The Song of Love
Part 2
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~*~
Celewen let out a small giggle of delight as she joined the rest of her family in the throne room. All took their proper places and awaited the royalty from Rohan. They did not have long to wait.
A herald announcing the arrival of the Prince came through the large, intricately designed doors. Elfwine and his guard followed, leading a dozen soldiers. Once the herald finally ceased his annoying announcement, Elfwine stepped forward and bowed low before the King, kissing his hand. "My lord, I thank you for welcoming my Men and I here in Minas Tirith."
As expected, Aragorn answered, "I will welcome you and your kin always in the White City, as will those who follow in my bloodline, Elfwine son of Éomer." The use of ceremony ended there as the guards and company were directed to the soldier barracks.
Elfwine then sighed and said, "I am glad this is over. I never did like ceremony."
That sent the occupants of the room into laughter. Some were roaring like Ranger's of the wild while others chuckled softly.
"Come, let us move to a more private place to make merry with old friends." Arwen suggested. With that, the group quickly left the throne room and made for the royal family's private quarters.
~*~
Upon arriving in the enclosed area, Celewen had openly embraced Elfwine, which sent Gondor's rulers, Ithilien's Prince and his lady into fits of laughter. While Ariwen and Thorwen chuckled gently with understanding, Elboron rolled his eyes and Eldarion threw his two cents in by saying, "Get a room."
At that, Elfwine blushed softly while Celewen grinned evilly and said, "I give that advice to you and your lady as well, brother. For you should take your own advice before you give it to others, 'tis said."
Eldarion glared daggers at his sister and Thorwen invented a new shade of red.
The older couples couldn't take it anymore. They left their children to their own devices and the two men departed to the King's study to get some work done and Arwen and Éowyn went to take a walk in the private garden and catch up on old times.
~*~
Meanwhile, Elboron and Ariwen had left for the Steward's house to gain some much needed privacy that resulted in some rather obscure activities. Eldarion and Thorwen had decided to join their mother and Éowyn in the gardens while Eldarion could still escape the call of duty as King's heir. That left Elfwine and Celewen alone to do their own type of catching up with old times.
~*~
Oh, Elfwine", Celewen breathed. The two had just pulled apart from a breath taking kiss.
Celewen," Elfwine began. "I have been meaning to ask you this for some time now and this seems as good as ever. Will you marry me? We have been betrothed ever since you were fourteen and I twenty-two. After two years, do you now think we should be rewarded for our endurance of this long wait by being joined in holy matrimony?"
Celewen's eyes widened in surprise at the proposal. After a moment, she finally found her tongue and replied, "Love, I am only too eager to be joined with you in life and death, but what will my father say? He already begrudges our union because of our betrothal. What will he say to marriage?"
"When he gave us his blessing, he agreed to marriage. He cannot deny us now."
"Then let us ask him."
~*~
They knew that no matter what, the King would be in his study with Faramir, poring over old maps and ancient texts, so that was where they headed.
Peeking in to make sure that they weren't interrupting something too important, they found the two men sitting be the fire with lit pipes and chuckling roughly.
Rolling her eyes, the Princess of Gondor pushed the door all the way open. Aragorn and Faramir immediately looked up to see who had intruded upon them, hands automatically going the hilt of their swords. "Yes, Celewen, Elfwine? Is there aught you need?" Elessar asked.
"Actually, yes, there is." Celewen said, quickly glancing in Elfwine's direction, just to make sure he took his queue.
Elfwine then quietly cleared his throat and said, "Sir, I beseech you, Celewen and I would be wedded in two weeks time."
~*~
Yay! I finally did a cliffy! PLEASE, don't kill me! Oh and review! It helps me get out chapters faster and makes me happy! Really! It does!
Part 2
Disclaimer: Do I REALLY look like a dead man?
ArwenUndomiel: Thanks for reviewing and I know it can get confusing, but my knowledge of Sindarin is limited.
