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I could hear them arguing, the sounds of their voices ringing through the stone halls of Theoden. In fact, I was sure that not only could I hear them, but all of Edoras also, both the nature of their argument and each harshly dealt blow from their tongues. Their normally beautiful, soft and melodic voices became harsh and cold as they reverberated around the hard grey stone and sharp cool air of the Golden Hall. The anger and hate that filled their voices and their words brought a shadow of darkness over the house of the King that hung like a cloud, blocking out light, hope and laughter. No one I ventured near dared to speak for fear of evoking the wrath of the battling pair, no matter how far away from them they were, the threat seeped through the walls and filled the empty air.
I decided that it was time to end this feud.
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Arwen was fuming.
Who was she to do this?
Who was she to try and seduce her fiancé?
Who did she think she was?
What made her think that Aragorn would ever even contemplate harbouring feelings for her?
Why would he want a shabby woman of Rohan when he had the heart and the immortality of the Evenstar of the Rivendell Elves?
Who was she to be getting above herself, she was naught but the niece of Theoden, what could she give Aragorn? There was nothing that the woman Eowyn had to offer Aragorn that Arwen did not herself ten-fold.
It was time to put the woman in her place.
It was time to let her know that Aragorn was hers, and no shield-maiden would change that.
Especially not her!
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I had arrived in Rohan to find the shield-maiden come man-stealer as good as hurling herself at Aragorn. Feigning distress to allow herself to be pulled into his comforting arms, the strong arms that belonged around me and no other. Aragorn oblivious to the effect that he has on women, and the true desires of the one that stood before him, smiled and said something softly to her. I felt rage like never before as the harlot placed a kiss upon Aragorns cheek in thanks, and I knew that it was time for me to make my appearance.
Despite many attempts to show the shield-slut that Aragorn belongs to me and no other, she had not seemed to be getting the message. And I am positive that it was her that requested that Aragorn and I have separate rooms, for our privacy and 'comfort' it had been said. Yes, and I am a dwarf!
Now she was going to face my reckoning, and then so would Aragorn for allowing her to carry on that way, fawning and lusting after him like a bitch in heat (A/N: I am aware that they probably don't have dogs in Middle Earth, but it's such a good saying for my purpose)!
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Arwen stormed into the Library where she knew that Eowyn had been reading, ready for all-and-out war with the shield-maiden of Rohan who held Aragorn to close to her heart.
Eowyn looked up from her book calmly. "Arwen."
"You." Arwen hissed in return.
"Are you alright My Lady, you look unwell?" There was no kindness or sympathy in Eowyns voice, she was no idiot man, she knew why Arwen was here and she had been waiting for it.
"You! It is high time that I put you in your place!"
"My place Lady Arwen? I am in my place, for I am the niece to Theoden, and these are his halls, his lands."
"Aragorn is mine!"
"Lord Aragorn?"
"Do not think me naïve woman. I am immortal, I am an elf!"
"Of that I am aware."
"Aragorn is sworn to me!"
"I believe Lord Aragorn has mentioned such." There was a nonchalance to Eowyns tone as she remained perfectly calm, angering Arwen still.
"He is my betrothed an you will not stand in my way!"
"I have no idea what you mean." Eowyn lied.
"You know exactly of what I speak. I see the way that you look at him, the lust in your eyes, they way that you try to touch him, to seduce him to your bed. I am here to tell you that it shall never happen. He would never seek comfort in you, or any other."
"And why not?" Eowyn shouted.
"Because I offer him so much more than you or any other woman could!"
"And what is that?"
"I am an elf, I am superior to you in every way. I have offered Aragorn my immortality, I have given him the most precious of gifts. That is something that you shall never have to give!"
"But I am shield-maiden of the land of men! I know the heart of Lord Aragorn in more depth than you can ever hope! I know the life if men and I know the life of those who fight in battle, who wield and die by swords. What would an elf-maid of Rivendell know of such things? Lord Aragorn shall never settle, his heart is of the wild lands, is that a life that you could lead Lady Evenstar, for it is one that I have led for many of my years."
"It does not matter what little you have to offer, for it is I that he loves. Remember than Eowyn when you look upon him. He will never love you, and he shall never be yours for he is bound to me by love and my life." Arwen hissed maliciously.
"Surely Lord Aragorn has the right to chose whom he loves."
"And he has chosen."
"And what if he should change his mind?"
"He will never change his mind. So do not throw yourself at him further."
"I am the Lady of this house, I may do as I please."
"You will make no further attempts upon Aragorns heart, for I shall not stand them!"
"Are you afraid that I will succeed Arwen?"
"Aragorn is mine." Arwen hissed. Eowyn was really getting sick of that line. "He will always be mine."
Both Arwen and Eowyn looked up as gentle and melodious voice cut into their argument, stating clearly with confidence.
"I think that you'll find Aragorn is mine."
Both faces turned and exclaimed in unison.
"Legolas!"
