N.B. Hello guys! Here is my very, very first LOTR fanfic, so flame if you
want to!! And no, unfortunately I do NOT own Aragorn, Arwen, Elrond,
Gimli, Frodo, Elrohir and Elladad, but I DO own Ethriel. Mwahahaha.
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Prologue – A child is born.
Once in the far reaches of middle earth lived King Elessar, once Aragorn son of Estel by Elrond Arathorn called Lord of Rivendell, Strider by the hobbits and also Dunadan but the author will refrain from including his many other names and this isn't what the story is about, and his queen, Arwen Evenstar, daughter of Elrond, Lord of Rivendell. And because the author wants to make the readers of this go "Oooo" and "Aaaah" she's going to add in that ever so wonderful phrase: Today was an important day. They were celebrating the birth of their daughter Ethriel Paigelyn Smileyface, Princess of Gondor. The court gathered around the cradle to peer in at the small, sleeping princess, in true fairytale style.
"Awwwww," Cooed the court until sleeping princess was sleeping no more. A shrill cry sounded through the halls of the castle, making the whole court deaf for a week.
After a week of Ethriel's shrill screaming in the wee hours of the morning Arwen and Elessar of too many names decided on a plan of action. Arwen, since loosing her immortality, found out what it was to experience pain and fatigue.
"Must... do... something..." Arwen sobbed. And for the sappiness of it all, Elessar gave his wife a big, manly hug.
"Poor Arwie-kins..." Elessar soothed. Arwen drew away from the hug as quickly as possible upon hearing this.
"Estel, what the @#$% would you know?!?!" She yelled. "You don't have to deal with a screaming child and an ongoing migraine! YOU DON'T HAVE TO BREASTFEED DAMNIT!" Elessar suddenly went from being strong and manly to a hen pecked mummy's boy at Arwen's yelling.
"Arwie-kins, sweetheart, honey, darling, calm down," Elessar whimpered. "There's always Rivendell!"
Arwen stopped getting agro. "True," she replied. "That's not such a bad idea. I mean you were raised in Rivendell by Daddy... But then again..."
"Hey!" Elessar protested.
Arwen sent him a chilling glare. He shrank away.
"R-r-Rivendell it is!" he stammered. For a man, Arwen's death stares seemed to scare him.
Arwen's eyes softened and for kicks, lets add a nice sappy confession. "I hoped we didn't have to do this but now it is up to my father and brothers to raise her. She will just fail living here. She reminds me of myself."
"WHAT?!?!" Elrond spluttered. "Oh no. No no NO!! I do NOT think I am capable of handling ANOTHER Aragorn!! He did my head in years ago!!" His breathing became tight. "I... am... over.... 4... thousand... years... OLD!!"
"We understand sir," Replied Lindir ruefully. "But think of your poor little Arwen bearing the burden of a child."
Elrond's eyes became dreamy. "I remember when she was a baby in my arms... and what a lovely young woman she grew into" He murmured. Suddenly he snapped out of his dream. "Well I told her NOT to!! But nooo she had to go and GIVE UP her immortality and MARRY him!! And now she complains her child is giving her a migraine!! Geez!!" The council of Elrond eyed him strangely and the room was silent until Frodo, the former ring bearer of the One Ring who eventually destroyed it stepped forward. Frodo resided in Rivendell after the Ring was destroyed and found it lonely now his cousin Bilbo was dead and the 3 other hobbit companions had returned to the Shire.
He moved his eyes toward Elrond. "Elrond?" He asked.
"Frodo stop LOOKING at me that way," Elrond commanded. "Your eyes are just TOO freaky. And yes I know you're upset about Sam dumping you for Rosie but I will NOT go out with you." The whole council stared wide eyed at the two and Frodo's own eyes filled with tears until the author politely reminded them there was the small matter of Ethriel at stake. Frodo's tears quickly disappeared.
"Elrond have a heart," Frodo said sternly. "I will look after her if need be. It's so lonely without Bilbo and the hobbits."
"We know, " Muttered Elrond and his council. Frodo conveniently ignored them.
"I'll share baby sitting duties," Frodo said meekly. The council stared at him with surprise.
"Frodo," Elrond said sternly. "My granddaughter just happens to be a mixture of human and elf. Humans and elves usually outgrow hobbits! What will happen when she outgrows you?"
"Ah Elrond," Cut in Gimli, son of Gloin. "Ye seem to know little about children. Once Ethriel becomes taller than Frodo here, she will be able to look after herself!"
"And if she cannot we shall take up duties," Elrohir and Elladad, Arwen's brothers chimed in.
