AN: if the last chappie confused you at all with that whole talk with a/a
during their wedding dance..just read my fic, A Mischievous Midsummers
Eve..that will explain all
I don't own lotr
As the joyful music played at the reception of King Elessar and Queen Undomiel couples began to drag their reluctant lover out to the floor. One of them being Eowyn and Faramir. Legolas laughed heartily as he watched the sheildmaiden pull the young steward out to the floor.
"You love me don't you?" Eowyn teased with a smile as she pulled at his arms.
"Of course I do love. But you know I can't dance." Faramir protested.
Eowyn huffed, "You can too dance! The grace you have in swordplay could only be achieved by being talented in dance. You my Lord Faramir are just too shy." She gave his arms a sharp tug as she got him on the dance ground, "If you are to be with a woman of the Rohirrm you need to be more outgoing."
Faramir gave her a cocky grin, "Outgoing? Or just crazy?"
The White Lady scowled, but paid no mind since they were dancing.
Maranwe and Arwen turned abruptly as they felt a tap on each of their shoulders. They found Merry and Pippin standing behind their chairs shyly.
"Hello Pip, Merry." Maranwe spoke, nodding to each of them, "You two having fun?"
"Yes!" Pippin spoke quickly.
There was a slight pause before Merry said, "Um-- Pippin and I-were wondering-"
"If-if-wecouldhavethisdance!" the young Took blurted out as both of their cheeks turned bright red in embarrassment.
Merry suddenly snapped his head up looking to Aragorn, "That is if Strider-er Aragorn-er King Ele-His majesty wouldn't mind being separated from his new bride."
Maranwe and Arwen turned to each other and smiled, "We would be delighted!"
The carefree and happy Merry and Pippin returned. Their faces lit up as huge smiles adorned their faces.
Merry looked to Aragorn again, "Is that all right with His majesty."
Aragorn laughed, "Please Merry. Aragorn or Strider is fine. Moreover, yes, go and dance with Arwen. That is her decision, not mine." Merry nodded.
Arwen turned to her husband and kissed him on the cheek, "I will return shortly my love." She spoke close to his face.
Aragorn grinned and kissed her on the mouth, "Go and dance. Master Meridoc will not wait forever."
Arwen smiled and her and Maranwe took Merry and Pippin's hands and they went out to the dance floor.
"Well that is not something you see everyday." Legolas said. Aragorn laughed as Legolas continued, "It is quite a sight to see to hobbits spinning around the dance floor with two elvish maidens, twice their size." Aragorn nodded and picked up his mug of ale to drink.
Unexpectedly Eomer appeared behind them and spoke loudly, "Well ONE of them wont be a maiden for much longer." He said with a wink to the groom.
Aragorn choked on his beer and sputtered the drink back into the mug, coughing at Eomer's sudden words.
The King of Rohan and Legolas laughed, "Aragorn." Legolas spoke, "Backwashing into your glass is not the most proper manner for your wedding."
Aragorn gave a slight grin, "I beg your pardon. But Eomer's words were a little-out of the blur."
Eomer laughed rowdily and clapped his fellow king on the back. Aragorn smiled and noticed that the King of the Mark had already had a little too much to drink, even so early in the party.
"It's all good Aragorn my friend. It is obvious that you love her. Therefore, everything will go fine. If ya' know what I mean?" Legolas gave Aragorn an amused grin, obviously catching onto Eomer's slightly intoxicated state.
"Yes. Of course Eomer." Aragorn said, slightly embarrassed by Eomer's openness on the subject.
The Lord of the Mark pulled out a chair and fell onto the seat, "Now Aragorn, " he said, pointing a sluggish finger towards him, "By my educated guess, you're gonna leave during the party?" he gave the king a nudge with his elbow, "A little impatient are we eh'? Now, let me give you a word of advice." he then spoke with slurred speech, "There are different ways you can-"
"EOMER!" Aragorn said quickly, not wanting to hear any more on the matter. He did not need anyone else's advice on his and Arwen's plans for that night. When the time came they would both be ready. The king placed a hand on his drunken friends shoulder, "As much as I appreciate your help, shouldn't you be paying attention to your sister? For I believe she is dancing with the young steward right now."
