Welcome back to another installment of 'Beauty From Pain'! Woot!
This is what, the ninth installment? It's the tenth, really? This is a record for me! Thanks for being here throughout this entire experience, everyone!
Moving right along, the basic gist of lucky chapter number ten is all about Eldarion, Aragorn's son. Watch what happens when everyone's favorite half-breed and the prince bump into each other!
I'm sorry, but it was physically impossible for me to do this chapter in third person. I'M SO SORRY!
….Lucky muffin?
Disclaimer-
Me-When was the last time I said my own disclaimer? Oh well, I'll just say it now. I don't own-
Superchick- WUMCSkilletFan doesn't own LotR, and only owns her character!
Me- *seething* Superchick, didn't you get the memo? I was supposed to say the disclaimer for this chapter!
Superchick- Oh…. Well I wanted to bring you some lucky muffins and- Oh, hey, did it annoy you?
Me- ….Well, yes, I suppose-
Superchick- Oh goody!
Me- Sigh.
Enjoy…..
Eldarion's POV
"Son," my father began as he dismounted his horse, careful not to jostle the girl he held in his arms, "I'll take care of the girl, but I want you to go down to the Great Hall. Your mother will supervise your suitors today."
"Suitors? Again Dad? These prissy little princesses don't suit me at all!" I complained.
"Son, you'll need to find a queen soon. You're thirteen- You only have three more years to find your betrothed so that you can begin courting her and eventually marry her!" My father sighed.
"Yeah, three more years of freedom," I mumbled.
"I heard that!" He snorted.
"You were meant to." I replied.
We looked at each other, him stern me rebellious.
About two seconds later, we both erupted into laughter. We could never stay mad at each other.
"But," my father continued after his laughter died down, "You still have to do it."
I sighed, but complied with his orders.
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"My name is Princess Vesi." The pink blob curtsied. I ignored her; she had already proven her unworthiness by pushing through all the other waiting girls and sneering at any who dared oppose her. She busied herself in fixing her enormous pink gown in my silence.
"Aren't you going to answer?" My mother prompted me.
I sighed. "I'm Prince Eldarion."
"Oh, what a strong name, your majesty," Vesi pushed her face closer to mine than I was comfortable with.
"Yeah, uh, can you please get out of my face?" I blinked once or twice and coughed at the rank scent of her over powering perfume.
She backed up, a disgusted look on her face.
"Eldarion, that was impolite! Apologize this instant," My mother commanded.
As much as I loved her, she could be ever so bossy.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Can I go now?" I demanded, not caring about Vesi's feelings at all.
"No, you have a long line of suitors waiting for you." My mother shook her head.
"In that case, can I use the restroom?" Yes, mother dearest, just say yes so I can make my escape!
She shook her head in resignation. "Fine," She sighed.
I was out of there faster than an arrow.
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As I made my way around the corridor, I remembered that my father was helping the girl that we found out.
She was probably just another prissy princess that thinks she's all that.
But wait, wasn't she wearing ripped and bloody hiking clothes? And she was dirty, very dirty. Even the lowest of maids didn't let themselves get that dirty without doing something about it.
Through my thoughts I heard footsteps.
I pressed against the wall and waited for the person to round the corner.
"Boo!" I jumped out at the person.
"Wow, I am so afraid. Ah. I'm going to die from fright." Her rolling eyes paired with the sarcasm vaguely sent me a message. Was it that she wasn't taken off guard? No, couldn't be that.
"By the way, oh-so-scary-one, do you know where I am?" She asked. This time, I detected no sarcasm.
"Gondor. Why wouldn't you have- Oh. You're that girl my dad and I rescued!" I didn't know why I didn't recognize her earlier. The long copper hair, the scratched and bruised skin that contained more freckles than I could count, everything was the same. Except of course, my dad had given her a slender white sleeping gown and had probably gotten her other clothes tailored.
"Yeah, that's me. The girl too stupid to grab provisions for herself before running away from the place she'd run away to." She raised her hand slightly and smiled grimly.
"Eldarion," I reached out my hand.
"Eruwaedhiel," She took it.
"If you don't mind my asking, but how old are you?" I inquired.
"Thirteen. Well, really thirteen and a half, but the extra six months don't matter." She shrugged. "You?"
"Same." I grinned.
"Well, alright then. Hey, are you a princess?" I asked, trying to get my initial question over with.
"Nope, more like the girl all the royal kids beat up for their exercise." She rolled her eyes again.
My heart sank about an inch. Maybe we could just be friends then. It was amazing how even though we'd known each other all of two minutes, we'd become closer than any suitor I'd ever encountered.
"Why?" She asked.
"Well, I'm the prince." I mumbled.
Her eyes widened and I saw the most brilliant shade of blue in them than I'd ever seen before.
"Oh. Should I bow them or something?" She coughed when she'd regained her breath.
"Please don't, it gets rather annoying after a while." I admitted.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
The conversation was sloping downward.
"Eldarion," My mother hissed from behind me. "You said you were going to the bathroom, not out here in the-" She caught sight of Eruwaedhiel. "Well, Eldarion, I guess this little meeting here has compensated your absence. Shall I go tell the others to leave?" Mother's smile was growing by the second.
I grabbed the chance by the neck. "Yes, please."
Mother practically skipped away.
Eruwaedhiel raised and eye brow at me but I shook my head.
"I'll tell you tomorrow. I will see you tomorrow, right?" I asked her, suddenly feeling a smidge empty at the thought of my new friend not coming back.
"Of course! You're the one good thing that's happened to me in the past month!" She exclaimed.
I wanted to think she was exaggerating, but something about the way she looked before she was brought to the castle told me she wasn't.
Well? How was it? Any good?
I hope you enjoyed Eldarion as much as I did while writing about him! While he may not be Jacob, he's pretty fun to write about!
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