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Arwen and Maranwe arrived at the foot of the hill and went to their assigned table. Lord Elrond sat at the head with Finrod at his left. On Finrod's other side Aragorn sat with his mother Gilrean. On the other side of the table Maranwe sat next to Arwen with Elladan next to her and Elrohir at the foot.
When seated Arwen gave a quick smile to Aragorn; his eyes sparkled in return. Elrond took no notice to this as he continued his conversation with Finrod. But Gilrean did. From under the table she gave her sons' hand a squeeze of encouragement and smiled.
For a time they all talked merrily. Enjoying the food and light conversation. From time to time Elladan and Elrohir would sit for a moment or two before returning to the dance floor or the buffet. After one of these incidents Gilrean spoke to her son.
"Estel, why don't you go and dance as well?" At these words Elrond immediately ended his conversation and turned. Maranwe felt herself smile as their plan fell into action. Aragorn nodded and turned to Arwen.
"Lady Undomiel. I would feel most privileged if I could ask you for a dance." He spoke without hesitation. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Elrond's brow fury with anger.
Arwen smiled and spoke calmly, "I am much appreciative of your offer Lord Aragorn, but yet I am hesitant. Though you exceed at the sword and tracking, how are a rangers skills at dancing?" her eyes sparkled with mischief that only Aragorn himself could see.
Maranwe stood at her cue, turning to Aragorn she said, "I however am not hesitant. Would you accept me in place of Arwen, Estel?" she held out her hand and gave him an almost seductive grin, "I would never doubt a ranger." Arwen had to keep herself from laughing. This was the part of the plan that Maranwe was not looking forward to acting out. They figured that if Maranwe appeared to be more interested in Aragorn than Arwen was; Elrond would ignore the fact that Aragorn and his daughter only appeared as friends.
Aragorn nodded and continued his role. Taking her hand to escort the half- elf to the dance floor he spoke, "Of course Lady Maranwe." When the two were out of earshot Maranwe broke into hysterics.
"That was perfect!" she cried as the blush faded from her cheeks.
Aragorn grinned, as a new song started up, "Is it time to test my skills at dancing?"
Maranwe nodded her head in aprovement, "Of course."
Meanwhile at the table Elrond and Finrod were deep in conversation, unaware of any noise that was around them. Seeing this as an appropriate time Gilrean leaned forward and whispered, "Was that all part of a plan my dear?"
Arwen felt herself blush and nodded, "Yes, I'm afraid so."
Gilrean smiled, "It is such a wonderful thing to be in love. I have never seen my son happier than when he is with you. I feel foolish for telling him he was aiming too high for himself. It is not uncommon to fall for the Heir of Luthien, I told him, but it is rare to receive her love in return. He feels so blessed, he tells me everyday how lucky he is that the Evenstar has chosen him." Gilrean gave Arwen an encouraging look, "You are an angel my dearest. An angel. Estel couldn't love a better person."
Arwen felt herself soar at these words. Even the mother of the man she loved encouraged her, "Thank you my lady. Your words are very kind, thank you."
Soon after Aragorn returned from the dance floor with Maranwe. Arwen looked up and smiled, "Does he dance as well as he deems himself to be?" she asked her friend.
Maranwe grinned, "Even better. This mere ranger has more skill than you think."
Arwen stood, "I believe that it is time I figured it out myself. "Unless, of course, you are too tired my lord."
Aragorn shook his head, "For you my lady, never." He offered his arm and with a smile he led Arwen out to the dance floor.
Maranwe took Estel's seat next to Gilrean and said, "Am I the only one who thinks they were meant to be together?"
Gilrean smiled softly, "No, no you're not."
On the dance ground Arwen was thankful that the music was loud enough for them to speak to one another without anyone hearing. She still wished that they had a little more privacy. As the spun around on the floor Aragorn spoke first, "Your father is becoming suspicious, love."
Arwen smiled sweetly and pressed her forehead against his, "Let him fret and suspect all he wants. My feelings for you are not changing."
