Chapter Five
Ten minutes later.
"Quick, stay close." Aragorn shouted to the two. As it was nearly nightfall, they now saw a dim light expeditiously coming towards them.
As they drew nearer, the silhouette could be made out as human. They had figured it to be an Aroloian. The man quickly came upon them. He had the palest skin they had seen in these lands besides the elves. The man's dark hair fluttered around his face as if a moth to a flame.
"Halt!" he yelled out.
"We are halted," Gimli mentioned aloud.
Aragorn turned his head, "Gimli, shh."
"Address yourselves," the cloaked man said snidely.
Aragorn spoke for them as he always did.
"We are travelers from Rohan," he said solemnly.
"And why are you here?" the man seemed to have the tone of Grima Wormtongue which frightened the three a little.
"We've come on a diplomatic mission sent by Theoden, King of Rohan."
"Yes, but who are you?" He spoke as if the he had already known of their quest.
With every word that passed the night drew closer until it completely consumed the entire valley in darkness.
"I am Admar, this is my beautiful wife Cerweyna, and my short cousin from Dregmire."
"You don't have to mention that," Gimli implied about the short remark.
The man was puzzled. "I've never heard of such a place, maybe your confused?"
Gimli interrupted, "No actually you wouldn't have heard of it before cause it's... it's new!' he exclaimed with a smile.
"yah that's it," Legolas sarcastically whispered as he nudged Gimli.
Suddenly the man was overwhelmed, all rhyme and reason seem to excavate through every pore of his being as he took his first glance upon the fair maiden and marveled at her face. He then suddenly unhinged his jaw in awe as he spoke. "You are very beautiful, I have never seen a creature quite like you before."
"And you probably never will again," Aragorn insisted.
The man ignored Aragorn while his gaze still held upon Legolas' pallid face, "however, it is a shame you're taken, there is a lot of men in town who wouldn't give their right arm for a night with you lass."
"Oh..." he blushed for a moment "how flattering," Legolas was delighted for the complement.
"Well, that's why I married her" Aragorn replied, as he planted a sweet one on Legolas' soft cheek.
"Oh come on, getta room!" Gimli had just about all he could take of having to be chaperone for the two.
The darkened figure replied back. "We have some nice accommodations, for a couple such as yourselves, there's a honeymoon suite with a nice cozy fireplace and a brand new hot springs."
"Well with that I think were in" Legolas whispered back to Gimli.
"Yah I think he's takin a liking to ya."
"Hasn't everybody?" Aragorn said interrupting the two.
Ten minutes later.
"Quick, stay close." Aragorn shouted to the two. As it was nearly nightfall, they now saw a dim light expeditiously coming towards them.
As they drew nearer, the silhouette could be made out as human. They had figured it to be an Aroloian. The man quickly came upon them. He had the palest skin they had seen in these lands besides the elves. The man's dark hair fluttered around his face as if a moth to a flame.
"Halt!" he yelled out.
"We are halted," Gimli mentioned aloud.
Aragorn turned his head, "Gimli, shh."
"Address yourselves," the cloaked man said snidely.
Aragorn spoke for them as he always did.
"We are travelers from Rohan," he said solemnly.
"And why are you here?" the man seemed to have the tone of Grima Wormtongue which frightened the three a little.
"We've come on a diplomatic mission sent by Theoden, King of Rohan."
"Yes, but who are you?" He spoke as if the he had already known of their quest.
With every word that passed the night drew closer until it completely consumed the entire valley in darkness.
"I am Admar, this is my beautiful wife Cerweyna, and my short cousin from Dregmire."
"You don't have to mention that," Gimli implied about the short remark.
The man was puzzled. "I've never heard of such a place, maybe your confused?"
Gimli interrupted, "No actually you wouldn't have heard of it before cause it's... it's new!' he exclaimed with a smile.
"yah that's it," Legolas sarcastically whispered as he nudged Gimli.
Suddenly the man was overwhelmed, all rhyme and reason seem to excavate through every pore of his being as he took his first glance upon the fair maiden and marveled at her face. He then suddenly unhinged his jaw in awe as he spoke. "You are very beautiful, I have never seen a creature quite like you before."
"And you probably never will again," Aragorn insisted.
The man ignored Aragorn while his gaze still held upon Legolas' pallid face, "however, it is a shame you're taken, there is a lot of men in town who wouldn't give their right arm for a night with you lass."
"Oh..." he blushed for a moment "how flattering," Legolas was delighted for the complement.
"Well, that's why I married her" Aragorn replied, as he planted a sweet one on Legolas' soft cheek.
"Oh come on, getta room!" Gimli had just about all he could take of having to be chaperone for the two.
The darkened figure replied back. "We have some nice accommodations, for a couple such as yourselves, there's a honeymoon suite with a nice cozy fireplace and a brand new hot springs."
"Well with that I think were in" Legolas whispered back to Gimli.
"Yah I think he's takin a liking to ya."
"Hasn't everybody?" Aragorn said interrupting the two.
