~*A/N: WARNING M/S and FLAME TYPE STORY.
Things I already I know:
Arwen is the only daughter of Elrond
Strider would never cheat on anybody
This story takes place over 2 months
It was bleak and gray day in the city of Edoras. The King lit his pipe and smiled down on his people. Meanwhile, several hundred miles away, Strider was waiting for his lady, Lady Ardonelle of Rivendell and heir to Lord Elrond's fortune. The lady was five feet and six-quarter inches, her light brown hair neatly braided, her smooth skin glittering, and her blue eyes shining. Strider smiled to himself, he was twenty years of age, much younger when compared to his lady, but appeared five to six years older.
Lady Ardonelle smiled at him, exposing her white teeth. "You look wonderful", Strider said.
"Are we meeting King Thedon today?" she asked him, looping her arm into his.
He nodded, "For dinner my dear". It was his turn to smile, but he could not. Strider, more commonly known around Rivendell as Estel, or even Aragorn was troubled by the fact that he could not figure out whom he really was. His lady knew however, she had been there when the King had died, and suggested to the Queen to bring her son here. Ardonelle brought great joy to Strider; she was a spirited young woman like her mother, and firmly believed in equal rights for all women, whether they were mortals or not. Strider was thoroughly proud of his lady's most recent accomplishment, the start of helping the kingdom of Rohan begin building an indestructible fortress. Ardonelle and Strider have been called to the King's attention, and she was to be rewarded.
Ardonelle noted the trouble on Strider's face.
"My dear, what is wrong?" she asked him, now her face troubled.
"More problems of the past", he admitted quickly. She nodded silently.
"Why don't we go see what my father is doing for lunch?" she asked him.
"I am famished, let's", he said, smiling. The two headed up to the garden- dining room, west of where they had been. Ardonelle's father, Lord Elrond, bearer of one of the elvish rings, Viyla, and the Master of Rivendell, was waiting for the two of them to begin lunch with Ardonelle's younger sister, Lady Arwen of Lorien, at the time of course. Lady Arwen was the youngest of Ardonelle and Arwen's family, and she was the most beautiful. She took after Lutherin, an elf who sacrificed her immortal life for the one she loved. Arwen's raven hair was braided in a manner not unlike Ardonelle's, and her dress fit almost the same way as Ardonelle's fit, except the two were very different in height. Strider saw Arwen's beauty and left it at that, though his mortal senses were overpowering him, much as they did whenever he looked into Ardonelle's striking blue eyes. Lord Elrond hugged his daughter, and pulled out a chair for her. Ardonelle gave a look to her sister, one that said, "Look what I've brought!" Arwen smiled at her sister's sense of humor. It was one of those things that she missed, her sister's sense of humor, the way she would read for hours on end, and never get bored or tired. Arwen knew that there were a lot of things in her sister's head, and some of those things she had been thinking about since she was old enough to think.
"Ardonelle, tell me about your adventure in Rohan" Elrond said.
She smiled, soaked up her limelight and began, "It was wonderful. I picked out the location for the fortress." She smiled, and continued on "Then I went back to Edoras where I met King Thedon, who is a total gentleman."
She finished by putting a bite of salad in her mouth. Arwen politely smiled; despite she could careless how her sister picked out a location. She thought inside her head, "Soon I will do that!" Strider finished his meal, and Ardonelle asked to be excused. Elrond noted that they were inseparable.
"That was a riveting tale if I do say so myself" Strider said. Ardonelle laughed at his sarcasm and the two went for a walk, hand-in-hand.
It grew late, and Ardonelle and Strider had to separate. Their excursion was cancelled due to a problem King Thedon had to attend to. The two went to bed, and they thought about each other all night. Morning came quickly, and Ardonelle woke up to Strider sitting outside her door sharpening his sword.
"Whatever is the matter?" she asked him.
"I will tell you, but first go and dress", he told her. She dressed quickly, and very simple, her hair was in the same braids as before.
