Coronation10
AN: OMG! I am so sorry that this has taken so long to update!! I have been overwhelmed with work and I feel so bad that I haven't been able to get anything up lately! It is completely my fault and I feel like a complete ass!! And I have probably lot so many reviewers...IM SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Recap: Arwen has just made it to the White City with Elladan, Maranwe and Eowyn. They are currently riding up to the top and then the bell has just rung for Aragorn's coronation to begin.
The ringing bell echoed so loudly throughout the entire city; Arwen felt that her head would explode. She cried out as her horse reared underneath her. She grabbed hold of the reins tightly and held on for her life as her horse whinnied and kicked. "Calm yourself Nadourhaun!" Maranwe rode Asteria over and pulled the horses' bridle down so Nadorhuan was on all fours once more. The bells toll died off and the four riders continued their ride throughout the city.
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Slowly the doors opened to the Great Hall and silence fell over the people like a blanket of ash. Aragorn felt his stomach drop at the sight of how many people were before him. He felt Faramir give him a nudge and slowly he began to walk down the aisle. He could feel the intent staring of man women and child there and there was a lot of them. The original outdoor ceremony was brought into the Great Hall due to the storm. As soon as rain began to fall masses of people swarmed into the hall to have a good view of their king being crowned.
People from all over Gondor had made their way to Minas Tirith since the announcement that the heir had been found. Aragorn was sure that no more people would fit in the hall even if they tried. Small children sat on their father's shoulders, toddlers held in their mothers arms and every person was shoulder to shoulder with each other and straining to get a good glimpse of the ceremony.
The long line of people going down the aisle was lead by Aragorn, then Faramir the Steward then Gandalf the White. Originally, Maranwe and Eowyn were to come next but with their sudden disappearance Aragorn had convinced Frodo and Sam to be there instead.
Slowly they reached the front of the room, a single trumpet rang, and then a silence followed. Faramir stood tall and faced the crowd, "People of Gondor. The reign of the Stewards has ended. Next to me stands your ruler has come to claim him title at long last. This man is Aragorn son of Arathorn, chieftain of the Dunedain of Arnor, Captain of the Host of the West, bearer of the Star of the North, wielder of the Sword Reforged, victorious in battle, whoses hands bring healing, the Elfstone, Elessar of the line of Valandil, Isildur's son, Elendil's son of Numenor." He took a deep breath as if to stop but he felt Aragorn give him a nudge in the ribs, "And Estel to the ones of the distant land Imladris."
Aragorn could not help but smiled at the long title. It had nearly driven Faramir mad to try to memorize all of that.
Faramir caught his breath and continued. "I ask you as the Steward of this land, shall he be king and enter into this white city and dwell here?"
'Yea!' Was heard as one voice from the mass of people inside the building. And the noise was gone as quickly as it began.
If it were any other time, Arwen would be looking at the massive city surrounding her. Instead she was only watching the rode ahead, and glancing towards the sky every once in a while to see how much closer they were to the top. "I am coming Estel. A'maelamin. Aratoamin. Melamin. (My beloved. My champion. My love)"
Sam and Frodo stepped forward and held up the casket that contained the crown. Slowly Aragorn stepped forward, opened its ancient top, and pulled out the ancient heirloom that once rested on the head of his forefathers.
Maranwe, Eowyn, Arwen and Elladan all quickly dismounted as they reached the top of the city. Elladan stayed to take the horses to the stables around the corner and the three women rushed across the wet and muddy grass to the Hall.
Aragorn turned and stepped over to where Gandalf was a few feet away. He made every step as slow as possible wanting to delay the ceremony as long as he could. However, within a few moments he was before the tall wizard. He looked up at his friend with sad eyes and Gandalf understood what he was feeling.
"I'm sorry Aragorn." He mouthed while gently taking the crown from his callused hands. "You know she wanted to be here." He voiced into the rangers head.
"I know." Was the only answer he received.
Arwen could hear the pounding of thunder and horses hooves in her head. It took her a few moments to realize that it was her throbbing heart reacting to the fact that she was so close to Aragorn. How long had it been since she last saw him? Over five months-oh it was five months too long. She nearly tripped on the stairs as her Maranwe and Eowyn reached the Hall. She was so close.
Aragorn watched as Gandalf lifted the crown above his head so that every person in that Hall caught a glimpse of its shine. He closed his eyes, wishing so badly and praying to the Valar to suddenly make her appear. He needed her.
Arwen reached the top of the stairs and reached out to pull open the heavy door. The only thing that separated her from being in the arms of the one she loved.
Within the darkness that was behind the lids of Aragorn's eyes. He could see nothing, he heard nothing. All he felt was the loneliness of his heart. He felt like that one moment was a lifetime. Him just sitting in the dark with no one to comfort him
In the back of his mind, he heard a faint sound of a wooden door. And the gasp of people around him. But he did not open his eyes. It was only the voice that sounded so sweet and fair that made him open his eyes and turn.
"Nae saian luume' Estel! (It has been too long Estel)" The angel spoke.
