Chapter Four:
Yallume! Amin utue ta!
(At last! I have found it!)
"The library is still rather large, however," Elrond mused quietly to himself.
But Elvish ears picked up his words and said," Then we'll split up into groups, or pairs, Ada. Less work for all of us."
"Good idea, 'Ro bro. You and I can make a pair, Aragorn and Arwen another, and finally Ada and Gandalf as our third pair."
Elrohoir frowned at the use of his much hate nickname but agreed anyway. The library was split into three sections and each pair was assigned a section. But then everything stopped.
*It seems rather foolish to all of a sudden star singing in the library to find a book* all of them thought.
Arwen took a deep breath. She felt responsible for causing all of this. *I should be the one to star singing first* Arwen thought.
"Dîn nîn hen glaer dorn meleth ú-cara hûl lagor le lúthathon na olosî îdh a rîn sen aerlinn a im an-le ur le lothag. (Silence, my child, lay still, love, don't cry, soon you'll be enchanted by dreams. Sleep and remember this lullaby; and I am with you when you dream.~Varda's Lullaby)."
Arwen paused a little in her song as everyone else took the chance to start singing as well. She smiled a little to herself as she heard Aragorn softly singing "The Lay of Lúthien and Beren", a song that resembled the two of them very much.
* * *
Aragorn ran his finger through his hair. He had sung every song he knew in Elvish and still, the book did not appear. One of the maids came in and brought in glasses of water. She was obviously very confused about how the Lord of Rivendell and his family were acting.** Aragorn took a glass from the maid and quickly drained it, giving it back to the maid and wiping his mouth as he desperately tried to think of another song to sing.
Arwen walked by, singing an old traditional Elvish song. She paused only to give Aragorn a quick kiss on his cheek. A song suddenly popped into his head from that sweet kiss. It was the song he had made up for Arwen. *Well, it's worth a try.* Aragorn thought. *After all, our love for each other did cause this.just a little.*
"O môr henion i dhû:
Ely siriar, êl síla
Ai! Aníron Undómiel"
(From darkness I understand the night:
dreams flow, a star shines
Ah! I desire Evenstar)
"Tiro! Él eria e môr.
I 'lîr en êl luitha 'uren,
Ai! Aníron..."
(Look! A star rises out of the darkness
The song of the star enchants my heart
Ah! I desire...)
The song faded away as Aragorn's eyes drifted to a small, worn-down book lying on the floor. He picked it up and smoothed away the dust that he imagined there away. Aragorn turned the book over and a title in fading silver letters greeted him: Amin Naa Lle Nai (I Am Yours to Command).
"Yallume! Amin utue ta! (At last! I have found it!)" he whispered excitedly.
Arwen caught his excitement and turned. She saw the book in his hands and gasped.
"Blessed Eru!" Arwen exclaimed. "Mani naa tanya? (What is that?)"
Aragorn stood slowly, hands shaking from excitement. The others rushed to where Aragorn and Arwen were, hearing Arwen's exclamation. Aragorn handed the book to Elrond.
"Lie auta yeste' (You go first)" Aragorn said, bowing his head with respect.
Elrond took the book from Aragorn, using all of his self-control to control his emotions. The Lord of Rivendell carried the precious book to a nearby table and sat down, with everyone sitting down around him, eager to see what would happen.
Diola lie, diola lie (Thank you, thank you)" Arwen sobbed over and over again into Aragorn's chest. Aragorn quieted her quickly and finally managed to turn her attention to the worn, leather-bound book sitting on the table in front of them all.
Elrond took a deep breath.and opened the book.
"The library is still rather large, however," Elrond mused quietly to himself.
But Elvish ears picked up his words and said," Then we'll split up into groups, or pairs, Ada. Less work for all of us."
"Good idea, 'Ro bro. You and I can make a pair, Aragorn and Arwen another, and finally Ada and Gandalf as our third pair."
Elrohoir frowned at the use of his much hate nickname but agreed anyway. The library was split into three sections and each pair was assigned a section. But then everything stopped.
*It seems rather foolish to all of a sudden star singing in the library to find a book* all of them thought.
Arwen took a deep breath. She felt responsible for causing all of this. *I should be the one to star singing first* Arwen thought.
"Dîn nîn hen glaer dorn meleth ú-cara hûl lagor le lúthathon na olosî îdh a rîn sen aerlinn a im an-le ur le lothag. (Silence, my child, lay still, love, don't cry, soon you'll be enchanted by dreams. Sleep and remember this lullaby; and I am with you when you dream.~Varda's Lullaby)."
Arwen paused a little in her song as everyone else took the chance to start singing as well. She smiled a little to herself as she heard Aragorn softly singing "The Lay of Lúthien and Beren", a song that resembled the two of them very much.
* * *
Aragorn ran his finger through his hair. He had sung every song he knew in Elvish and still, the book did not appear. One of the maids came in and brought in glasses of water. She was obviously very confused about how the Lord of Rivendell and his family were acting.** Aragorn took a glass from the maid and quickly drained it, giving it back to the maid and wiping his mouth as he desperately tried to think of another song to sing.
Arwen walked by, singing an old traditional Elvish song. She paused only to give Aragorn a quick kiss on his cheek. A song suddenly popped into his head from that sweet kiss. It was the song he had made up for Arwen. *Well, it's worth a try.* Aragorn thought. *After all, our love for each other did cause this.just a little.*
"O môr henion i dhû:
Ely siriar, êl síla
Ai! Aníron Undómiel"
(From darkness I understand the night:
dreams flow, a star shines
Ah! I desire Evenstar)
"Tiro! Él eria e môr.
I 'lîr en êl luitha 'uren,
Ai! Aníron..."
(Look! A star rises out of the darkness
The song of the star enchants my heart
Ah! I desire...)
The song faded away as Aragorn's eyes drifted to a small, worn-down book lying on the floor. He picked it up and smoothed away the dust that he imagined there away. Aragorn turned the book over and a title in fading silver letters greeted him: Amin Naa Lle Nai (I Am Yours to Command).
"Yallume! Amin utue ta! (At last! I have found it!)" he whispered excitedly.
Arwen caught his excitement and turned. She saw the book in his hands and gasped.
"Blessed Eru!" Arwen exclaimed. "Mani naa tanya? (What is that?)"
Aragorn stood slowly, hands shaking from excitement. The others rushed to where Aragorn and Arwen were, hearing Arwen's exclamation. Aragorn handed the book to Elrond.
"Lie auta yeste' (You go first)" Aragorn said, bowing his head with respect.
Elrond took the book from Aragorn, using all of his self-control to control his emotions. The Lord of Rivendell carried the precious book to a nearby table and sat down, with everyone sitting down around him, eager to see what would happen.
Diola lie, diola lie (Thank you, thank you)" Arwen sobbed over and over again into Aragorn's chest. Aragorn quieted her quickly and finally managed to turn her attention to the worn, leather-bound book sitting on the table in front of them all.
Elrond took a deep breath.and opened the book.