Author's note: HUGE apologies for the long wait. I have been so busy with volleyball, but anyway..... apologies, apologies, apologies!



Dispite how tired I was, I kept riding into the night. No one else around me could feel the way I do. They were always so full of life, and never tired. I remember the feeling. I felt so motivated by the fact that soon I would be close to Aragorn, and remain close to him until I die. Untill I die.... I sounded so strange to me.

Arwen, you look hungry, said ada. I opened my mouth to say that I wasn't, but I just couldn't find the strength. I just shook my head.

Every day was the same once we had gotten past the first few days of travel. We would ride for hours with hardly any stops. I didn't mind, even though I was the only one they stopped for in the first place. I wouldn't have minded if we never stopped at all. The sooner we got to Minäs Tirith, the better. I'm sure I have said this enough, but I wanted to see Aragorn so badly it was beginning to make me ache inside. He was all I could think about. I knew that he was all I could think about for a long time now, but at this point, I was beginning to notice it more and more. I had nothing else to keep me accupied but the memory of his touch. The one thing that would drive me to keep pushing myself till the end of time. The tingling feeling that would follow every embrace. The sweet taste of his lips. The captivating warmth of his hand on my cheek and the desire in his eyes. That was my energy.

On our way to Gondor, many elves joined our party. They were all anticipating one thing..... The return of the King. Most of them were from Lothlorien. I got a chance to say farewell to my grandparents on the way. It was wonderful to see them one last time. Soon, we were only a mere two days away from Gondor, and I began to get more and more anxious. What will I do when I first see him? All my fantasies of that moment when I first lay eyes on him always had him seeing me and running to me, pulling me into his strong arms. But I doubted that was what he will do. I didn't know why I was so nervous about all this. I mean, he loves me, and I love him, so it shouldn't seem like some sort of test, always trying to figure out what comes next. But that was how it seemed. Maybe I should just let go of the subject all together and let whatever happens, just happen.
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When I finally saw the marvelous city that was Minäs Tirith for the first time, my heart started beating faster then it did the very first day I laid eyes on Aragorn in Rivendell. I looked up and saw thousands of people gathered in the courtyard. Once we were in the city, ada lent me his hand as I dismounted my horse, and walked through the many stories in the city. An elf handed me a silver banner to carry, and I accepted with shaking hands. Before it seemed like everything was happening too slow, but now it was all happening too fast. Ada handed me a light green dress to wear, and I quickly changed in a small hall alone before reappearing, completely ready. Well, not completely. I was still nervous. For a split second, I thought I might be doubting my love for Aragorn, but that was crazy. I was in love with Aragorn. If I was willing to give up my immortality to be with him, I have to love him more than life. I was just nervous, not doubtful. Sometimes you feel strange things when you love someone.

Once we were out in the courtyard, I felt like everything I had been hoping for, and pushing towards had come true. I began to breath softly as I heard Aragorn's voice rise over the crowd:

This day is not for only one man. This day is for all, for we have all played a part in the fight against evil. Let us stand together and rebuild this world. This will be the age of peace.

Everyone cheered as Aragorn fell silent. I closed my eyes, trying to remember each second, cherishing each one. I knew I would remember them forever. A smile spread across my face as I heard Aragorn begin to sing his coronation chant. I could feel myself blush for no reason. One he finished I could sense him approaching. He said something in elvish but I couldn't hear exactly what he said. I couldn't hear anything clearly but the pounding of my heart. I just kept my eyes glued in front of me. Slowly, I saw everyone in front of me part away, and for the first time in ages I looked into Aragorns eyes, and at that moment there was no doubt about anything, just love.

He walked toward me and I was drawn in as well. Even after all this time he could still take my breath away, for the second I felt his hand touch mine as he took the banner from my hands, I couldn't breathe. So I just looked down. His hand graced my chin, lifting my head up. He looked so confused. Maybe he thought I wasn't happy to see him. Maybe he knew I was nervous, and was wondering why. But why was I nervous. I looked into his eyes, and knew I had nothing to be nervous about.

His arms settled around me, pulling me towards him. My lips touched his, and everything finally fell into place. His lips were so gentle, and just as I remembered. I could feel the tip of his tongue on mine right before he pulled away. Those few second where he was just staring at me I couldn't stand. I guided my way back to him for one last kiss. I stroked his back softly, before we finally let each other go for a few moments. He reached forward and cupped his hands around my face, and I let my palm dance across his, smiling. I hugged him tightly, not wanting to ever let go. We smiled at each other as we touched each other's faces lovingly. It took a while for us to realize we weren't in our own world. He smiled at me and he clasped my hand and we walked together over to where the four hobbits stood. They quickly bowed down before Aragorn.

My friends, Aragorn said to them. You bow to no one. Then Aragorn and I bent down before the startled hobbits, and everyone did the same. Then we arose together, followed by everyone else, and walked across the courtyard. The crowd departed and the coronation was over. Once everyone was gone, we sat down one a bench in the courtyard alone with one another. He laid his hand on my knee, and I laughed softly.

What's so funny? he asked me.

Oh, just that I was so nervous about seeing you earlier.

How could you be nervous about seeing me? I love to Arwen. You know that.

I don't know. But now I know I was nervous for nothing. I have never been happier.

He laid another kiss on my lips.

Meldalë, Arwen, he whispered.

I shivered as he circled the edge of my lips.

I still can't believe you were nervous, he said.

You know why? I replied. It's because I'm in love. And I always will be. I love you Aragorn, more than you know.

I think I do know, he said. Because I love you just as much.

I smiled, blushing brightly. I leaned my head on Aragorn's shoulder, and he wrapped his arm around me, and we stayed that way as the sun set behind the mountains.