Aragorn gave her hip a gentle squeeze, "And neither are mine melda. Nether are mine. Before Arwen knew what was happening Aragorn took a moment of opportunity and whipped Arwen around the corner to be unseen by all eyes. He quickly pressed her back against the wall and kissed her fiercely on the lips. Arwen moaned into his mouth at the passion being bestowed to her, but still matched it with her own as she held his bearded face in her palm. When he pulled back her still held her body close to his own. "Surprised?" he spoke in a low voice causing Arwen to shiver with delight. She nodded slightly still trembling at the power of his kiss. Aragorn smiled and leaned in to gently kiss her mouth again.
Arwen sighed happily when he pulled back, "If you continue to do that it will be the death of me."
Aragorn's eyes shone, he took her hand and said, "Come. We've disappeared for too long. The song is about to end." Arwen nodded, disappointed that their tender moment had ended. They quickly resumed their dancing and swung by their table where Elrond was watching them carefully now that they were in sight again. Maranwe looked up from her conversation with Elladan and flashed her friends a smile. She turned back to Elladan when he said.
"So is what Elrohir saying about you dancing with Estel true? Or just another one of his tales?"
Maranwe laughed, "Yes it is true. Don't make fun of him; he's a better dancer than most think. He is dancing with your sister at this moment."
Elladan smiled, "My sister is the best dancer I have ever seen, I wonder how Estel looks dancing with her."
"Well its too late now Elladan. They are returning now." The prince of Imladris turned to see his little sister and Estel returning with huge smiles on their faces.
Aragorn pulled out Arwen's chair for her and she sat down, looking towards Maranwe she said, "I agree with you Maranwe, besides my brothers and father I have never had a better dance partner." She flashed Aragorn a grin who then said.
"Thank you my lady. It was an honor to dance with a maiden as lovely as you." As he said this he could feel Elrond's eyes burning into him. He took a deep breath and began a conversation with Elrohir across from him.
A few minutes later the main course was served and everyone at the table ate happily, enjoying light conversation as the music played softly. Occasionally Aragorn and Arwen would steal a loving glance towards one another and smile. After the plates were cleared Elrond went to the center of the dance floor to thank everyone for coming. As soon as he turned his back Maranwe turned to her friends.
"Go!" she whispered. She quickly turned to Gilrean and said with a grin, "My lady will you excuse us for a moment?"
Gilrean smiled and nodded, "Go child. I will handle Elrond." Aragorn gave a smile of thanks to his mother and rushed off with Arwen and Maranwe.
"-and I would like you all to enjoy the finale of tonight's celebration with a show a of fireworks that will begin shortly." Elrond said as he finished his speech and the people of Imladris cheered. He went back to the table and sat, "Where is my daughter?" he asked quickly.
Gilrean smiled softly, "My Lord, Arwen went with Maranwe and my son to find another view of your fireworks. They are fine." She spoke reassuringly. Elrond frowned and glanced over to the woods suspiciously.
Finrod laughed, "Elrond. Why are you worried so? Arwen is with my daughter and Estel. They are just friends having fun." He clapped a hand on his friends shoulder, "Calm yourself." Elrond slowly nodded, but continued to eye the woods once in a while.
Maranwe, Arwen and Aragorn rushed up the wooden path laughing breathlessly along the way. "How far are we going?" Arwen asked Maranwe.
"There's a fork up ahead. If you follow it to the left, it leads you to the top of the hill, there's a clearing there where you can get a great view of the fireworks." She called back.
Aragorn then took Arwen's hand in his own, "Come on love. Not much farther." He said with a grin. She smiled back as they rushed after Maranwe. They soon rounded a corner and came to the fork. Aragorn watched as Maranwe began to run up the path to the right, "I thought you said we were going to the left?" he asked.
Maranwe stopped and turned around, "No. I said you were. I only tagged along so Elrond wouldn't be as suspicious." She grinned, "Go and have your fun, this path circles around and I will watch the fireworks from a treetop. When you're ready I'll meet you here."
Arwen stepped forward, "Maranwe, are you sure?" she felt guilty excluding her friend.
Maranwe nodded, "I insist. Now go before your father decides to follow us." She waved to them and ran up the path.
Arwen smiled softly, "She's such a good friend. I'll have to thank her when we get back."
Aragorn wrapped is arms around her from behind and rested his head on her shoulder, "Yes, we will."
Arwen sighed happily as he breathed in the scent of her hair, "Hmm. Yes but for now-" her voice trailed off. Aragorn gave her a boyish smile and took her hand as they ran along the trail.
