The Song of Love
Part 3
Disclaimer: J.R.R. Tolkien= not me
Everyone: Why didn't anyone review the last chapter??? : (
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Aragorn was stunned to say the least. Finally, he found his voice and said, "Faramir, would you please leave us for a moment?" Even though it was worded as a request, Faramir caught the veiled command and took his leave, bowing low with the perfection that growing up in Denethor's court gave one.
Aragorn then sighed inwardly. He could not refuse. To do so would be to slight his honor and cause a rift between Rohan and Gondor, which was the last thing he needed right now. That was the kingly side of him speaking, but his fatherly side would not give up so easily. 'She is my youngest daughter!' his mind screamed in protest. 'She is my child and only sixteen years, at that! She should not marry yet!' But deep down, he knew that he had no choice. They were betrothed. The only reason they even asked his consent was out of politeness. Even if he said no, they could wed. Finally, he closed his eyes and said, "You have my blessing, but what will Éomer say to this?"
It was Elfwine who replied. "My father knows my intentions and currently awaits a messenger, which after he receives shall gather the Royal Guard and ride to Gondor. He also wishes that you perform the ceremony as he is not counted among priests by our people and has no experience is matters such as this."
Aragorn cracked a smile at this, catching the hidden admittance that Éomer Éadig son of Éomund, King of Rohan and Lord of the Mark, could not conduct a marriage to save his life. He then said dryly, "It seems that you have planned far ahead of me. Come, let us go find Arwen, Éowyn, Thorwen and Eldarion. I will have Faramir send out a message to Rohan." With that, they abandoned the study and went in search of the Queen and her companions.
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This day was turning out to be very fortunate for Thorwen. Eldarion had not been called to duty once and she was currently taking a refreshing walk in the garden with her afore mentioned husband, mother-in-law and Éowyn Wraith- Slayer, the current Princess of Ithilien. Her day just kept getting better. Then, her father-in-law, sister-in-law and Elfwine approached them. Celewen and Elfwine had very large grins on their faces. So large, in fact, that one would have thought that Sauron had been over thrown once again. That, however, was not the case.
"Celewen and Elfwine have an announcement to make." The King prompted.
Taking the cue, Celewen said it this time. "Mother, sister, brother, Lady Éowyn, Elfwine and I are to be wedded in two weeks time."
Silence. Then chaos. That was what met the announcement. Then Arwen and Éowyn plastered two, huge, identical, evil grins on their faces and started to advance upon Celewen in unison. Thorwen the gasped and said, "Celewen, run! They want to ready you for the wedding! I will not describe the horrors your mother put me through! Run! Run now!" That was the chaos.
Celewen, however, was too stunned to follow her sister-in-law's advice. She just stood there. However, for the three men, Thorwen's outburst held a far different reaction. They all collapsed into fits of laughter as the four women continued their little horror story.
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Faramir was shocked. After taking leave of his King, he had left for his study in the Steward's house. He had just received a message from a servant sent by King Elessar to send a message to Rohan concerning the King's answer to Elfwine. That was not what shocked him. The King had said yes.
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So? Did you like it? Did I go a little overboard on the humor? Please review!
Part 3
Disclaimer: J.R.R. Tolkien= not me
Everyone: Why didn't anyone review the last chapter??? : (
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Aragorn was stunned to say the least. Finally, he found his voice and said, "Faramir, would you please leave us for a moment?" Even though it was worded as a request, Faramir caught the veiled command and took his leave, bowing low with the perfection that growing up in Denethor's court gave one.
Aragorn then sighed inwardly. He could not refuse. To do so would be to slight his honor and cause a rift between Rohan and Gondor, which was the last thing he needed right now. That was the kingly side of him speaking, but his fatherly side would not give up so easily. 'She is my youngest daughter!' his mind screamed in protest. 'She is my child and only sixteen years, at that! She should not marry yet!' But deep down, he knew that he had no choice. They were betrothed. The only reason they even asked his consent was out of politeness. Even if he said no, they could wed. Finally, he closed his eyes and said, "You have my blessing, but what will Éomer say to this?"
It was Elfwine who replied. "My father knows my intentions and currently awaits a messenger, which after he receives shall gather the Royal Guard and ride to Gondor. He also wishes that you perform the ceremony as he is not counted among priests by our people and has no experience is matters such as this."
Aragorn cracked a smile at this, catching the hidden admittance that Éomer Éadig son of Éomund, King of Rohan and Lord of the Mark, could not conduct a marriage to save his life. He then said dryly, "It seems that you have planned far ahead of me. Come, let us go find Arwen, Éowyn, Thorwen and Eldarion. I will have Faramir send out a message to Rohan." With that, they abandoned the study and went in search of the Queen and her companions.
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This day was turning out to be very fortunate for Thorwen. Eldarion had not been called to duty once and she was currently taking a refreshing walk in the garden with her afore mentioned husband, mother-in-law and Éowyn Wraith- Slayer, the current Princess of Ithilien. Her day just kept getting better. Then, her father-in-law, sister-in-law and Elfwine approached them. Celewen and Elfwine had very large grins on their faces. So large, in fact, that one would have thought that Sauron had been over thrown once again. That, however, was not the case.
"Celewen and Elfwine have an announcement to make." The King prompted.
Taking the cue, Celewen said it this time. "Mother, sister, brother, Lady Éowyn, Elfwine and I are to be wedded in two weeks time."
Silence. Then chaos. That was what met the announcement. Then Arwen and Éowyn plastered two, huge, identical, evil grins on their faces and started to advance upon Celewen in unison. Thorwen the gasped and said, "Celewen, run! They want to ready you for the wedding! I will not describe the horrors your mother put me through! Run! Run now!" That was the chaos.
Celewen, however, was too stunned to follow her sister-in-law's advice. She just stood there. However, for the three men, Thorwen's outburst held a far different reaction. They all collapsed into fits of laughter as the four women continued their little horror story.
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Faramir was shocked. After taking leave of his King, he had left for his study in the Steward's house. He had just received a message from a servant sent by King Elessar to send a message to Rohan concerning the King's answer to Elfwine. That was not what shocked him. The King had said yes.
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So? Did you like it? Did I go a little overboard on the humor? Please review!