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Chapter3
And be loved in return
Lord Celeborn stood and motioned for the last competitors to enter the ring. Aragorn walked forward and bowed to the Lord of Lorien; who in turn bowed back. Duke Corneal walked in to the ring also, but did not bow. "My Lord, I have studied the rules of this tournament, and have discovered that it is allowed to chose another to fight for you." Celeborn pondered this for a moment before answering, "That is correct. Do you wish for another to fight in your place?" Celeborn was discreetly disgusted at the idea of such cowardly actions.
"My Lord, I wish for my man servant to fight in my place." The huge man that had accompanied the Duke now, too, steeped in to the ring.
All eyes flew to Aragorn, who suddenly felt himself lacking in height and weight. "If your opponent has no objections-" Celeborn turned to Aragorn, knowing full well that the man would not dishonour himself in such a way. Aragorn drew his sword, his eyes now dark. Lord Celeborn then took his seat between Galadriel and Arwen he lifted his arm, in signal to start the duel.
The large man instantly lunged at Aragorn, who narrowly dodged the man's blade. Aragorn turned and brought his sword crashing with his opponent's. Arwen watched, with baited breath, as Aragorn took a severe beating. This man was twice his size and seemed to be on a mission of destruction.
Aragorn went flying to the floor, the man playing dirty.
"Surely that is not allowed?" Arwen grasped the sleeve of her Grandfather. He rested his hand over hers. " Arwen, he can take care of himself." The foul play had not escaped the Lord and Lady's attention. Arwen couldn't watch any longer and her eyes fell to the ground.
Aragorn's nose had been hit so hard, that his vision had become impaired. He was shown no mercy as the man threw Aragorn to the floor, the blade of his sword resting over Aragorn's heart. "No! Enough" Arwen went running to the side of the ring to stand beside Duke Corneal. Aragorn looked up at her, slightly embarrassed that she was intruding, but entirely glad that she cared for him so much. "Please. Call this off. This is supposed to be for sport. Your man has fought dirty and like a barbarian. Call him off!"
The Duke looked upon the woman with awe. She seemed grave and not one to be messed with. He had not intended to hurt Aragorn, merely remind him that he was no King. "And why should I my dear Lady?" He waited for Arwen to answer. Aragorn stood up in the ring and waited whilst holding his breath. eager to hear her answer.
"Because I love him!" There was an echoed murmur throughout the forest as everyone present began talking about the Princess who loved a Ranger.
Corneal looked toward Aragorn with revolution. "And does he too return your love?"
Arwen looked straight in to Aragorn's eyes, as he began to smile. "Arwen my darling. I love you more then life it's self!"
Galadriel, with a gleam in her eye rose from her seat. "This duel was a draw, due to unfair play!" No one would dare argue with her.
"Would you all now please make your way to the feast." Everyone began to move away from the ring. Celeborn indicated for some near by Elf's to tend Aragorn.
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The feast was under way and all were joyous in spirit. Corneal and his goon had left straight after the duel, to the relief of many. Aragorn and Arwen walked together to the fair hill of Cerin Amroth, hand in hand. Aragorn chuckled slightly, and he joked with his love, "My rescuer. I owe my life to you my darling."
Arwen turned to face him, her eyes deadly serious, "I couldn't have lived without you!"
The hill was filled with the sweetest smelling Elenor. "Arwen, before I left, your father told me that he would only permit our marriage if I took my place as King. It will be a long way off yet but I have realised that I have not spoken to you of it. Darkness now creeps back in to the forest and I know my path will lead me away from you, but trust that I will always come back." He stopped and held her hands against his chest. She could feel his heart beating quickly under her touch and she smiled deep in to his eyes; she had waited for this moment for such a long time.
"Arwen Mela nin, will you marry me?"
Her eyes filled with teary starlight as his words reached her pointed ears. In silence he stood, awaiting her answer.
"Dark is the shadow, and yet my heart rejoices; for you, Estel, shall be among the great whose valour will destroy it." She lent forward to taste his lips.
"I will marry you, I would give everything I have for you." Her words were soothing yet to Aragorn were bitter to hear; for it would mean her forsaking the immortality given her at birth. "I am mortal, you are Elf kind. You know what that must mean." He had to be sure that she would not regret her decision.
"I bind myself to you Dunadan, and turn from the twilight."
And so it was set. Long turmoil's awaited them; but now they had each other, they could face anything. They walked slowly for a few more hours, enjoying the time they had, alone, together. Arwen bade him to sit beside the lake, as she came to settle behind him. Her hands were in his hair, then slid to his shoulders; Aragorn gasped a little and winced as her hand ran over an aching muscle. Her heat panged at hearing him in pain. "Allow me to sooth your hurt. Sit still, feel the heat from my hands." She began to massage his shoulders. He had never known her touch so intimately, it felt so very nice.
Aragorn's eyes closed as he let her ease him in to a state of peace. "Sing for me Arwen. Like you used to back in Rivendell." She smiled at the memories. As her hands soothed his body, her song soothed his soul. She began to sing in Elvish.
