Trying To Remember
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A/N: denotes Elvish translations
Chapter 4
"Ed' I'ear ar'elenea! By the sea and stars! Lle lakwenien? Are you joking?" Elrond exclaimed as he jumped out of his chair." Joking? Why would I joke about my own name?" Cele asked confused. "Who are your parents, child?" Elrond demanded. "I don't remember." she answered truthfully. "Where do you come from? Where is your home?" the man called Strider asked. "I don't remember. I can't remember anything about my past except my name and that my home was in a city made of white marble." Cele cried.
No one said anything as Cele silently began to cry. After a moment, she looked up through her hair. Strider was standing next to Lord Elrond, watching her. Cele studied Strider for a moment before she realized two things. One was that her side was aching terribly where she had been hit and two was that Strider was the one that had hit her. "I remember you." Cele said while staring at Strider. He looked at her shocked. "You're the one I was fighting. You're the one that hit me." she declared clutching her side and backing away. "You hit her? Aragorn, how could you?" the woman called Arwen demanded running to her. "Amin hiraetha, I'm sorry I didn't know that she was a girl." he answered looking ashamed. "It's alright. I would have done the same thing in your position." Cele replied with a strained smile.
After a moment, she said "Aragorn? You cannot mean Aragorn II, son of Arathorn II, High King of Gondor?" Everyone looked at her with open mouths. "How do you know that?" Aragorn asked looking frightened. "I can't remember." she responded, scrunching up her face in concentration. "The name is so familiar. I swear I've heard it before. Maybe I read it in a book. I wish I could remember." After a moment, "You are that Aragorn, aren't you?" she questions quietly. "Yes, but there are few else who know." he replied.
Kerla: Thanks for the review. You made my day with that!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
A/N: denotes Elvish translations
Chapter 4
"Ed' I'ear ar'elenea! By the sea and stars! Lle lakwenien? Are you joking?" Elrond exclaimed as he jumped out of his chair." Joking? Why would I joke about my own name?" Cele asked confused. "Who are your parents, child?" Elrond demanded. "I don't remember." she answered truthfully. "Where do you come from? Where is your home?" the man called Strider asked. "I don't remember. I can't remember anything about my past except my name and that my home was in a city made of white marble." Cele cried.
No one said anything as Cele silently began to cry. After a moment, she looked up through her hair. Strider was standing next to Lord Elrond, watching her. Cele studied Strider for a moment before she realized two things. One was that her side was aching terribly where she had been hit and two was that Strider was the one that had hit her. "I remember you." Cele said while staring at Strider. He looked at her shocked. "You're the one I was fighting. You're the one that hit me." she declared clutching her side and backing away. "You hit her? Aragorn, how could you?" the woman called Arwen demanded running to her. "Amin hiraetha, I'm sorry I didn't know that she was a girl." he answered looking ashamed. "It's alright. I would have done the same thing in your position." Cele replied with a strained smile.
After a moment, she said "Aragorn? You cannot mean Aragorn II, son of Arathorn II, High King of Gondor?" Everyone looked at her with open mouths. "How do you know that?" Aragorn asked looking frightened. "I can't remember." she responded, scrunching up her face in concentration. "The name is so familiar. I swear I've heard it before. Maybe I read it in a book. I wish I could remember." After a moment, "You are that Aragorn, aren't you?" she questions quietly. "Yes, but there are few else who know." he replied.
Kerla: Thanks for the review. You made my day with that!!