Ariwen's Visit to the Shire
Part 6
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A fortnight later, the company reached Minas Tirith. Ariwen sighed. She knew she was going to survive her punishment, but would Elanor do the same? She had to find out, but when could she do it? Something told her, though she had not idea what it was, that she should wait a couple more years before sending a message to the Shire. She blinked at the thought and then smiled dryly. 'Who knows?' she thought. 'That might even be Manwë messing with my mind.' That brought a small smile to her face.
Ariwen walked through the dirt paths, headed for the palace. Hundreds of commoners were there to greet the royal party, as well as Faramir who had governed Gondor in the King's absence. She smiled brightly at the commoners and continued on her way, just to keep up her reputation and soon disappeared into the long marble hallways.
Elanor watched the sunset outside of Bag End. She knew she would survive her punishment, but would Ariwen do the same? She had to find out, but when could she do it? Something told her, maybe even Manwë, that she should wait a couple more years before getting together her family and riding for Minas Tirith.
Her thoughts shifted to her punishment. She grimaced at the very thought of helping out Farmer Maggot...she had been through it before and knew that it was not a very pleasant experience. She would have started the day after they stole the mushrooms, but she had begged her father to let her start a fortnight later, when Ariwen would be starting hers. It just felt right that way. She sighed. It was going to be a long three weeks.
"Elanor!" yelled Sam, "a fortnight has come and gone, time to start!"
Elanor groaned. "Coming, Papa!"
"Ariwen!" rang Aragorn's voice. "Come now, you can't delay forever!"
"Coming, coming!" Ariwen mumbled. She prayed to Elbereth Elèntari this wasn't going to be too hard and that the farmer wasn't very harsh on Elanor.
Author's Note: I was going to do a sequel to this, but I abandoned it. To read the first and only chapter of the sequel, go to TolkienOnline.Com. It's called "A New Generation of...Troublemakers? Part 1".
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Disclaimer: Tolkien is the God of Middle Earth...not me!
StarwarsFREAK: Are you still reading?
A fortnight later, the company reached Minas Tirith. Ariwen sighed. She knew she was going to survive her punishment, but would Elanor do the same? She had to find out, but when could she do it? Something told her, though she had not idea what it was, that she should wait a couple more years before sending a message to the Shire. She blinked at the thought and then smiled dryly. 'Who knows?' she thought. 'That might even be Manwë messing with my mind.' That brought a small smile to her face.
Ariwen walked through the dirt paths, headed for the palace. Hundreds of commoners were there to greet the royal party, as well as Faramir who had governed Gondor in the King's absence. She smiled brightly at the commoners and continued on her way, just to keep up her reputation and soon disappeared into the long marble hallways.
Elanor watched the sunset outside of Bag End. She knew she would survive her punishment, but would Ariwen do the same? She had to find out, but when could she do it? Something told her, maybe even Manwë, that she should wait a couple more years before getting together her family and riding for Minas Tirith.
Her thoughts shifted to her punishment. She grimaced at the very thought of helping out Farmer Maggot...she had been through it before and knew that it was not a very pleasant experience. She would have started the day after they stole the mushrooms, but she had begged her father to let her start a fortnight later, when Ariwen would be starting hers. It just felt right that way. She sighed. It was going to be a long three weeks.
"Elanor!" yelled Sam, "a fortnight has come and gone, time to start!"
Elanor groaned. "Coming, Papa!"
"Ariwen!" rang Aragorn's voice. "Come now, you can't delay forever!"
"Coming, coming!" Ariwen mumbled. She prayed to Elbereth Elèntari this wasn't going to be too hard and that the farmer wasn't very harsh on Elanor.
Author's Note: I was going to do a sequel to this, but I abandoned it. To read the first and only chapter of the sequel, go to TolkienOnline.Com. It's called "A New Generation of...Troublemakers? Part 1".
Please Review!