Disclaimer-Arwen, Aragorn, and the Dunedain don't belong to me, only
Henderson does. I do not make money off of this fic. Flames shall be used
as a hairdryer.
Chapter 7-Trouble Brewing
The Dunedain rode out after Aragorn was ready and mounted on his horse. After riding for an hour, they stopped to make sure everyone was present. Aragorn noticed an aging man on the road.
"It's Henderson…" Aragorn whispered. "Don't try to fight him, he's much stronger than you think."
"You heard that men? Don't approach him!" The second-in-command ordered his men.
The Dunedain advanced after a meal, and all Aragorn could think about was Arwen. He just hoped that this play didn't get out of hand. The army finally reached Rivendell and Elrond's elves were brought out so that the two could try and compromise. They projected their arguments and obscenities so that Henderson could hear them. Arwen was hiding behind a tree, looking for the old wizard. She noticed Henderson advancing, so she went to warn the others. Before she could move close enough to shout, she felt a large object hit her head.
When she awoke, she noticed ropes binding her wrists and feet to a bed. She gasped when she noticed that she was wearing a very fancy black silk dress laced with beads and gems. She looked up to notice an old man grinning down at her.
"Hello, Lady Arwen. I've been expecting you to wake up now. How was your sleep?" Henderson asked.
"Get me out of her this instant, old man! You were the reason so many of my people died." Arwen struggled to free herself from the rope, but it was no use. She was weak and the rope was tied too tightly.
"Don't worry, soon enough you won't care about anything else." Henderson said. He then began chanting something, sprinkling some herb, and then pouring a pink liquid into her mouth.
Arwen closed her eyes and began to see a pink cloud in front of her closed eyes. The cloud was obstructing her view and, when she woke up, she began to see Aragorn in front of her and embraced. She didn't kiss him (A/N: Thank goodness…you'll find out later.) but instead just hugged him.
"I never thought I'd see you again! Since when was I cut loose…?" Arwen asked rhetorically.
"I cut you loose while you were sleeping. Come with me, I have something to show you, Lady Arwen." Aragorn grinned mischievously.
'I've heard myself called that before…but not by Aragorn…' Arwen thought, gracefully pulling her skirts around her while she walked.
Aragorn led Arwen into a small chamber, and Arwen started picking up clues that Aragorn wasn't who he seemed to be. Arwen grinned when the supposed Aragorn starting playing with her hair. When he least expected it, she threw a punch at his face and kicked off her delicate sandals…into Henderson's head! They knocked him out, and the spell was broken. She laughed and spit on his face. When he opened his eyes slightly, but couldn't move because she had tied his hands and feet like he did to her, and then spoke into his ear. "I'm sorry to inform you, Henderson, but you gave yourself away when you called me Lady Arwen. Aragorn only calls me milady! So take this!" Arwen threw another punch at his face to knock him out. She then walked out and tried to find her way back to Rivendell.
Chapter 7-Trouble Brewing
The Dunedain rode out after Aragorn was ready and mounted on his horse. After riding for an hour, they stopped to make sure everyone was present. Aragorn noticed an aging man on the road.
"It's Henderson…" Aragorn whispered. "Don't try to fight him, he's much stronger than you think."
"You heard that men? Don't approach him!" The second-in-command ordered his men.
The Dunedain advanced after a meal, and all Aragorn could think about was Arwen. He just hoped that this play didn't get out of hand. The army finally reached Rivendell and Elrond's elves were brought out so that the two could try and compromise. They projected their arguments and obscenities so that Henderson could hear them. Arwen was hiding behind a tree, looking for the old wizard. She noticed Henderson advancing, so she went to warn the others. Before she could move close enough to shout, she felt a large object hit her head.
When she awoke, she noticed ropes binding her wrists and feet to a bed. She gasped when she noticed that she was wearing a very fancy black silk dress laced with beads and gems. She looked up to notice an old man grinning down at her.
"Hello, Lady Arwen. I've been expecting you to wake up now. How was your sleep?" Henderson asked.
"Get me out of her this instant, old man! You were the reason so many of my people died." Arwen struggled to free herself from the rope, but it was no use. She was weak and the rope was tied too tightly.
"Don't worry, soon enough you won't care about anything else." Henderson said. He then began chanting something, sprinkling some herb, and then pouring a pink liquid into her mouth.
Arwen closed her eyes and began to see a pink cloud in front of her closed eyes. The cloud was obstructing her view and, when she woke up, she began to see Aragorn in front of her and embraced. She didn't kiss him (A/N: Thank goodness…you'll find out later.) but instead just hugged him.
"I never thought I'd see you again! Since when was I cut loose…?" Arwen asked rhetorically.
"I cut you loose while you were sleeping. Come with me, I have something to show you, Lady Arwen." Aragorn grinned mischievously.
'I've heard myself called that before…but not by Aragorn…' Arwen thought, gracefully pulling her skirts around her while she walked.
Aragorn led Arwen into a small chamber, and Arwen started picking up clues that Aragorn wasn't who he seemed to be. Arwen grinned when the supposed Aragorn starting playing with her hair. When he least expected it, she threw a punch at his face and kicked off her delicate sandals…into Henderson's head! They knocked him out, and the spell was broken. She laughed and spit on his face. When he opened his eyes slightly, but couldn't move because she had tied his hands and feet like he did to her, and then spoke into his ear. "I'm sorry to inform you, Henderson, but you gave yourself away when you called me Lady Arwen. Aragorn only calls me milady! So take this!" Arwen threw another punch at his face to knock him out. She then walked out and tried to find her way back to Rivendell.