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Chapter 2-The First Meeting
Aragorn emerged from his room to find the elf still outside his room.
"Good, you're ready to see Arwen, then? Follow me!" The elf finally introduced himself as Glorfindel.
Aragorn walked into the room to find a beautiful lady sitting down in a chair, her back to them.
"Just call if you need me, sir." Glorfindel closed the door as he left.
"Aragorn, is it?" Arwen asked, getting up. Her long brown hair fell carelessly over her pale shoulders and her face looked sad. Her eyes did not meet Aragorn's and she tilted her head to the side to prevent him from seeing that she had been crying.
"Yes, milady. At least, that's what they tell me my name is. The others tell me you wished to see me. Have you been…crying…?" Aragorn walked up to grab her face, but she pulled it away.
"I did not wish to see anyone, and what I have been doing is none of your business!" Arwen walked away from him.
Aragorn laughed. "I'm sorry, milady. I did not mean to seem pushy. Please, tell me what is wrong."
"If you must know, I've lost the man I loved…" Arwen's face changed as realization hit her. "Now that I think about it…both he and I died in a car crash…I'm not sure how long ago it was though."
Aragorn's face softened as he heard this news. "I'm sorry, milady…I didn't know…and if you care to hear, I have lost the woman I loved…" Aragorn didn't say anything else.
"So you have…but can you explain to me how I could have died yet still live?" Arwen turned her face so that Aragorn could see it.
Elrond walked into the room in the middle of their talking. "I'm sorry for interrupting but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. I think it is time for me to tell you what I know."
Arwen looked to the elf who just walked into the room. She nodded and sat down. She looked to Aragorn for comfort and listened to what Elrond had to say.
"I am Elrond, ruler over Rivendell. Let me first start by welcoming you two here. This, my friends, is the realm of Middle Earth. I think you'll feel right at home. Now, I must warn you, I cannot tell you everything I know, for that would upset the balance and shift the future." Elrond began. "You, Arwen, are my daughter, an elegant half-elf. With that, comes immortality, but you can give that up at any time should you wish to marry a mortal man. Aragorn, you are a ranger, captain of the Dunedain. (A/N: There's supposed to be an accent in Dunedain, but I forget where, just to let you know :D) You are a noble warrior and a brave and valiant fighter. I am sorry, but that is all I am allowed to tell you. I shall leave you alone again, and send Glorfindel in to bring you to the royal banquet. Farewell." Elrond left and smiled as he left the two to their own business.
After the talk had ended Arwen looked confused. "I'm his daughter?? But this cannot be…I was never an elf and I never will be an elf!" Tears started to build up in her eyes and Aragorn, feeling sorry for her, held her in his arms and comforted her.
"There, there…everything will be alright…" Aragorn trailed off in thought. He wasn't too sure himself whether everything was going to be fine. He was starting to recover his memory of his last night on Earth, but not as fast as Arwen. He still had no recollection of the crash.
The two stood still, Aragorn's protecting arms around Arwen, and Glorfindel decided that they shouldn't go to the feast just yet. He let them weep until their eyes went dry, and then he decided the time was right for them to eat.
Chapter 2-The First Meeting
Aragorn emerged from his room to find the elf still outside his room.
"Good, you're ready to see Arwen, then? Follow me!" The elf finally introduced himself as Glorfindel.
Aragorn walked into the room to find a beautiful lady sitting down in a chair, her back to them.
"Just call if you need me, sir." Glorfindel closed the door as he left.
"Aragorn, is it?" Arwen asked, getting up. Her long brown hair fell carelessly over her pale shoulders and her face looked sad. Her eyes did not meet Aragorn's and she tilted her head to the side to prevent him from seeing that she had been crying.
"Yes, milady. At least, that's what they tell me my name is. The others tell me you wished to see me. Have you been…crying…?" Aragorn walked up to grab her face, but she pulled it away.
"I did not wish to see anyone, and what I have been doing is none of your business!" Arwen walked away from him.
Aragorn laughed. "I'm sorry, milady. I did not mean to seem pushy. Please, tell me what is wrong."
"If you must know, I've lost the man I loved…" Arwen's face changed as realization hit her. "Now that I think about it…both he and I died in a car crash…I'm not sure how long ago it was though."
Aragorn's face softened as he heard this news. "I'm sorry, milady…I didn't know…and if you care to hear, I have lost the woman I loved…" Aragorn didn't say anything else.
"So you have…but can you explain to me how I could have died yet still live?" Arwen turned her face so that Aragorn could see it.
Elrond walked into the room in the middle of their talking. "I'm sorry for interrupting but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. I think it is time for me to tell you what I know."
Arwen looked to the elf who just walked into the room. She nodded and sat down. She looked to Aragorn for comfort and listened to what Elrond had to say.
"I am Elrond, ruler over Rivendell. Let me first start by welcoming you two here. This, my friends, is the realm of Middle Earth. I think you'll feel right at home. Now, I must warn you, I cannot tell you everything I know, for that would upset the balance and shift the future." Elrond began. "You, Arwen, are my daughter, an elegant half-elf. With that, comes immortality, but you can give that up at any time should you wish to marry a mortal man. Aragorn, you are a ranger, captain of the Dunedain. (A/N: There's supposed to be an accent in Dunedain, but I forget where, just to let you know :D) You are a noble warrior and a brave and valiant fighter. I am sorry, but that is all I am allowed to tell you. I shall leave you alone again, and send Glorfindel in to bring you to the royal banquet. Farewell." Elrond left and smiled as he left the two to their own business.
After the talk had ended Arwen looked confused. "I'm his daughter?? But this cannot be…I was never an elf and I never will be an elf!" Tears started to build up in her eyes and Aragorn, feeling sorry for her, held her in his arms and comforted her.
"There, there…everything will be alright…" Aragorn trailed off in thought. He wasn't too sure himself whether everything was going to be fine. He was starting to recover his memory of his last night on Earth, but not as fast as Arwen. He still had no recollection of the crash.
The two stood still, Aragorn's protecting arms around Arwen, and Glorfindel decided that they shouldn't go to the feast just yet. He let them weep until their eyes went dry, and then he decided the time was right for them to eat.