the one who nearly gave her life for him, the one who just wanted to be with him. Arwen was staring back at him, as if she had never seen something so beautiful before. Slowly, Aragorn raised his arm and gently touched the soft skin of her face. It was then when he realised that she was really here and only for him.
Emotions took over Aragorn as the breaking waves of the sea. He was so happy that he could have sung as loud as a nightingale, he felt sadness of everything she had gone through just for him and tears were already shed in his soul, he felt relieved that both of them had survived to be at this moment, he feared the time when he would get old and she would be left behind all alone, he thanked everything for bringing her here to him and he knew that at this moment he was the luckiest person of Middle-Earth.
All of this went through his mind in only one minute, while Arwen's smile was already weakening. But then, Aragorn smiled back at her and before Arwen could even react, he kissed her like he had never done before.