'Yes, it's me!'
'How in Middle Earth...?'
'Just fight the battle! I will explain everything later!' Elenea said.
'Not until you're safe.' Aragorn tore a piece of cloth from his cloak and wrapped her wound with it. He carried her to one of the ships and set her down. 'I'll come back for you,' he promised.
~*~Days later~*~
Elenea woke in a strange building, Aragorn sitting by her side, head in hands. 'Where am I?' she asked.
Aragorn looked up quickly, face it up with pure joy. 'You are in the House of Healing,' he answered. 'And the Healer Vira has been taking care of you.'
'Then the battle is won?'
'Yes, Eli. The battle of the Pellenor Fields is over. And so is the battle for Middle Earth. The Ring has been destroyed and Sauron's power broken once and for all.'
Elenea stared. 'Once and for all,' she repeated.
'Are you feeling well enough to tell me your tale?' Aragorn asked.
She nodded and relayed everything to him that she could remember.
Aragorn sighed when when she finished. 'This is all my fault,' he muttered.
'What do you mean, Ada (Father)?'
He smiled when she called him this; it had been so long. 'It is time for you to know your past.' Elenea looked at him questioningly.
Aragorn drew a deep breath and began, 'Many years ago, I met Arwen in her mother's land, Lothlorien. I fell immediately in love with her. However, when I aked for her hand in marrige, her father, Elrond, outright refused me, because I am mortal and she immortal. Arwen and I decided to elope, which we did. After we were married, we had you.
'We all lived together for a year, until we decided it was time for Arwen to return to Revendell a few months later. Arwen and I wove a story about me marrying a young maiden called Faire. We told everyone that I was going to live as a Ranger, and leave you in Rivendell with Arwen.
'So Arwen is your real mother. You have elf blood in you.'
Elenea stared. 'Why did you keep this from me?' she choked.
'I am sorry, Eli.'
'May I be left alone for a while? I need to think things through,' Elenea requested.
'Of course.' Aragorn stood, bowed and left the room.
So Arwen was truly her mother? When she had first heard it, it seemed quite far-fetched, but the more Elenea thought about it, the more sense it made.
Her thoughts were interuppted by a sharp pain in her shoulder and intense dizziness. She had lost much blood. She needed to tell Aragorn something before it was too late.
Author's Note: That's all you get for now! I already have the sixth chapter written, but I want to see what you all think of these three chapters. A BIG Thank You to all my wonderful reviewers! Sorry if I forgot to mention anyone in my 'beginning of the chapters' thank yous! Thanks for reading!
'How in Middle Earth...?'
'Just fight the battle! I will explain everything later!' Elenea said.
'Not until you're safe.' Aragorn tore a piece of cloth from his cloak and wrapped her wound with it. He carried her to one of the ships and set her down. 'I'll come back for you,' he promised.
~*~Days later~*~
Elenea woke in a strange building, Aragorn sitting by her side, head in hands. 'Where am I?' she asked.
Aragorn looked up quickly, face it up with pure joy. 'You are in the House of Healing,' he answered. 'And the Healer Vira has been taking care of you.'
'Then the battle is won?'
'Yes, Eli. The battle of the Pellenor Fields is over. And so is the battle for Middle Earth. The Ring has been destroyed and Sauron's power broken once and for all.'
Elenea stared. 'Once and for all,' she repeated.
'Are you feeling well enough to tell me your tale?' Aragorn asked.
She nodded and relayed everything to him that she could remember.
Aragorn sighed when when she finished. 'This is all my fault,' he muttered.
'What do you mean, Ada (Father)?'
He smiled when she called him this; it had been so long. 'It is time for you to know your past.' Elenea looked at him questioningly.
Aragorn drew a deep breath and began, 'Many years ago, I met Arwen in her mother's land, Lothlorien. I fell immediately in love with her. However, when I aked for her hand in marrige, her father, Elrond, outright refused me, because I am mortal and she immortal. Arwen and I decided to elope, which we did. After we were married, we had you.
'We all lived together for a year, until we decided it was time for Arwen to return to Revendell a few months later. Arwen and I wove a story about me marrying a young maiden called Faire. We told everyone that I was going to live as a Ranger, and leave you in Rivendell with Arwen.
'So Arwen is your real mother. You have elf blood in you.'
Elenea stared. 'Why did you keep this from me?' she choked.
'I am sorry, Eli.'
'May I be left alone for a while? I need to think things through,' Elenea requested.
'Of course.' Aragorn stood, bowed and left the room.
So Arwen was truly her mother? When she had first heard it, it seemed quite far-fetched, but the more Elenea thought about it, the more sense it made.
Her thoughts were interuppted by a sharp pain in her shoulder and intense dizziness. She had lost much blood. She needed to tell Aragorn something before it was too late.
Author's Note: That's all you get for now! I already have the sixth chapter written, but I want to see what you all think of these three chapters. A BIG Thank You to all my wonderful reviewers! Sorry if I forgot to mention anyone in my 'beginning of the chapters' thank yous! Thanks for reading!