Strider greeted her and he began to tell his story, "When I woke up this morning, and went down for my usual coffee, and your father had something to say to me. He began like this 'Estel, there are some things about your past; your mother and I kept secret from you. Despite what you actually think you are King of Gondor and Islduir's heir. And your real name is Aragorn Elessar.' Then he handed me the shards of Narsil." Strider finished.
Ardonelle though for a while and said, "What are you going to do? Are you going to reclaim the throne now?"
It was Strider turn to think about his future. "No, I do not want that power. It is too much to take up now." He said, angry because the past was hidden from him. She didn't know what to say. The silence of them disturbed her.
"I must go, m'lady", he said to her. And he ran off. She smiled sadly to herself, and went to get changed into more proper clothes, and attend to the business she needed to attend to.
Elrond noticed that Strider did not come to dinner, however he did he come home very early that morning. Ardonelle heard his horses' hooves click on the pavement. She woke up suddenly, as to not disturb anyone else in the household. She went to her balcony, and saw her Strider very drunk. She gasped, as if gasping would help it. She ran downstairs, in her nightgown, and went to help him. She gracefully offered him her bed, and put a cold cloth on his face. At that moment she knew she loved him, with all her heart. Her father or her sister had not heard Strider's horse. She left Strider there with a glass of water, and some coffee. She then went to go sleep in his bed, no matter how uncomfortable that it was.
Morning finally came, and everyone was awaiting Strider, it was a month of adventure for the Rangers. It was also the only other time that Ardonelle and Arwen saw their brothers, Elladon and Elrohir. "Brothers!" Ardonelle called to them. Elladon looked up, and smiled, he always enjoyed the company of his young sister.
"Ah, my fair sister! When will you join us?" he called to her, jokingly. She came down the steps and hugged him. The two shared a special bond, they were the oldest of their gender, and they felt that they were the ones to protect the younger one.
She smiled up at him, and said, "Soon, I am able with a sword, and I always have been able with a bow". He nodded, "Aye, yes you have. Sometimes I think you can beat out Elrohir."
She laughed, "Perhaps when you two have your holidays, I will show you how good I am with a bow."
He smiled; it was the sign of approval between them. She and her brother went for a short walk around Rivendell to discuss the matters at hand in the world. From what Ardonelle heard from the travelers, Sauron was growing powerful.
"There is no need to involve your pretty head in any of that matter. You will rule Rivendell one day, but today is not this day, and you do not need to know the matters of this world" Elladon said to her.
Inside Ardonelle was fuming, but her manners let her say, "You are quite right, and I will have you by my side to help me rule". Ardonelle knew perfectly that she would become involved with the news of the land. She smiled at her brother who was being called to the site of the Rangers.
She ran over to them. "Whatever is the matter?" she asked her slightly older brother.
"Strider appears to be dead, miss" a Ranger said. She ran up the stairs and into her bedroom. Strider was there, but he was still breathing. She placed the cold compress on his forehead and asked him to wake up. He stirred, and she shook him.
"What is the matter with you?" he asked her.
Then he realized it was his lady, "I'm sorry". "You must go quickly." She said to him.
"Where?" he asked her.
"In the wild my love." She said sadly. He arose, and they locked for a passionate kiss. When it was all done, he gave her the shards of Narsil to remember him by. She watched him leave, and she ran after them until she could see no more of him. Elrond came down to her, "He will be back, and your sister is returning to Lorien tonight, I suggest you say good-bye to her"
Ardonelle said good-bye to her sister, and felt very alone. She sat on
the fountain. Elrond watched as his once very self-assured daughter
had turned into a lady with a black cloud over her head.
Elrond came down to her, and asked, "What is the matter?"
Between her tears, "I miss him. He will be back I am aware of that,
but what if something else happened to him. What if he died, I would
die of heartbreak," she said.
"You love him. I have seen that." Elrond said.
"He gave the shards of Narsil to remember him by" she said, finishing
her sobs. Elrond nodded.
"Father? Can you make me a warrior? Can you?" she asked him her eyes
bright.
He nodded once more and said, "Yes of course I can" Ardonelle smiled. This was going to be a new change for her; she was going to make a name for herself.
