Eltínuviel

Part 3

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Aragorn looked up as Eldarion entered his study with a beautiful girl by his side that looked scared to death at the mere thought of being in her King's study. "Hello, Eldarion" he started, "What brings you here? And who might this lovely young girl be?" he said giving the girl a reassuring smile, for it appeared that Eldarion was the only thing that kept her from fainting right then and there.

"Actually, father" the prince answered, "that is the problem. We don't know who she is. I found her in the woods of Ithilien. When she woke up, she could not remember anything, so I named her Eltínuviel until she regains her memory. I know that you are experienced in matters such as this, that is why I brought her to you."

"Eltínuviel" Aragorn mused, "Nightingale of the Star. A name well given." He said smiling up at her again. "As for the memory loss, I would recommend- " Eldarion never got to find out what his father would recommend, for a loud gasp cut him off.

Both Eldarion and Aragorn immediately turned toward the source. It was Eltínuviel, and before either of the two men could utter a word, she swooned, Eldarion only barely catching her.

"Quick!" shouted Eldarion. "We must get her back to the Houses of Healing! She is still tired and weak from her injury and if the Warden notices that she is gone, he will skin me alive!"

"The Warden doesn't know she's here?!" groaned Aragorn, "You will not be the only one to experience his wrath, that is confirmed!"

"Father, are we going to get here to the Houses of Healing, or not?"

"You are right, my son, let us be swift!"

Eldarion grasped his lovely burden tightly and strode out of the study, closely followed by his father. It was quite a sight to see both the Crown Prince and King running at full speed into the Second Citadel, the Prince with an unconscious woman in his arms.

When they reached the Houses of Healing, luck seemed to be favoring them that day as the Warden was in his office at the moment and it seemed that he had not noticed her disappearance.

They got her into her room and bed without incident, making it look as if she had never left.

"Father" Eldarion began hesitantly, "there is one more matter I would speak to you about."

"Yes, what is it?" the King replied.

"I would ask your permission to request her hand in marriage."

"I will not give my consent until she regains her memory. I do not wish to dishonor her father by marrying her off without his consent."

"Very well, father."

Suddenly a soft sigh interrupted their conversation. It was Eltínuviel.
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