Is She worth it? thought Aragorn-Chapter 3
Disclaimer:See part 1 or 2.
Sorry it took so long! Been really busy! Enjoi!! Please R&R! My insects feel warm inside when they get a review! Flames will be blown out.
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Chapter 3: The wedding and what comes after
The day had finally come. The *wedding* day. And let's say they had crazy parties the night before. Anyways, Aragorn stood in the room, with his best man, Legolas. He wore a white dress tunic, with long white leggings and a white shirt. His hair was washed (A/N:GASP!)and brushed. Legolas was giving him a little pep talk, because he was a little jittery.
Arwen sat in her room, lounging with her feet up on her vanity. She wore a long pale green dress, with a sheer material layered. Her hair shone in dark waves, and her face was blemish free, makeup making her face radiate with beauty. She sat and giggled with her friends, and Rosie, Sam's wife was there also.
When the time for the wedding came, Aragorn stood reverently. Music started up, and a Frodo walked down the aisle, scattering petals darkly. HE was NOT happy about being flower girl. The Bridesmaids included Galadriel, Celebrian, Gimli, Pippin, and Merry, and some of her friends. Then, she walked down the aisle with Elrond.
Aragorn was shocked at her beauty. When she finally reached him, they held hands, and the priest began. HE got to the part where "If anyone has a good reason these two should not gewt married, speak now or forever hold your peace". When he said that, a cry rang out. Eowyn threw herself into the aisle and grabbed Aragorn's leg. She started to sob.
"I love him I love him don't let him get married..." Aragorn tried to shake her off. Galadriel turned green and Eowyn ran away. She got normal again, and motioned for the priest to continue. He gulped, pronounced them Husband and Wife. They kissed... just a little too long. Celebrian roared and pushed them apart, screaming about proper behavior in public, and getting a room. They glanced at each other, and ran down the aisle, Arwen throwing her bouquet.
Merry caught it. Eowyn, who sat next to him, looked at him with taste. He gulped.
Arwen and Aragorn rode away on their rented horse to their honeymoon, while everyone else moved to the reception.
Disclaimer:See part 1 or 2.
Sorry it took so long! Been really busy! Enjoi!! Please R&R! My insects feel warm inside when they get a review! Flames will be blown out.
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Chapter 3: The wedding and what comes after
The day had finally come. The *wedding* day. And let's say they had crazy parties the night before. Anyways, Aragorn stood in the room, with his best man, Legolas. He wore a white dress tunic, with long white leggings and a white shirt. His hair was washed (A/N:GASP!)and brushed. Legolas was giving him a little pep talk, because he was a little jittery.
Arwen sat in her room, lounging with her feet up on her vanity. She wore a long pale green dress, with a sheer material layered. Her hair shone in dark waves, and her face was blemish free, makeup making her face radiate with beauty. She sat and giggled with her friends, and Rosie, Sam's wife was there also.
When the time for the wedding came, Aragorn stood reverently. Music started up, and a Frodo walked down the aisle, scattering petals darkly. HE was NOT happy about being flower girl. The Bridesmaids included Galadriel, Celebrian, Gimli, Pippin, and Merry, and some of her friends. Then, she walked down the aisle with Elrond.
Aragorn was shocked at her beauty. When she finally reached him, they held hands, and the priest began. HE got to the part where "If anyone has a good reason these two should not gewt married, speak now or forever hold your peace". When he said that, a cry rang out. Eowyn threw herself into the aisle and grabbed Aragorn's leg. She started to sob.
"I love him I love him don't let him get married..." Aragorn tried to shake her off. Galadriel turned green and Eowyn ran away. She got normal again, and motioned for the priest to continue. He gulped, pronounced them Husband and Wife. They kissed... just a little too long. Celebrian roared and pushed them apart, screaming about proper behavior in public, and getting a room. They glanced at each other, and ran down the aisle, Arwen throwing her bouquet.
Merry caught it. Eowyn, who sat next to him, looked at him with taste. He gulped.
Arwen and Aragorn rode away on their rented horse to their honeymoon, while everyone else moved to the reception.