~*A/N If you have finished this chapter, then you may go onto chapter 2. Good luck *~
It was bleak and gray day in the city of Edoras. The King lit his pipe and smiled down on his people. Meanwhile, several hundred miles away, Strider was waiting for his lady, Lady Ardonelle of Rivendell and heir to Lord Elrond's fortune. The lady was five feet and six-quarter inches, her light brown hair neatly braided, her smooth skin glittering, and her blue eyes shining. Strider smiled to himself, he was twenty years of age, much younger when compared to his lady, but appeared five to six years older.
Lady Ardonelle smiled at him, exposing her white teeth. "You look wonderful", Strider said.
"Are we meeting King Thedon today?" she asked him, looping her arm into his.
He nodded, "For dinner my dear". It was his turn to smile, but he could not. Strider, more commonly known around Rivendell as Estel, or even Aragorn was troubled by the fact that he could not figure out whom he really was. His lady knew however, she had been there when the King had died, and suggested to the Queen to bring her son here. Ardonelle brought great joy to Strider; she was a spirited young woman like her mother, and firmly believed in equal rights for all women, whether they were mortals or not. Strider was thoroughly proud of his lady's most recent accomplishment, the start of helping the kingdom of Rohan begin building an indestructible fortress. Ardonelle and Strider have been called to the King's attention, and she was to be rewarded.
Ardonelle noted the trouble on Strider's face.
"My dear, what is wrong?" she asked him, now her face troubled.
"More problems of the past", he admitted quickly. She nodded silently.
"Why don't we go see what my father is doing for lunch?" she asked him.
"I am famished, let's", he said, smiling. The two headed up to the garden- dining room, west of where they had been. Ardonelle's father, Lord Elrond, bearer of one of the elvish rings, Viyla, and the Master of Rivendell, was waiting for the two of them to begin lunch with Ardonelle's younger sister, Lady Arwen of Lorien, at the time of course. Lady Arwen was the youngest of Ardonelle and Arwen's family, and she was the most beautiful. She took after Lutherin, an elf who sacrificed her immortal life for the one she loved. Arwen's raven hair was braided in a manner not unlike Ardonelle's, and her dress fit almost the same way as Ardonelle's fit, except the two were very different in height. Strider saw Arwen's beauty and left it at that, though his mortal senses were overpowering him, much as they did whenever he looked into Ardonelle's striking blue eyes. Lord Elrond hugged his daughter, and pulled out a chair for her. Ardonelle gave a look to her sister, one that said, "Look what I've brought!" Arwen smiled at her sister's sense of humor. It was one of those things that she missed, her sister's sense of humor, the way she would read for hours on end, and never get bored or tired. Arwen knew that there were a lot of things in her sister's head, and some of those things she had been thinking about since she was old enough to think.
"Ardonelle, tell me about your adventure in Rohan" Elrond said.
She smiled, soaked up her limelight and began, "It was wonderful. I picked out the location for the fortress." She smiled, and continued on "Then I went back to Edoras where I met King Thedon, who is a total gentleman."
She finished by putting a bite of salad in her mouth. Arwen politely smiled; despite she could careless how her sister picked out a location. She thought inside her head, "Soon I will do that!" Strider finished his meal, and Ardonelle asked to be excused. Elrond noted that they were inseparable.
"That was a riveting tale if I do say so myself" Strider said. Ardonelle laughed at his sarcasm and the two went for a walk, hand-in-hand.
It grew late, and Ardonelle and Strider had to separate. Their excursion was cancelled due to a problem King Thedon had to attend to. The two went to bed, and they thought about each other all night. Morning came quickly, and Ardonelle woke up to Strider sitting outside her door sharpening his sword.
"Whatever is the matter?" she asked him.
"I will tell you, but first go and dress", he told her. She dressed quickly, and very simple, her hair was in the same braids as before.
Strider greeted her and he began to tell his story, "When I woke up this morning, and went down for my usual coffee, and your father had something to say to me. He began like this 'Estel, there are some things about your past; your mother and I kept secret from you. Despite what you actually think you are King of Gondor and Islduir's heir. And your real name is Aragorn Elessar.' Then he handed me the shards of Narsil." Strider finished.
