YAY! Chapter 4. You guys are gonna hate me for doing this. Enjoy.

Chapter 4:

It was nighttime. The sky had been painted in blackness, and the streets of Gondor where deserted. "Eldarion, won't you speak to me?" Elle said sadly. She felt she hurt him by not believing they could be together. Eldarion stopped and turned to her. His eyelids where low and he looked sad. He took Elle into his arms. "I want to be with you forever." Elle rapped her arms around his neck and embraced him. "I know you do, and I as well." "I have an idea! I want to show to my mother and father how in love I am with you, and what I'd give to be with you." Eldarion said excitedly. "Do you think it will work?" Elle said smiling. "Let's just hope so." Eldarion and Elle finally reached the kingdom of King Elessar and Queen Arwen. Eldarion held Elle's hand tightly as they entered the Main Hall where the King and Queen sat on their thrones. "Hello my son." King Elessar spoke as Eldarion entered the room, Elle following behind. "Hello, father. We have a very special guest here. 'Tis Elrie, princess of the woods of Lothlorien." Elle stepped out from behind Eldarion. "Your highnesses." She said bowing. "How you've grown, Elle!" said Arwen very pleased to see her. "Are your mother and father here?" Elle looked at Eldarion. "They um." she began. "She's visiting!" Eldarion cut in, trying to not get Elle into any trouble. "Well your more than welcome to stay in the palace." Arwen said. "Mother.Father.there's something we need to tell you." "What is it, son?" King Elessar said moving around in his chair. "I'm inlove with Elle." The King and Queen both looked at eachother and then back at Eldarion and Elle. "Why won't you let me marry who I love? We are both of royal blood." "Eldarion, you have to marry the princess of Mirkwood. You were bound to this wedding since the day you where born. There is no changing it. And you, Elle. Your bound to marry Barahir, are you not?" Elle nodded her head, "I am my lady. But that does not stop us from being together. I may not be married to your son, but I will still be inlove with him and I will still go to see him no matter what. Why can this not be changed?" "I wish it could, just as much as you want it, but it's impossible. Eldarion, you are marrying her the princess tomorrow." Eldarion's face grew cold and pale. "What?! And you did not ask for my permission at all?" Elessar stood up. "I'm sorry son, but we got a message that they would be coming tomorrow and want the marriage to be done as soon as possible. You are going to have to end this." Eldarion walked up to his father. "I won't until you let me be with the girl I love." Eldarion ran to Elle. "Come away with me. Let us ride to the Grey Havens and there we can be together for--" Eldarion was cut off by guards binding his arms together with chains. "What's going on? Mother? Father? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?" "It's for the best. Guards take him to his room and lock the doors." The guards took Eldarion out of the room. Echo's or curses went through the halls. "I am sorry Elle." Arwen said. Elle turned her back and ran out of the palace.