Serpentcraft: Thanks for reviewing!
LOTR Sparkling Pippin: So do I...thanks for reviewing!
Annaicuru: Thanks for reviewing...you'll find your answers later on in the story.
Auror198: Thanks for reviewing!
~*~
Celewen let out a small giggle of delight as she joined the rest of her family in the throne room. All took their proper places and awaited the royalty from Rohan. They did not have long to wait.
A herald announcing the arrival of the Prince came through the large, intricately designed doors. Elfwine and his guard followed, leading a dozen soldiers. Once the herald finally ceased his annoying announcement, Elfwine stepped forward and bowed low before the King, kissing his hand. "My lord, I thank you for welcoming my Men and I here in Minas Tirith."
As expected, Aragorn answered, "I will welcome you and your kin always in the White City, as will those who follow in my bloodline, Elfwine son of Éomer." The use of ceremony ended there as the guards and company were directed to the soldier barracks.
Elfwine then sighed and said, "I am glad this is over. I never did like ceremony."
That sent the occupants of the room into laughter. Some were roaring like Ranger's of the wild while others chuckled softly.
"Come, let us move to a more private place to make merry with old friends." Arwen suggested. With that, the group quickly left the throne room and made for the royal family's private quarters.
~*~
Upon arriving in the enclosed area, Celewen had openly embraced Elfwine, which sent Gondor's rulers, Ithilien's Prince and his lady into fits of laughter. While Ariwen and Thorwen chuckled gently with understanding, Elboron rolled his eyes and Eldarion threw his two cents in by saying, "Get a room."
At that, Elfwine blushed softly while Celewen grinned evilly and said, "I give that advice to you and your lady as well, brother. For you should take your own advice before you give it to others, 'tis said."
Eldarion glared daggers at his sister and Thorwen invented a new shade of red.
The older couples couldn't take it anymore. They left their children to their own devices and the two men departed to the King's study to get some work done and Arwen and Éowyn went to take a walk in the private garden and catch up on old times.
~*~
Meanwhile, Elboron and Ariwen had left for the Steward's house to gain some much needed privacy that resulted in some rather obscure activities. Eldarion and Thorwen had decided to join their mother and Éowyn in the gardens while Eldarion could still escape the call of duty as King's heir. That left Elfwine and Celewen alone to do their own type of catching up with old times.
~*~
Oh, Elfwine", Celewen breathed. The two had just pulled apart from a breath taking kiss.
Celewen," Elfwine began. "I have been meaning to ask you this for some time now and this seems as good as ever. Will you marry me? We have been betrothed ever since you were fourteen and I twenty-two. After two years, do you now think we should be rewarded for our endurance of this long wait by being joined in holy matrimony?"
Celewen's eyes widened in surprise at the proposal. After a moment, she finally found her tongue and replied, "Love, I am only too eager to be joined with you in life and death, but what will my father say? He already begrudges our union because of our betrothal. What will he say to marriage?"
"When he gave us his blessing, he agreed to marriage. He cannot deny us now."
"Then let us ask him."
~*~
They knew that no matter what, the King would be in his study with Faramir, poring over old maps and ancient texts, so that was where they headed.
Peeking in to make sure that they weren't interrupting something too important, they found the two men sitting be the fire with lit pipes and chuckling roughly.
Rolling her eyes, the Princess of Gondor pushed the door all the way open. Aragorn and Faramir immediately looked up to see who had intruded upon them, hands automatically going the hilt of their swords. "Yes, Celewen, Elfwine? Is there aught you need?" Elessar asked.
"Actually, yes, there is." Celewen said, quickly glancing in Elfwine's direction, just to make sure he took his queue.
Elfwine then quietly cleared his throat and said, "Sir, I beseech you, Celewen and I would be wedded in two weeks time."
~*~
Yay! I finally did a cliffy! PLEASE, don't kill me! Oh and review! It helps me get out chapters faster and makes me happy! Really! It does!