EltÃnuviel
Part 6
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Thoryon went to answer the door. Who could it be? He wasn't expecting anybody. He reached the door and opened it. If anything, he certainly wasn't expecting this.
Thorwen was deathly pale by the time the door opened. 'What if he doesn't remember me?' she thought. 'What if he blames me for mother's death?'
Both father and daughter gasped when the door opened, though for completely different reasons. Thoryon because on his doorstep was his daughter that he thought to be dead accompanied by the royal family, which would be a shock to anyone. Thorwen because she was seeing her father for the first time since she lost her memory.
"M - m - m'lords and m'lady!" W - what brings you here, your Majesties?" Thoryon exclaimed.
"Escorting your daughter home, good sir." Aragorn promptly answered, finding great amusement in the poor man's discomfort.
"Thorwen?! Why I hardly recognized you, my dear! Please, come in, Majesties. If it pleases you." He added hastily. He then addressed the King, Queen and Crown Prince. "Majesties, is there anyway I can express my gratitude?"
"Yes", Eldarion answered. "But please do not do what I will ask you out of obligation. For even if you say yes, I will not take up on this if you do not consent willingly."
"What is your request, Sire?"
"Your daughter's hand in marriage." Thorwen gasped. So that was why she had the royal insignia upon her tunic.
Thoryon's jaw dropped. ""M - may we go inside to discuss this, Your Majesties?"
"Certainly", Arwen answered while Aragorn gave quick orders to his Captain to supervise the Company in his absence.
Thoryon saw to it that the royals got the best of the little he had before he asked, "Is this you will, Thorwen?"
"It is, Father." She answered solemnly.
Thoryon weighed the pros and cons of this arrangement. If he accepted, his daughter and he would both have a far better life, not to mention Thorwen being the future Queen of Gondor and Arnor. But then, he would have to give up the family farm, and he wasn't ready to lose his daughter so quickly after his wife was taken from him. He had become quite attached to the life he had lived his whole life on and he loved his daughter deeply. He had been searching for a suitor for Thorwen for years, but now that the chance finally came, he was reluctant. Thoryon shook all the negative thoughts out of his head. He would say yes. That choice would be better for everyone, not to mention that he would keep his family's honor.
"I accept, M'lord. But if I may ask, how did you come to escorting my daughter home?" Eldarion and Aragorn studied the man intently, searching for the slightest sign or reluctance. They found nothing.
Eldarion and Thorwen then told the tale while Gondor's rulers kept out of the matter.
"So, here we are now." Thorwen finished.
Thoryon, who had been silent all through their tale, now let this information sink into his head. He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it since he could find no words to say.
"If we are all done here, I suggest that we return to the palace for dusk is near and we must make wedding plans and have these two troth plighted. Thoryon, you may accompany us if you wish." Aragorn finally broke the silence.
"It would be an honor, Sire."
"Then go fetch your horse." The King ordered.
The small group then took leave of the small house, if it could even be called such, and headed towards the Company.
They reached Minas Tirith right before nightfall. The Company way exhausted, to say the least. Arrangements were made for Thoryon's housing and Thorwen was moved to a royal guest chamber. She would soon be in Eldarion's chambers, but not until they had been married, for honor's sake. It was also agreed that the young couple would be betrothed on the morrow. The King and Thoryon got to know each other better over glasses of wine and ale, much to the dismay of Gondor's ruling Council. They never really had approved of their King's behavior. By the end of the evening, both were exceptionally drunk and departed to their rooms ere they collapsed. It seemed that again, Thorwen would be forced to rise ere break of day.
Author's Note: I won't be updating again until March 14th due to school taking up the majority of my time.
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Part 6
Disclaimer: I'm not J.R.R. Tolkien, or Christopher Tolkien, or any other Tolkien that exists!
Kate Fairbairn: Thanks for seeing my side of the debate ; )
XxDragon Princess NikkixX: Thanks for reviewing!
Eliza: Thanks for reviewing!
Thoryon went to answer the door. Who could it be? He wasn't expecting anybody. He reached the door and opened it. If anything, he certainly wasn't expecting this.
Thorwen was deathly pale by the time the door opened. 'What if he doesn't remember me?' she thought. 'What if he blames me for mother's death?'
Both father and daughter gasped when the door opened, though for completely different reasons. Thoryon because on his doorstep was his daughter that he thought to be dead accompanied by the royal family, which would be a shock to anyone. Thorwen because she was seeing her father for the first time since she lost her memory.
"M - m - m'lords and m'lady!" W - what brings you here, your Majesties?" Thoryon exclaimed.
"Escorting your daughter home, good sir." Aragorn promptly answered, finding great amusement in the poor man's discomfort.
"Thorwen?! Why I hardly recognized you, my dear! Please, come in, Majesties. If it pleases you." He added hastily. He then addressed the King, Queen and Crown Prince. "Majesties, is there anyway I can express my gratitude?"
"Yes", Eldarion answered. "But please do not do what I will ask you out of obligation. For even if you say yes, I will not take up on this if you do not consent willingly."
"What is your request, Sire?"
"Your daughter's hand in marriage." Thorwen gasped. So that was why she had the royal insignia upon her tunic.
Thoryon's jaw dropped. ""M - may we go inside to discuss this, Your Majesties?"
"Certainly", Arwen answered while Aragorn gave quick orders to his Captain to supervise the Company in his absence.
Thoryon saw to it that the royals got the best of the little he had before he asked, "Is this you will, Thorwen?"
"It is, Father." She answered solemnly.
Thoryon weighed the pros and cons of this arrangement. If he accepted, his daughter and he would both have a far better life, not to mention Thorwen being the future Queen of Gondor and Arnor. But then, he would have to give up the family farm, and he wasn't ready to lose his daughter so quickly after his wife was taken from him. He had become quite attached to the life he had lived his whole life on and he loved his daughter deeply. He had been searching for a suitor for Thorwen for years, but now that the chance finally came, he was reluctant. Thoryon shook all the negative thoughts out of his head. He would say yes. That choice would be better for everyone, not to mention that he would keep his family's honor.
"I accept, M'lord. But if I may ask, how did you come to escorting my daughter home?" Eldarion and Aragorn studied the man intently, searching for the slightest sign or reluctance. They found nothing.
Eldarion and Thorwen then told the tale while Gondor's rulers kept out of the matter.
"So, here we are now." Thorwen finished.
Thoryon, who had been silent all through their tale, now let this information sink into his head. He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it since he could find no words to say.
"If we are all done here, I suggest that we return to the palace for dusk is near and we must make wedding plans and have these two troth plighted. Thoryon, you may accompany us if you wish." Aragorn finally broke the silence.
"It would be an honor, Sire."
"Then go fetch your horse." The King ordered.
The small group then took leave of the small house, if it could even be called such, and headed towards the Company.
They reached Minas Tirith right before nightfall. The Company way exhausted, to say the least. Arrangements were made for Thoryon's housing and Thorwen was moved to a royal guest chamber. She would soon be in Eldarion's chambers, but not until they had been married, for honor's sake. It was also agreed that the young couple would be betrothed on the morrow. The King and Thoryon got to know each other better over glasses of wine and ale, much to the dismay of Gondor's ruling Council. They never really had approved of their King's behavior. By the end of the evening, both were exceptionally drunk and departed to their rooms ere they collapsed. It seemed that again, Thorwen would be forced to rise ere break of day.
Author's Note: I won't be updating again until March 14th due to school taking up the majority of my time.
Please click the pretty button and satisfy my muse bunnies?
