SORRY..DIDN'T THINK THIS WOULD TAKE SO LONG TO GET UP!!!!!!! One more
chapter after this I think..unless I am struck with more plot.who knows
An hour later all thoughts of the bet had left their minds. They were galloping across the snowy fields. Beren took a rider wonderfully and seemed to enjoy that he could carry around the one who raised him.
"Aragorn." Arwen said as they slowly their horses to a walk, "Why did you give Beren his name?"
The dark haired man smiled and took Arwen's hand, "After Beren One-Hand- sort of. His front left hoof is bigger than his right. I don't know why. It just is,"
Arwen looked down and sure enough the horse had awkward feet. She smiled and turned back to Aragorn, "Will Beren find his Luthien?"
Aragorn smiled, "Hopefully." He faced Arwen and said, "I know I have."
Her cheeks went pink, "This Luthien you speak of. What is she like?" she asked.
The ranger caught on to her game and decided to continue it, "Ah, but it would be ungentlemanly of me to speak any details."
"Oh, but I insist." She spoke.
"Then I shall proceed." Aragorn squeezed her hand and said, "Her eyes are deeper with love than any ocean and shine the brightest blue. Her hair is long and silky and smells of roses. Her face is as smooth and flawless as a sea of glass that shines brightly in the moonlight. Her smile lights up any room and her laughter-"he then stopped and turned, "Would you like me to continue?"
Arwen nodded, her face turning a few shades redder. Aragorn turned back to the snowy field, "Her laughter is the sweetest thing you could ever hear. And her beauty outshines every being to walk this earth and every star in the sky." He then turned and faced Arwen and could not help but smile at her expression. Her cheeks were bright red, from both embarrassment and the cold. She looked adorable, that was the only word he could use to describe her beauty at this moment. "My Luthien Tinuviel is even more beautiful than the original."
Arwen bit her lower lip and smiled shyly, "Estel-you're embarrassing me."
Aragorn squeezed her hand again, "I'm allowed to do that."
Arwen's embarrassment left her and she raised an amused eyebrow, "Says who?"
"Says me, "Aragorn grinned, "Because I love you."
Arwen felt her heart leap for joy. How she loved to hear those three simple yet beautiful words. She stood up in her stirrups and leaned over to Aragorn, planting a kiss on his lips.
Beren bolted to the side, startled by the sudden action and dumped a dazed Aragorn in the snow.
"Estel! Are you all right? Aragorn, I'm so sorry." She leapt off Asfaloth and rushed to his side. The two-elven horses stood, remarkably making no more to run home.
"Oh-ooo, I think I've had it." Aragorn feebly moaned, his eyes partly closed.
"Aragorn, I'm so sorry I did that. I should not have moved so fast. Oh, please don't be hurt." She cradled his head in her lap as a single tear fell onto his face.
"Fooled you!" he grabbed her tightly in his arms and covered her with kisses. Arwen shrieked and snow flew as they struggled in play, rolling and laughing. Arwen leapt to her feet and made a dash for safety. Aragorn persisted in the attack, chasing her and pulling her back down in the snow. She made a small, playful gesture of resistance, and then gave into her desire to return his kisses pressing her lips against his nose, lips, forehead, ears and neck. Completely enveloped in each other's arms, they passed a few delicious minutes sharing kisses oblivious to the world around them and their horses curious gaze.
Asfaloth stretched out his neck over and gave Arwen a large nudge with his nose. "The luncheon! Oh Valar, I forgot! Aragorn, we'd better get back." Arwen reluctantly untangled herself from the loving Aragorn's arms and fetched Beren who was now pawing the ground in search for grass.
"Food? Who can think of food at a time like this?"
"Get out of the snow Aragorn Elessar, you'll catch cold."
He rose to his knees in mock supplication, "I'll willingly die of pneumonia if you'll give me one more kiss."
Arwen grinned at him, "Well you ARE going to be sick with a cold. I can assure you of that."
"What do you me-" then it dawned on Aragorn. The bet. That dreadful bet, he had lost. That meant- Aragorn's jaw dropped in realization of what he had to go through tonight, "Arwen can-"
"No no no!" You're not getting out of this. We made a bet and you lost fair and square." Arwen said mounting Asfaloth.
Aragorn took Beren's reins, "Fair and square! I believe it was you that scared my horse." His voice then went sarcastic as he impersonated his love, " 'Oh Aragorn I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have moved so fast. It's all my fault!'" he spoke exasperated, "You even cried a little!"
Arwen grinned, "I won't be crying when you jump in the pond, I'll be too busy laughing."
Aragorn moaned, not receiving any sympathy and jumped on Beren. Turning to Arwen with pathetic gaze he decided to try to get her to change her mind, "We can't negotiate? At all?" his spoke to Arwen with heated gaze, "I can be VERY generous."
