A/N I am so, so sorry for the last chapter everyone. When I read it again, I realized just how crappy it was. I'll try not to give you another bad chapter. Now I have absolutely no idea how marriages in Middle-earth work so if anyone knows any information about them, please inform me or I'll have to make the whole thing up! Anyway, thank-you to my reviewers: mydogisfudge, Elf Ears, Erhothwen, Supergurl15, brghost, Dark Phoenix, RAM, Saraclya Tel'Quessir, Imbefaniel, Mencamiel, Karone Evertree, Amia, Blume, Lizlego, Aramer, Tindomiel, Mindelan, Sarah and Ann.
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"Did you send the letter, Arwen?" Elladan asked.

"Yes," Arwen answered. "I suppose he has received it by now." An almost regretful look crossed her face.

"What is wrong now, sister?" Elladan asked wearily, seeing the look on Arwen's face.

Arwen bit her lip. "Maybe it wasn't the right thing to do. I don't think I thought enough before coming to the decision that I didn't love Aragorn."

Elladan drew in a sharp breath, "So you mean that you wish you hadn't sent the letter?"

"No. I'm just.confused."

Elladan looked extremely tested. "I thought we solved your confusion a couple of nights ago, Arwen. Why can't you just decide who you love?"

Arwen frowned, "You don't understand, do you, Elladan?"

"Yes, I do. I understand that you need to think before you act rashly. What's wrong with you?" Elladan shot at her.

Arwen stared at him in shock. He had never been anything but kind and caring to her. Who was this.this monster? "What's wrong with me?" Arwen finally shrieked. "What's wrong with you? If you're going to act all self- righteous and pompous, I'd rather you stay out of my life!"

Now it was Elladan's turn to stare at his beloved little sister. "Fine," he said quietly and emotionlessly. "I will."

And he left Arwen in the middle of the gardens of Rivendell. She stared after him in shock, then collapsed onto the ground in a small, pathetic heap and sobbed.

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After rousing from his unconsciousness, Legolas had been sent up to his room to rest and Eowyn had done the same. Theoden, though, had no time to rest. He stayed in his study, writing out arrangements for the coming wedding.

Theoden cursed as his quill fell onto the floor and he bent to retrieve it. Right next to the quill was a crumpled up piece of parchment. This only worsened Theoden's bad mood, he detested unorganized places. As he picked up the parchment he realized that it was not the kind of thin, grainy paper they used in Rohan. It was thick and creamy. Curiously, Theoden opened up the crumpled ball of parchment and read.

Dear Aragorn, If only you knew how much it hurts me to tell you this. You have been the love of my life for years now, and I will never stop loving you but I have developed feelings for your friend, Legolas. I will always hold you in my heart but I fear never again shall I be your lover.

Sincerely, Arwen of Rivendell

Aragorn.

Legolas.

Arwen. Theoden had heard of this woman before, 'the beautiful Elven princess', he remembered. Theoden hadn't known she had ever been Aragorn's lover. He marveled at the remarkably big age difference. But Aragorn and Arwen's relationship didn't matter; it was only her love for Legolas that mattered. Surely, if Legolas found out that the most beautiful princess in Middle-earth was in love with him he would forget about Eowyn!

He would have to keep the secret from Legolas.

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Eowyn hummed a tune as she looked through her wardrobe; the lack of choice did not seem to bring her mood down.

She pulled a thin blue cotton dress out and hung it against her slender frame before placing it back and reaching for a pale green gown.

A knock on the door sounded.

"Come in!" Eowyn called.

The door opened and Aragorn entered, kissing her hand lightly. "Lady Eowyn."

"Lord Aragorn," she bowed her head respectively. "Is there a reason you wish to speak to me?"

"Milady, I wanted to talk to you about," Aragorn paused, "Legolas."

The room was so silent you could have heard a pin drop onto the floor. "Legolas?" Eowyn choked, "what about him?"

Eowyn's mind was racing. Did he know about their night together? Had Theoden told him?

"It's just that on I've seen on several occasions that you were rather.preoccupied."

"Seen?" Eowyn asked hopefully. He couldn't have seen them in bed, the door was locked.

"Yes. In the corridor, the armory."

"That was just friendly," Eowyn said. "I was.upset."

"Friendly," Aragorn repeated. "Of course."

Was it just she or was Aragorn being sarcastic?

"Yes, it was just friendly. Is this conversation over?" Eowyn crossed her arms.

Aragorn cleared his throat. "Actually, milady. I just wanted to tell you that I shall be leaving Helm's Deep soon. I must go and aid my people in Gondor."

Immediately, Eowyn felt bad. She looked down at her hands. "I will be sorry to see you go. Will your friends be departing with you?"

"That is their own choice. I would be glad if they would come with me."

"Oh. Well, we will be seeing each other again, won't we? At your wedding with Lady Arwen. You are both very much in love I have heard."

Aragorn's face darkened and he mumbled quietly. "There will be no wedding between us. Another has captured the Lady Arwen's attention, I fear."

Now she had made him feel even worse. Deciding not to press to situation, she tried to look bright. "Well, how long until you leave? I shall personally organize a farewell banquet!"

"I will leave as soon as possible," Aragorn answered. "Perhaps tomorrow if possible."

"Then we will make tonight special!" Eowyn said brightly, not realizing what she had said.

Aragorn's cheeks flushed. "Thank-you, milady. I will see you at supper."

And after bowing, he left the room.
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A/N Sorry for such a short chappie but I wanted to get it up as quickly as possible. I am so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so sorry for such a long wait but I've had a severe case of writer's block. Thanks to all my patient reviewers. Oh, and have a great Easter! Hugs, Emily (