Six weeks pasted, but it seemed more like an eternity. It almost seemed as tedious as the journey home from Rivendell, only this time, I had someone to talk to. Ada would visit me often, since it was very hard to get me to come out in the open. He did seem genuinely concerned about me, though he did not agree with me. He was still set on having me to the undying lands with my people. Most of the time I spent in my room was spent dreaming about what it would be like if I did not do as ada wished and did marry Aragorn. But then I would shake myself back to reality, and drown my sorrows away like the river over which we met.
ada sighed as he entered my room. I looked up, tears slowly forming on the edge of my eyelid. Why are you torturing yourself like this.
I looked at him with a puzzled expression. The last thing I would ever consider to call it was torture. I.... was wondering if you heard any news of the fellowship yet?
he replied quickly. I had a feeling he knew that was coming. I have heard nothing, nor have foreseen anything. He glanced at my disappointed face. I'm sorry, he added. I would tell you if I knew anything, but I don't.
I laid my head against his side, trying to hold back tears until he was away. I remembered Aragorn's words: Don't weep,' and I didn't.
Love is costly, Arwen. You will soon learn that.
I know that already, ada, I replied. And I do know the price. I stared down at the floor. I could see my reflection staring back at me.
he said to me gently. I continued to look away. Look at me, he continued, and cupped my chin in his fingers, forcing my head upward. It's as if you haven't even noticed that he is a mortal man. Soon, he shall be dead, lost forever. And you will have the rest of your life to grieve, wandering the forests alone. You could abandon that fate, and come to the undying lands, like the rest of the elves.....
But then I would be abandoning Aragorn! I just can't leave him.
Ada got up and looked into my eyes, as though he was trying to see right through me. Then, without another word he got up and left.
As soon as he was gone, the tears began to form again. I laid back on my bed, looking at the celling. My tears spilled over the edge of my eyelid, soaking my flushed face. I closed my eyes slowly, looking for a sign.... anything at all! Then, I felt a surge of pain in my heart. I didn't know what it meant, but something must have happened. Ada may know, but he does not see everything. I knew I would not get anywhere just sitting her, so I got up and went to find ada again.