Arwen smiled to herself, "Well-' she thought, considering the offer, "um-no." she spoke quickly and then took off to the stables.
An hour later all thoughts of the bet had left their minds. They were galloping across the snowy fields. Beren took a rider wonderfully and seemed to enjoy that he could carry around the one who raised him.
"Aragorn." Arwen said as they slowly their horses to a walk, "Why did you give Beren his name?"
The dark haired man smiled and took Arwen's hand, "After Beren One-Hand- sort of. His front left hoof is bigger than his right. I don't know why. It just is,"
Arwen looked down and sure enough the horse had awkward feet. She smiled and turned back to Aragorn, "Will Beren find his Luthien?"
Aragorn smiled, "Hopefully." He faced Arwen and said, "I know I have."
Her cheeks went pink, "This Luthien you speak of. What is she like?" she asked.
The ranger caught on to her game and decided to continue it, "Ah, but it would be ungentlemanly of me to speak any details."
"Oh, but I insist." She spoke.
"Then I shall proceed." Aragorn squeezed her hand and said, "Her eyes are deeper with love than any ocean and shine the brightest blue. Her hair is long and silky and smells of roses. Her face is as smooth and flawless as a sea of glass that shines brightly in the moonlight. Her smile lights up any room and her laughter-"he then stopped and turned, "Would you like me to continue?"
Arwen nodded, her face turning a few shades redder. Aragorn turned back to the snowy field, "Her laughter is the sweetest thing you could ever hear. And her beauty outshines every being to walk this earth and every star in the sky." He then turned and faced Arwen and could not help but smile at her expression. Her cheeks were bright red, from both embarrassment and the cold. She looked adorable, that was the only word he could use to describe her beauty at this moment. "My Luthien Tinuviel is even more beautiful than the original."
Arwen bit her lower lip and smiled shyly, "Estel-you're embarrassing me."
Aragorn squeezed her hand again, "I'm allowed to do that."
Arwen's embarrassment left her and she raised an amused eyebrow, "Says who?"
"Says me, "Aragorn grinned, "Because I love you."
Arwen felt her heart leap for joy. How she loved to hear those three simple yet beautiful words. She stood up in her stirrups and leaned over to Aragorn, planting a kiss on his lips.
Beren bolted to the side, startled by the sudden action and dumped a dazed Aragorn in the snow.
"Estel! Are you all right? Aragorn, I'm so sorry." She leapt off Asfaloth and rushed to his side. The two-elven horses stood, remarkably making no more to run home.
"Oh-ooo, I think I've had it." Aragorn feebly moaned, his eyes partly closed.
"Aragorn, I'm so sorry I did that. I should not have moved so fast. Oh, please don't be hurt." She cradled his head in her lap as a single tear fell onto his face.
"Fooled you!" he grabbed her tightly in his arms and covered her with kisses. Arwen shrieked and snow flew as they struggled in play, rolling and laughing. Arwen leapt to her feet and made a dash for safety. Aragorn persisted in the attack, chasing her and pulling her back down in the snow. She made a small, playful gesture of resistance, and then gave into her desire to return his kisses pressing her lips against his nose, lips, forehead, ears and neck. Completely enveloped in each other's arms, they passed a few delicious minutes sharing kisses oblivious to the world around them and their horses curious gaze.
Asfaloth stretched out his neck over and gave Arwen a large nudge with his nose. "The luncheon! Oh Valar, I forgot! Aragorn, we'd better get back." Arwen reluctantly untangled herself from the loving Aragorn's arms and fetched Beren who was now pawing the ground in search for grass.
"Food? Who can think of food at a time like this?"
"Get out of the snow Aragorn Elessar, you'll catch cold."
He rose to his knees in mock supplication, "I'll willingly die of pneumonia if you'll give me one more kiss."
Arwen grinned at him, "Well you ARE going to be sick with a cold. I can assure you of that."
"What do you me-" then it dawned on Aragorn. The bet. That dreadful bet, he had lost. That meant- Aragorn's jaw dropped in realization of what he had to go through tonight, "Arwen can-"
"No no no!" You're not getting out of this. We made a bet and you lost fair and square." Arwen said mounting Asfaloth.
Aragorn took Beren's reins, "Fair and square! I believe it was you that scared my horse." His voice then went sarcastic as he impersonated his love, " 'Oh Aragorn I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have moved so fast. It's all my fault!'" he spoke exasperated, "You even cried a little!"
Arwen grinned, "I won't be crying when you jump in the pond, I'll be too busy laughing."
Aragorn moaned, not receiving any sympathy and jumped on Beren. Turning to Arwen with pathetic gaze he decided to try to get her to change her mind, "We can't negotiate? At all?" his spoke to Arwen with heated gaze, "I can be VERY generous."
Arwen smiled to herself, "Well-' she thought, considering the offer, "um-no." she spoke quickly and then took off to the stables.