Aragorn (50)
They were adorable together. Their love was sweet and understanding and casual.
They also probably didn't notice they were speaking in Standard Tounge, and everyone there could understand them.
Aragorn bristled when an elvish messenger, the young lady, summoned Lindir, taking him to Arwen's sick room.
Faramir seemed to notice his tension, and put an arm on his shoulder. "You will go last, only to see her last."
That only made Aragorn feel worse.