Ahhh, nice sweet ending. I got all the facts from the apendix, so they are all acurate. Hope you liked it. Review it and make me a happy bunny x
Chapter3
And be loved in return
Lord Celeborn stood and motioned for the last competitors to enter the ring. Aragorn walked forward and bowed to the Lord of Lorien; who in turn bowed back. Duke Corneal walked in to the ring also, but did not bow. "My Lord, I have studied the rules of this tournament, and have discovered that it is allowed to chose another to fight for you." Celeborn pondered this for a moment before answering, "That is correct. Do you wish for another to fight in your place?" Celeborn was discreetly disgusted at the idea of such cowardly actions.
"My Lord, I wish for my man servant to fight in my place." The huge man that had accompanied the Duke now, too, steeped in to the ring.
All eyes flew to Aragorn, who suddenly felt himself lacking in height and weight. "If your opponent has no objections-" Celeborn turned to Aragorn, knowing full well that the man would not dishonour himself in such a way. Aragorn drew his sword, his eyes now dark. Lord Celeborn then took his seat between Galadriel and Arwen he lifted his arm, in signal to start the duel.
The large man instantly lunged at Aragorn, who narrowly dodged the man's blade. Aragorn turned and brought his sword crashing with his opponent's. Arwen watched, with baited breath, as Aragorn took a severe beating. This man was twice his size and seemed to be on a mission of destruction.
Aragorn went flying to the floor, the man playing dirty.
"Surely that is not allowed?" Arwen grasped the sleeve of her Grandfather. He rested his hand over hers. " Arwen, he can take care of himself." The foul play had not escaped the Lord and Lady's attention. Arwen couldn't watch any longer and her eyes fell to the ground.
Aragorn's nose had been hit so hard, that his vision had become impaired. He was shown no mercy as the man threw Aragorn to the floor, the blade of his sword resting over Aragorn's heart. "No! Enough" Arwen went running to the side of the ring to stand beside Duke Corneal. Aragorn looked up at her, slightly embarrassed that she was intruding, but entirely glad that she cared for him so much. "Please. Call this off. This is supposed to be for sport. Your man has fought dirty and like a barbarian. Call him off!"
The Duke looked upon the woman with awe. She seemed grave and not one to be messed with. He had not intended to hurt Aragorn, merely remind him that he was no King. "And why should I my dear Lady?" He waited for Arwen to answer. Aragorn stood up in the ring and waited whilst holding his breath. eager to hear her answer.
"Because I love him!" There was an echoed murmur throughout the forest as everyone present began talking about the Princess who loved a Ranger.
Corneal looked toward Aragorn with revolution. "And does he too return your love?"
Arwen looked straight in to Aragorn's eyes, as he began to smile. "Arwen my darling. I love you more then life it's self!"
Galadriel, with a gleam in her eye rose from her seat. "This duel was a draw, due to unfair play!" No one would dare argue with her.
"Would you all now please make your way to the feast." Everyone began to move away from the ring. Celeborn indicated for some near by Elf's to tend Aragorn.
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The feast was under way and all were joyous in spirit. Corneal and his goon had left straight after the duel, to the relief of many. Aragorn and Arwen walked together to the fair hill of Cerin Amroth, hand in hand. Aragorn chuckled slightly, and he joked with his love, "My rescuer. I owe my life to you my darling."
Arwen turned to face him, her eyes deadly serious, "I couldn't have lived without you!"
The hill was filled with the sweetest smelling Elenor. "Arwen, before I left, your father told me that he would only permit our marriage if I took my place as King. It will be a long way off yet but I have realised that I have not spoken to you of it. Darkness now creeps back in to the forest and I know my path will lead me away from you, but trust that I will always come back." He stopped and held her hands against his chest. She could feel his heart beating quickly under her touch and she smiled deep in to his eyes; she had waited for this moment for such a long time.
"Arwen Mela nin, will you marry me?"
Her eyes filled with teary starlight as his words reached her pointed ears. In silence he stood, awaiting her answer.
"Dark is the shadow, and yet my heart rejoices; for you, Estel, shall be among the great whose valour will destroy it." She lent forward to taste his lips.
"I will marry you, I would give everything I have for you." Her words were soothing yet to Aragorn were bitter to hear; for it would mean her forsaking the immortality given her at birth. "I am mortal, you are Elf kind. You know what that must mean." He had to be sure that she would not regret her decision.
"I bind myself to you Dunadan, and turn from the twilight."
And so it was set. Long turmoil's awaited them; but now they had each other, they could face anything. They walked slowly for a few more hours, enjoying the time they had, alone, together. Arwen bade him to sit beside the lake, as she came to settle behind him. Her hands were in his hair, then slid to his shoulders; Aragorn gasped a little and winced as her hand ran over an aching muscle. Her heat panged at hearing him in pain. "Allow me to sooth your hurt. Sit still, feel the heat from my hands." She began to massage his shoulders. He had never known her touch so intimately, it felt so very nice.
Aragorn's eyes closed as he let her ease him in to a state of peace. "Sing for me Arwen. Like you used to back in Rivendell." She smiled at the memories. As her hands soothed his body, her song soothed his soul. She began to sing in Elvish.
Ahhh, nice sweet ending. I got all the facts from the apendix, so they are all acurate. Hope you liked it. Review it and make me a happy bunny x