Ardonelle though for a while and said, "What are you going to do? Are you going to reclaim the throne now?"
It was Strider turn to think about his future. "No, I do not want that power. It is too much to take up now." He said, angry because the past was hidden from him. She didn't know what to say. The silence of them disturbed her.
"I must go, m'lady", he said to her. And he ran off. She smiled sadly to herself, and went to get changed into more proper clothes, and attend to the business she needed to attend to.
Elrond noticed that Strider did not come to dinner, however he did he come home very early that morning. Ardonelle heard his horses' hooves click on the pavement. She woke up suddenly, as to not disturb anyone else in the household. She went to her balcony, and saw her Strider very drunk. She gasped, as if gasping would help it. She ran downstairs, in her nightgown, and went to help him. She gracefully offered him her bed, and put a cold cloth on his face. At that moment she knew she loved him, with all her heart. Her father or her sister had not heard Strider's horse. She left Strider there with a glass of water, and some coffee. She then went to go sleep in his bed, no matter how uncomfortable that it was.
Morning finally came, and everyone was awaiting Strider, it was a month of adventure for the Rangers. It was also the only other time that Ardonelle and Arwen saw their brothers, Elladon and Elrohir. "Brothers!" Ardonelle called to them. Elladon looked up, and smiled, he always enjoyed the company of his young sister.
"Ah, my fair sister! When will you join us?" he called to her, jokingly. She came down the steps and hugged him. The two shared a special bond, they were the oldest of their gender, and they felt that they were the ones to protect the younger one.
She smiled up at him, and said, "Soon, I am able with a sword, and I always have been able with a bow". He nodded, "Aye, yes you have. Sometimes I think you can beat out Elrohir."
She laughed, "Perhaps when you two have your holidays, I will show you how good I am with a bow."
He smiled; it was the sign of approval between them. She and her brother went for a short walk around Rivendell to discuss the matters at hand in the world. From what Ardonelle heard from the travelers, Sauron was growing powerful.
"There is no need to involve your pretty head in any of that matter. You will rule Rivendell one day, but today is not this day, and you do not need to know the matters of this world" Elladon said to her.
Inside Ardonelle was fuming, but her manners let her say, "You are quite right, and I will have you by my side to help me rule". Ardonelle knew perfectly that she would become involved with the news of the land. She smiled at her brother who was being called to the site of the Rangers.
She ran over to them. "Whatever is the matter?" she asked her slightly older brother.
"Strider appears to be dead, miss" a Ranger said. She ran up the stairs and into her bedroom. Strider was there, but he was still breathing. She placed the cold compress on his forehead and asked him to wake up. He stirred, and she shook him.
"What is the matter with you?" he asked her.
Then he realized it was his lady, "I'm sorry". "You must go quickly." She said to him.
"Where?" he asked her.
"In the wild my love." She said sadly. He arose, and they locked for a passionate kiss. When it was all done, he gave her the shards of Narsil to remember him by. She watched him leave, and she ran after them until she could see no more of him. Elrond came down to her, "He will be back, and your sister is returning to Lorien tonight, I suggest you say good-bye to her"
Ardonelle said good-bye to her sister, and felt very alone. She sat on
the fountain. Elrond watched as his once very self-assured daughter
had turned into a lady with a black cloud over her head.
Elrond came down to her, and asked, "What is the matter?"
Between her tears, "I miss him. He will be back I am aware of that,
but what if something else happened to him. What if he died, I would
die of heartbreak," she said.
"You love him. I have seen that." Elrond said.
"He gave the shards of Narsil to remember him by" she said, finishing
her sobs. Elrond nodded.
"Father? Can you make me a warrior? Can you?" she asked him her eyes
bright.
He nodded once more and said, "Yes of course I can" Ardonelle smiled. This was going to be a new change for her; she was going to make a name for herself.
~*A/N If you have finished this chapter, then you may go onto chapter 2. Good luck *~