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*finis*
A/N: So, what did you think??? I have a very strange sense of humour, and this suddenly came to me while watching the Two Towers and hasn't gone away until I wrote it down. The image of Arwen and Eowyn arguing over Aragorn only to have Legolas announce that he's the one Aragorns interested in just creases me up. Mainly because I am a large fan of A/L and ever so slightly allergic to Arwen..yes, I did say allergic. She brings me out in a terrible rash =)
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Botticelli Angel
I could hear them arguing, the sounds of their voices ringing through the stone halls of Theoden. In fact, I was sure that not only could I hear them, but all of Edoras also, both the nature of their argument and each harshly dealt blow from their tongues. Their normally beautiful, soft and melodic voices became harsh and cold as they reverberated around the hard grey stone and sharp cool air of the Golden Hall. The anger and hate that filled their voices and their words brought a shadow of darkness over the house of the King that hung like a cloud, blocking out light, hope and laughter. No one I ventured near dared to speak for fear of evoking the wrath of the battling pair, no matter how far away from them they were, the threat seeped through the walls and filled the empty air.
I decided that it was time to end this feud.
~~*~~
Arwen was fuming.
Who was she to do this?
Who was she to try and seduce her fiancé?
Who did she think she was?
What made her think that Aragorn would ever even contemplate harbouring feelings for her?
Why would he want a shabby woman of Rohan when he had the heart and the immortality of the Evenstar of the Rivendell Elves?
Who was she to be getting above herself, she was naught but the niece of Theoden, what could she give Aragorn? There was nothing that the woman Eowyn had to offer Aragorn that Arwen did not herself ten-fold.
It was time to put the woman in her place.
It was time to let her know that Aragorn was hers, and no shield-maiden would change that.
Especially not her!
~~*~~
I had arrived in Rohan to find the shield-maiden come man-stealer as good as hurling herself at Aragorn. Feigning distress to allow herself to be pulled into his comforting arms, the strong arms that belonged around me and no other. Aragorn oblivious to the effect that he has on women, and the true desires of the one that stood before him, smiled and said something softly to her. I felt rage like never before as the harlot placed a kiss upon Aragorns cheek in thanks, and I knew that it was time for me to make my appearance.
Despite many attempts to show the shield-slut that Aragorn belongs to me and no other, she had not seemed to be getting the message. And I am positive that it was her that requested that Aragorn and I have separate rooms, for our privacy and 'comfort' it had been said. Yes, and I am a dwarf!
Now she was going to face my reckoning, and then so would Aragorn for allowing her to carry on that way, fawning and lusting after him like a bitch in heat (A/N: I am aware that they probably don't have dogs in Middle Earth, but it's such a good saying for my purpose)!
~~*~~
Arwen stormed into the Library where she knew that Eowyn had been reading, ready for all-and-out war with the shield-maiden of Rohan who held Aragorn to close to her heart.
Eowyn looked up from her book calmly. "Arwen."
"You." Arwen hissed in return.
"Are you alright My Lady, you look unwell?" There was no kindness or sympathy in Eowyns voice, she was no idiot man, she knew why Arwen was here and she had been waiting for it.
"You! It is high time that I put you in your place!"
"My place Lady Arwen? I am in my place, for I am the niece to Theoden, and these are his halls, his lands."
"Aragorn is mine!"
"Lord Aragorn?"
"Do not think me naïve woman. I am immortal, I am an elf!"
"Of that I am aware."
"Aragorn is sworn to me!"
"I believe Lord Aragorn has mentioned such." There was a nonchalance to Eowyns tone as she remained perfectly calm, angering Arwen still.
"He is my betrothed an you will not stand in my way!"
"I have no idea what you mean." Eowyn lied.
"You know exactly of what I speak. I see the way that you look at him, the lust in your eyes, they way that you try to touch him, to seduce him to your bed. I am here to tell you that it shall never happen. He would never seek comfort in you, or any other."
"And why not?" Eowyn shouted.
"Because I offer him so much more than you or any other woman could!"
"And what is that?"
"I am an elf, I am superior to you in every way. I have offered Aragorn my immortality, I have given him the most precious of gifts. That is something that you shall never have to give!"
"But I am shield-maiden of the land of men! I know the heart of Lord Aragorn in more depth than you can ever hope! I know the life if men and I know the life of those who fight in battle, who wield and die by swords. What would an elf-maid of Rivendell know of such things? Lord Aragorn shall never settle, his heart is of the wild lands, is that a life that you could lead Lady Evenstar, for it is one that I have led for many of my years."
"It does not matter what little you have to offer, for it is I that he loves. Remember than Eowyn when you look upon him. He will never love you, and he shall never be yours for he is bound to me by love and my life." Arwen hissed maliciously.
"Surely Lord Aragorn has the right to chose whom he loves."
"And he has chosen."
"And what if he should change his mind?"
"He will never change his mind. So do not throw yourself at him further."
"I am the Lady of this house, I may do as I please."
"You will make no further attempts upon Aragorns heart, for I shall not stand them!"
"Are you afraid that I will succeed Arwen?"
"Aragorn is mine." Arwen hissed. Eowyn was really getting sick of that line. "He will always be mine."
Both Arwen and Eowyn looked up as gentle and melodious voice cut into their argument, stating clearly with confidence.
"I think that you'll find Aragorn is mine."
Both faces turned and exclaimed in unison.
"Legolas!"
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*finis*
A/N: So, what did you think??? I have a very strange sense of humour, and this suddenly came to me while watching the Two Towers and hasn't gone away until I wrote it down. The image of Arwen and Eowyn arguing over Aragorn only to have Legolas announce that he's the one Aragorns interested in just creases me up. Mainly because I am a large fan of A/L and ever so slightly allergic to Arwen..yes, I did say allergic. She brings me out in a terrible rash =)
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Botticelli Angel