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The Fellowship gathered before an old stone arch. Behind them was the path towards Mordor. Taríen could see where Arwen and Aragorn were speaking nearby. "Is this how you would take your leave?" Arwen asked quietly in Sindarin. "Did you think you could slip away at first light, unnoticed?" "I will not be coming back," Aragorn said sadly, but firmly. "You underestimate you skill in battle," Arwen replied. "You will come back." "It is not of death in battle that I speak," Aragorn said, continuing to walk. Arwen stepped in front of him, stopping him.
"What do you speak of?" she asked. "You have a chance for another life," he said. "Away from war, grief, despair…" "Why are you saying this?" Arwen asked, hurt in her eyes. "I am mortal. You are elf-kind. It was a dream, Arwen. Nothing more." "I do not believe you," she said. Aragorn opened his hand and offered her the Evenstar pendant. "This belongs to you," she said. "It was a gift," she replied. She folded his hands back over it. "Keep it." Suddenly, Gandalf called Aragorn's name. The Ranger hurried over and stood with them.
Elrond and Taríen stood before them. "The Ring-bearer is setting out on the Quest of Mount Doom," Elrond said. "On you who travel with him, no oath not bond is laid to go further than you will." "Farewell," Taríen said. "May the blessings of Elves and Men and all free folk go with you." Aragorn and Legolas placed their right hands on their hearts and bowed their heads.
Elrond looked at Taríen. "If you will do the honors?" She nodded and stepped forward. She first placed her hands on Frodo's shoulders. "Ilúvatar Ainuryë varyal, Frodo Baggins, cormo-morcor. Násië." She moved to Merry and Pippin and laid one hand on each of their shoulders. "Ilúvatar Ainuryë varyaldë, Meriadoc Brandybuck Peregrin Tookyë. Násië." She repeated the blessing for Sam, Legolas, and Gimli. For Aragorn, she said, "Ilúvatar Ainuryë varyal, Aragorn Arathornion, yondórë-nín. Násië."
When she came to Gandalf, she said, "Ilúvatar Ainur hyanayë varyal, Olórin Mista-Istar. Násië." Lastly, she came to Boromir. She placed her hands on his shoulders and softly said, with tears in her eyes, "Ilúvatar Ainuryë varyal, Boromir, verunya. Melehtë valaina lennalétyë. Násië." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately, but briefly. When their lips parted, she embraced him, and whispered in his ear, "If you so dare as to look at another woman while you're gone, I'll castrate you." He kissed her softly once more. "None could compare to you," he said.
She gently drew away and went back to stand beside Elrond. "The Fellowship awaits the Ring-bearer," Gandalf announced. Frodo walked forward, leading the way out the gate. Taríen just barely heard him ask, "Mordor, Gandalf, is it left or right?" "Left," Gandalf replied. The Fellowship slowly filed out the gate. Aragorn was the last to leave, casting one long, lingering look at Arwen.
As soon as they were gone, Taríen went immediately to Arwen and wrapped her arm around the younger woman's waist. "I feel in need of some hot mulled wine, how about you?" she asked gently. Arwen nodded, and the pair walked together through the halls of Imladris. "You're going to follow them, aren't you?" Arwen asked, as soon as they were out of anyone else's earshot. "Of course, indiell-nín. I need to return to Gondor, and that is the direction they are currently headed," Taríen replied. "How can you stand it?" Arwen asked. "Being away from him?"
Taríen was silent for a moment as they reached her rooms and entered. Arwen told a servant to bring them the wine. "I don't know," she said. "I waited thousands of years for him, and since we've wed, he has never been very far from me. You and Aragorn have parted far more times than we have." "And every time, it feels like my heart is splitting in two," Arwen said softly.
Taríen smiled. "That is how it should be, with love." A servant arrived and laid the platter with their wine on the table. Taríen picked up the two glasses and handed one to Arwen as they sat before the crackling fire. "He tried to refuse my love, even though he loves me in return," Arwen sighed. "Elrond spoke to him, last night, after you were asleep," Taríen said. "He warned him away. Aragorn loves you more than anything."
"You will protect him, for me?" Arwen asked hopefully. "I swear it," Taríen said solemnly. "When will you leave?" Arwen asked. "Not for a few more days," Taríen said, taking a sip of wine. "With the way that things are, these may be my last days in Rivendell. You will sail if we are defeated, if Aragorn is killed?" "I will," Arwen said. "I swear it. And you? What will you do if we lose?"
Taríen was silent a moment. "I will challenge Sauron to single combat in front of all his men. When the duel is complete, only one of us will be standing." "You would sacrifice yourself in vain?" Arwen breathed. "I would sacrifice myself for Middle-earth," Taríen said firmly.
"I forgot to ask before," Arwen said. "Do you have any children?" Taríen smiled. "Four," she said. She laid her hand on her stomach. "Soon to be five." "You're pregnant!" Arwen exclaimed. "Sh," Taríen said. "No one knows, not even Boromir. I didn't even realize it myself until we reached Rivendell." "How far along are you?" Arwen asked. "Five months," Taríen replied. "It's a boy, I know that much. He must have been conceived the night before we left Minas Tirith."
"You were not trying for a baby?" Arwen asked. "Intercourse among Men is not like what it is among Elves," Taríen explained. "When we did it, it was for recreation, though the child is not unwelcome." "Why did you not tell Boromir?" Arwen asked. "I didn't want him to worry about the baby and I when he needs to focus on this quest," Taríen explained. "Will the child survive this war?" Arwen asked quietly. "I know not," Taríen whispered. "I know not."
Quenya Translations: (These all probably have very bad grammar, for anyone who might actually speak Quenya).
Ilúvatar Ainuryë varyal, Frodo Baggins, cormo-morcor. Násië. - Ilúvatar and the Ainur protect you, Frodo Baggins, Ring-bearer. Amen.
Ilúvatar Ainuryë varyaldë, Meriadoc Brandybuck Peregrin Tookyë. Násië. - Ilúvatar and the Ainur protect you, Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took. Amen.
Ilúvatar Ainuryë varyal, Aragorn Arathornion, yondórë-nín. Násië. - Ilúvatar and the Ainur protect you, Aragorn, son of Arthorn, my heart-son. Amen.
Ilúvatar Ainur hyanayë varyal, Olórin Mista-Istar. Násië. - Ilúvatar and the other Ainur protect you, Olórin the Grey Wizard. Amen.
Ilúvatar Ainuryë varyal, Boromir, verunya. Melehtë valaina lennalétyë. Násië. - Ilúvatar and the Ainur protect you, Boromir, my husband. May the might of the Valar go with you. Amen.
indiell-nín - my heart-daughter.