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Arwen and Maranwe arrived at the foot of the hill and went to their assigned table. Lord Elrond sat at the head with Finrod at his left. On Finrod's other side Aragorn sat with his mother Gilrean. On the other side of the table Maranwe sat next to Arwen with Elladan next to her and Elrohir at the foot.
When seated Arwen gave a quick smile to Aragorn; his eyes sparkled in return. Elrond took no notice to this as he continued his conversation with Finrod. But Gilrean did. From under the table she gave her sons' hand a squeeze of encouragement and smiled.
For a time they all talked merrily. Enjoying the food and light conversation. From time to time Elladan and Elrohir would sit for a moment or two before returning to the dance floor or the buffet. After one of these incidents Gilrean spoke to her son.
"Estel, why don't you go and dance as well?" At these words Elrond immediately ended his conversation and turned. Maranwe felt herself smile as their plan fell into action. Aragorn nodded and turned to Arwen.
"Lady Undomiel. I would feel most privileged if I could ask you for a dance." He spoke without hesitation. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Elrond's brow fury with anger.
Arwen smiled and spoke calmly, "I am much appreciative of your offer Lord Aragorn, but yet I am hesitant. Though you exceed at the sword and tracking, how are a rangers skills at dancing?" her eyes sparkled with mischief that only Aragorn himself could see.
Maranwe stood at her cue, turning to Aragorn she said, "I however am not hesitant. Would you accept me in place of Arwen, Estel?" she held out her hand and gave him an almost seductive grin, "I would never doubt a ranger." Arwen had to keep herself from laughing. This was the part of the plan that Maranwe was not looking forward to acting out. They figured that if Maranwe appeared to be more interested in Aragorn than Arwen was; Elrond would ignore the fact that Aragorn and his daughter only appeared as friends.
Aragorn nodded and continued his role. Taking her hand to escort the half- elf to the dance floor he spoke, "Of course Lady Maranwe." When the two were out of earshot Maranwe broke into hysterics.
"That was perfect!" she cried as the blush faded from her cheeks.
Aragorn grinned, as a new song started up, "Is it time to test my skills at dancing?"
Maranwe nodded her head in aprovement, "Of course."
Meanwhile at the table Elrond and Finrod were deep in conversation, unaware of any noise that was around them. Seeing this as an appropriate time Gilrean leaned forward and whispered, "Was that all part of a plan my dear?"
Arwen felt herself blush and nodded, "Yes, I'm afraid so."
Gilrean smiled, "It is such a wonderful thing to be in love. I have never seen my son happier than when he is with you. I feel foolish for telling him he was aiming too high for himself. It is not uncommon to fall for the Heir of Luthien, I told him, but it is rare to receive her love in return. He feels so blessed, he tells me everyday how lucky he is that the Evenstar has chosen him." Gilrean gave Arwen an encouraging look, "You are an angel my dearest. An angel. Estel couldn't love a better person."
Arwen felt herself soar at these words. Even the mother of the man she loved encouraged her, "Thank you my lady. Your words are very kind, thank you."
Soon after Aragorn returned from the dance floor with Maranwe. Arwen looked up and smiled, "Does he dance as well as he deems himself to be?" she asked her friend.
Maranwe grinned, "Even better. This mere ranger has more skill than you think."
Arwen stood, "I believe that it is time I figured it out myself. "Unless, of course, you are too tired my lord."
Aragorn shook his head, "For you my lady, never." He offered his arm and with a smile he led Arwen out to the dance floor.
Maranwe took Estel's seat next to Gilrean and said, "Am I the only one who thinks they were meant to be together?"
Gilrean smiled softly, "No, no you're not."
On the dance ground Arwen was thankful that the music was loud enough for them to speak to one another without anyone hearing. She still wished that they had a little more privacy. As the spun around on the floor Aragorn spoke first, "Your father is becoming suspicious, love."
Arwen smiled sweetly and pressed her forehead against his, "Let him fret and suspect all he wants. My feelings for you are not changing."