TBC
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AN: OMG! I am so sorry that this has taken so long to update!! I have been overwhelmed with work and I feel so bad that I haven't been able to get anything up lately! It is completely my fault and I feel like a complete ass!! And I have probably lot so many reviewers...IM SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Recap: Arwen has just made it to the White City with Elladan, Maranwe and Eowyn. They are currently riding up to the top and then the bell has just rung for Aragorn's coronation to begin.
The ringing bell echoed so loudly throughout the entire city; Arwen felt that her head would explode. She cried out as her horse reared underneath her. She grabbed hold of the reins tightly and held on for her life as her horse whinnied and kicked. "Calm yourself Nadourhaun!" Maranwe rode Asteria over and pulled the horses' bridle down so Nadorhuan was on all fours once more. The bells toll died off and the four riders continued their ride throughout the city.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Slowly the doors opened to the Great Hall and silence fell over the people like a blanket of ash. Aragorn felt his stomach drop at the sight of how many people were before him. He felt Faramir give him a nudge and slowly he began to walk down the aisle. He could feel the intent staring of man women and child there and there was a lot of them. The original outdoor ceremony was brought into the Great Hall due to the storm. As soon as rain began to fall masses of people swarmed into the hall to have a good view of their king being crowned.
People from all over Gondor had made their way to Minas Tirith since the announcement that the heir had been found. Aragorn was sure that no more people would fit in the hall even if they tried. Small children sat on their father's shoulders, toddlers held in their mothers arms and every person was shoulder to shoulder with each other and straining to get a good glimpse of the ceremony.
The long line of people going down the aisle was lead by Aragorn, then Faramir the Steward then Gandalf the White. Originally, Maranwe and Eowyn were to come next but with their sudden disappearance Aragorn had convinced Frodo and Sam to be there instead.
Slowly they reached the front of the room, a single trumpet rang, and then a silence followed. Faramir stood tall and faced the crowd, "People of Gondor. The reign of the Stewards has ended. Next to me stands your ruler has come to claim him title at long last. This man is Aragorn son of Arathorn, chieftain of the Dunedain of Arnor, Captain of the Host of the West, bearer of the Star of the North, wielder of the Sword Reforged, victorious in battle, whoses hands bring healing, the Elfstone, Elessar of the line of Valandil, Isildur's son, Elendil's son of Numenor." He took a deep breath as if to stop but he felt Aragorn give him a nudge in the ribs, "And Estel to the ones of the distant land Imladris."
Aragorn could not help but smiled at the long title. It had nearly driven Faramir mad to try to memorize all of that.
Faramir caught his breath and continued. "I ask you as the Steward of this land, shall he be king and enter into this white city and dwell here?"
'Yea!' Was heard as one voice from the mass of people inside the building. And the noise was gone as quickly as it began.
If it were any other time, Arwen would be looking at the massive city surrounding her. Instead she was only watching the rode ahead, and glancing towards the sky every once in a while to see how much closer they were to the top. "I am coming Estel. A'maelamin. Aratoamin. Melamin. (My beloved. My champion. My love)"
Sam and Frodo stepped forward and held up the casket that contained the crown. Slowly Aragorn stepped forward, opened its ancient top, and pulled out the ancient heirloom that once rested on the head of his forefathers.
Maranwe, Eowyn, Arwen and Elladan all quickly dismounted as they reached the top of the city. Elladan stayed to take the horses to the stables around the corner and the three women rushed across the wet and muddy grass to the Hall.
Aragorn turned and stepped over to where Gandalf was a few feet away. He made every step as slow as possible wanting to delay the ceremony as long as he could. However, within a few moments he was before the tall wizard. He looked up at his friend with sad eyes and Gandalf understood what he was feeling.
"I'm sorry Aragorn." He mouthed while gently taking the crown from his callused hands. "You know she wanted to be here." He voiced into the rangers head.
"I know." Was the only answer he received.
Arwen could hear the pounding of thunder and horses hooves in her head. It took her a few moments to realize that it was her throbbing heart reacting to the fact that she was so close to Aragorn. How long had it been since she last saw him? Over five months-oh it was five months too long. She nearly tripped on the stairs as her Maranwe and Eowyn reached the Hall. She was so close.
Aragorn watched as Gandalf lifted the crown above his head so that every person in that Hall caught a glimpse of its shine. He closed his eyes, wishing so badly and praying to the Valar to suddenly make her appear. He needed her.
Arwen reached the top of the stairs and reached out to pull open the heavy door. The only thing that separated her from being in the arms of the one she loved.
Within the darkness that was behind the lids of Aragorn's eyes. He could see nothing, he heard nothing. All he felt was the loneliness of his heart. He felt like that one moment was a lifetime. Him just sitting in the dark with no one to comfort him
In the back of his mind, he heard a faint sound of a wooden door. And the gasp of people around him. But he did not open his eyes. It was only the voice that sounded so sweet and fair that made him open his eyes and turn.
"Nae saian luume' Estel! (It has been too long Estel)" The angel spoke.
TBC
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