After a few days, Aragorn, Merry, Pippin, and Sam arrived in Rivendell. Frodo was still unconscious. I greeted Aragorn warmly, but he just nodded at me. I sighed. I knew why he was doing this. He wanted me to go to the Grey Havens so I could keep my immortality. But I would totally choose him over immortality.
Figwit hurried over to me. "Frodo is awake, my lady."
"That is good," I nodded.
I remembered that after Frodo had come out and hugged everyone (gag) there was a scene with me and Aragorn. I asked Figwit to show me to the room where the shards of Narsil were kept. He bowed and led me there. I saw Aragorn putting the helm back, and walked up behind him.
"You are Isildur's heir, not Isildur himself," I reminded him.
"The same blood flows in my veins," he replied. "The same weakness."
"You will face the same evil and you will defeat it," I said.
Then I turned and walked out of the room. He followed me as I walked to a bridge and turned to face him.
"Do you remember when we first met?" I asked.
"I thought I had strayed into a dream," he responded.
"You did not have the troubles you have now," I told him. "Do you remember what I told you?"
He touched my Evanstar pendant. "You said that you'd bound yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people."
"I would rather share one lifetime with you than a thousand alone," I responded.
I put the Evanstar pendant in his hand.
"I choose a mortal life," I said.
"You cannot give me this," he protested.
"It is mine to give to who I want," I responded. "Like my heart."
Then he leaned toward me and we kissed. I silently congratulated myself on knowing those lines so well.
The next day, the Council of Elrond was held. I was not invited, but I was fine with that. I knew what would happen from seeing the movies so many times. I waited for it to be finished. The members of the Fellowship went to their rooms to pack and ready themselves. I waited outside Aragorn's room for him. He walked out, not seeing me.
"Did you think you could slip away unnoticed?" I asked him.
"I will not be coming back," he answered, looking down.
"What do you speak of?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.
"You have a chance for another life away from war…grief…despair," he said.
"Why are you saying this?" I asked.
"I am mortal, you are Elf-kind," he responded. "It was a dream, Arwen, nothing more."
"I don't believe you," I protested.
He tried to give me back my Evanstar pendant. "This belongs to you."
"It was a gift," I responded. "Keep it."
I walked away, feeling a little sad. But I knew he was just trying to give me the best life I could have. I stood a little behind Elrond, listening to him talk to the Fellowship. My entourage stood behind me, including Figwit. I watched as Frodo led them away from Rivendell. Aragorn glanced once at me, and then he was gone.