Aragorn gave her hip a gentle squeeze, "And neither are mine melda. Nether are mine. Before Arwen knew what was happening Aragorn took a moment of opportunity and whipped Arwen around the corner to be unseen by all eyes. He quickly pressed her back against the wall and kissed her fiercely on the lips. Arwen moaned into his mouth at the passion being bestowed to her, but still matched it with her own as she held his bearded face in her palm. When he pulled back her still held her body close to his own. "Surprised?" he spoke in a low voice causing Arwen to shiver with delight. She nodded slightly still trembling at the power of his kiss. Aragorn smiled and leaned in to gently kiss her mouth again.
Arwen sighed happily when he pulled back, "If you continue to do that it will be the death of me."
Aragorn's eyes shone, he took her hand and said, "Come. We've disappeared for too long. The song is about to end." Arwen nodded, disappointed that their tender moment had ended. They quickly resumed their dancing and swung by their table where Elrond was watching them carefully now that they were in sight again. Maranwe looked up from her conversation with Elladan and flashed her friends a smile. She turned back to Elladan when he said.
"So is what Elrohir saying about you dancing with Estel true? Or just another one of his tales?"
Maranwe laughed, "Yes it is true. Don't make fun of him; he's a better dancer than most think. He is dancing with your sister at this moment."
Elladan smiled, "My sister is the best dancer I have ever seen, I wonder how Estel looks dancing with her."
"Well its too late now Elladan. They are returning now." The prince of Imladris turned to see his little sister and Estel returning with huge smiles on their faces.
Aragorn pulled out Arwen's chair for her and she sat down, looking towards Maranwe she said, "I agree with you Maranwe, besides my brothers and father I have never had a better dance partner." She flashed Aragorn a grin who then said.
"Thank you my lady. It was an honor to dance with a maiden as lovely as you." As he said this he could feel Elrond's eyes burning into him. He took a deep breath and began a conversation with Elrohir across from him.
A few minutes later the main course was served and everyone at the table ate happily, enjoying light conversation as the music played softly. Occasionally Aragorn and Arwen would steal a loving glance towards one another and smile. After the plates were cleared Elrond went to the center of the dance floor to thank everyone for coming. As soon as he turned his back Maranwe turned to her friends.
"Go!" she whispered. She quickly turned to Gilrean and said with a grin, "My lady will you excuse us for a moment?"
Gilrean smiled and nodded, "Go child. I will handle Elrond." Aragorn gave a smile of thanks to his mother and rushed off with Arwen and Maranwe.
"-and I would like you all to enjoy the finale of tonight's celebration with a show a of fireworks that will begin shortly." Elrond said as he finished his speech and the people of Imladris cheered. He went back to the table and sat, "Where is my daughter?" he asked quickly.
Gilrean smiled softly, "My Lord, Arwen went with Maranwe and my son to find another view of your fireworks. They are fine." She spoke reassuringly. Elrond frowned and glanced over to the woods suspiciously.
Finrod laughed, "Elrond. Why are you worried so? Arwen is with my daughter and Estel. They are just friends having fun." He clapped a hand on his friends shoulder, "Calm yourself." Elrond slowly nodded, but continued to eye the woods once in a while.
Maranwe, Arwen and Aragorn rushed up the wooden path laughing breathlessly along the way. "How far are we going?" Arwen asked Maranwe.
"There's a fork up ahead. If you follow it to the left, it leads you to the top of the hill, there's a clearing there where you can get a great view of the fireworks." She called back.
Aragorn then took Arwen's hand in his own, "Come on love. Not much farther." He said with a grin. She smiled back as they rushed after Maranwe. They soon rounded a corner and came to the fork. Aragorn watched as Maranwe began to run up the path to the right, "I thought you said we were going to the left?" he asked.
Maranwe stopped and turned around, "No. I said you were. I only tagged along so Elrond wouldn't be as suspicious." She grinned, "Go and have your fun, this path circles around and I will watch the fireworks from a treetop. When you're ready I'll meet you here."
Arwen stepped forward, "Maranwe, are you sure?" she felt guilty excluding her friend.
Maranwe nodded, "I insist. Now go before your father decides to follow us." She waved to them and ran up the path.
Arwen smiled softly, "She's such a good friend. I'll have to thank her when we get back."
Aragorn wrapped is arms around her from behind and rested his head on her shoulder, "Yes, we will."
Arwen sighed happily as he breathed in the scent of her hair, "Hmm. Yes but for now-" her voice trailed off. Aragorn gave her a boyish smile and took her hand as they ran along the trail.
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