"Oh ALL RIGHT," Elrond sighed, giving in. "It is decided. Princess Ethriel will take up residence at Rivendell."
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Prologue – A child is born.
Once in the far reaches of middle earth lived King Elessar, once Aragorn son of Estel by Elrond Arathorn called Lord of Rivendell, Strider by the hobbits and also Dunadan but the author will refrain from including his many other names and this isn't what the story is about, and his queen, Arwen Evenstar, daughter of Elrond, Lord of Rivendell. And because the author wants to make the readers of this go "Oooo" and "Aaaah" she's going to add in that ever so wonderful phrase: Today was an important day. They were celebrating the birth of their daughter Ethriel Paigelyn Smileyface, Princess of Gondor. The court gathered around the cradle to peer in at the small, sleeping princess, in true fairytale style.
"Awwwww," Cooed the court until sleeping princess was sleeping no more. A shrill cry sounded through the halls of the castle, making the whole court deaf for a week.
After a week of Ethriel's shrill screaming in the wee hours of the morning Arwen and Elessar of too many names decided on a plan of action. Arwen, since loosing her immortality, found out what it was to experience pain and fatigue.
"Must... do... something..." Arwen sobbed. And for the sappiness of it all, Elessar gave his wife a big, manly hug.
"Poor Arwie-kins..." Elessar soothed. Arwen drew away from the hug as quickly as possible upon hearing this.
"Estel, what the @#$% would you know?!?!" She yelled. "You don't have to deal with a screaming child and an ongoing migraine! YOU DON'T HAVE TO BREASTFEED DAMNIT!" Elessar suddenly went from being strong and manly to a hen pecked mummy's boy at Arwen's yelling.
"Arwie-kins, sweetheart, honey, darling, calm down," Elessar whimpered. "There's always Rivendell!"
Arwen stopped getting agro. "True," she replied. "That's not such a bad idea. I mean you were raised in Rivendell by Daddy... But then again..."
"Hey!" Elessar protested.
Arwen sent him a chilling glare. He shrank away.
"R-r-Rivendell it is!" he stammered. For a man, Arwen's death stares seemed to scare him.
Arwen's eyes softened and for kicks, lets add a nice sappy confession. "I hoped we didn't have to do this but now it is up to my father and brothers to raise her. She will just fail living here. She reminds me of myself."
"WHAT?!?!" Elrond spluttered. "Oh no. No no NO!! I do NOT think I am capable of handling ANOTHER Aragorn!! He did my head in years ago!!" His breathing became tight. "I... am... over.... 4... thousand... years... OLD!!"
"We understand sir," Replied Lindir ruefully. "But think of your poor little Arwen bearing the burden of a child."
Elrond's eyes became dreamy. "I remember when she was a baby in my arms... and what a lovely young woman she grew into" He murmured. Suddenly he snapped out of his dream. "Well I told her NOT to!! But nooo she had to go and GIVE UP her immortality and MARRY him!! And now she complains her child is giving her a migraine!! Geez!!" The council of Elrond eyed him strangely and the room was silent until Frodo, the former ring bearer of the One Ring who eventually destroyed it stepped forward. Frodo resided in Rivendell after the Ring was destroyed and found it lonely now his cousin Bilbo was dead and the 3 other hobbit companions had returned to the Shire.
He moved his eyes toward Elrond. "Elrond?" He asked.
"Frodo stop LOOKING at me that way," Elrond commanded. "Your eyes are just TOO freaky. And yes I know you're upset about Sam dumping you for Rosie but I will NOT go out with you." The whole council stared wide eyed at the two and Frodo's own eyes filled with tears until the author politely reminded them there was the small matter of Ethriel at stake. Frodo's tears quickly disappeared.
"Elrond have a heart," Frodo said sternly. "I will look after her if need be. It's so lonely without Bilbo and the hobbits."
"We know, " Muttered Elrond and his council. Frodo conveniently ignored them.
"I'll share baby sitting duties," Frodo said meekly. The council stared at him with surprise.
"Frodo," Elrond said sternly. "My granddaughter just happens to be a mixture of human and elf. Humans and elves usually outgrow hobbits! What will happen when she outgrows you?"
"Ah Elrond," Cut in Gimli, son of Gloin. "Ye seem to know little about children. Once Ethriel becomes taller than Frodo here, she will be able to look after herself!"
"And if she cannot we shall take up duties," Elrohir and Elladad, Arwen's brothers chimed in.
"Oh ALL RIGHT," Elrond sighed, giving in. "It is decided. Princess Ethriel will take up residence at Rivendell."
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