Eomer darted lazy eyes around until he spotted his sister on the dance floor, "FARAMIR!" he yelled groggily, "GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER!"
Aragorn was relieved as he watched Eomer stumble towards the couple. "Will you be all right?" Legolas asked.
Aragorn nodded, "Yes. I just hope Faramir sees Eomer before it's too late."
There ya go another chappie..i got another one on the way.maybe 2.cant member.but then ill need your guys help!!!!
I don't own lotr
As the joyful music played at the reception of King Elessar and Queen Undomiel couples began to drag their reluctant lover out to the floor. One of them being Eowyn and Faramir. Legolas laughed heartily as he watched the sheildmaiden pull the young steward out to the floor.
"You love me don't you?" Eowyn teased with a smile as she pulled at his arms.
"Of course I do love. But you know I can't dance." Faramir protested.
Eowyn huffed, "You can too dance! The grace you have in swordplay could only be achieved by being talented in dance. You my Lord Faramir are just too shy." She gave his arms a sharp tug as she got him on the dance ground, "If you are to be with a woman of the Rohirrm you need to be more outgoing."
Faramir gave her a cocky grin, "Outgoing? Or just crazy?"
The White Lady scowled, but paid no mind since they were dancing.
Maranwe and Arwen turned abruptly as they felt a tap on each of their shoulders. They found Merry and Pippin standing behind their chairs shyly.
"Hello Pip, Merry." Maranwe spoke, nodding to each of them, "You two having fun?"
"Yes!" Pippin spoke quickly.
There was a slight pause before Merry said, "Um-- Pippin and I-were wondering-"
"If-if-wecouldhavethisdance!" the young Took blurted out as both of their cheeks turned bright red in embarrassment.
Merry suddenly snapped his head up looking to Aragorn, "That is if Strider-er Aragorn-er King Ele-His majesty wouldn't mind being separated from his new bride."
Maranwe and Arwen turned to each other and smiled, "We would be delighted!"
The carefree and happy Merry and Pippin returned. Their faces lit up as huge smiles adorned their faces.
Merry looked to Aragorn again, "Is that all right with His majesty."
Aragorn laughed, "Please Merry. Aragorn or Strider is fine. Moreover, yes, go and dance with Arwen. That is her decision, not mine." Merry nodded.
Arwen turned to her husband and kissed him on the cheek, "I will return shortly my love." She spoke close to his face.
Aragorn grinned and kissed her on the mouth, "Go and dance. Master Meridoc will not wait forever."
Arwen smiled and her and Maranwe took Merry and Pippin's hands and they went out to the dance floor.
"Well that is not something you see everyday." Legolas said. Aragorn laughed as Legolas continued, "It is quite a sight to see to hobbits spinning around the dance floor with two elvish maidens, twice their size." Aragorn nodded and picked up his mug of ale to drink.
Unexpectedly Eomer appeared behind them and spoke loudly, "Well ONE of them wont be a maiden for much longer." He said with a wink to the groom.
Aragorn choked on his beer and sputtered the drink back into the mug, coughing at Eomer's sudden words.
The King of Rohan and Legolas laughed, "Aragorn." Legolas spoke, "Backwashing into your glass is not the most proper manner for your wedding."
Aragorn gave a slight grin, "I beg your pardon. But Eomer's words were a little-out of the blur."
Eomer laughed rowdily and clapped his fellow king on the back. Aragorn smiled and noticed that the King of the Mark had already had a little too much to drink, even so early in the party.
"It's all good Aragorn my friend. It is obvious that you love her. Therefore, everything will go fine. If ya' know what I mean?" Legolas gave Aragorn an amused grin, obviously catching onto Eomer's slightly intoxicated state.
"Yes. Of course Eomer." Aragorn said, slightly embarrassed by Eomer's openness on the subject.
The Lord of the Mark pulled out a chair and fell onto the seat, "Now Aragorn, " he said, pointing a sluggish finger towards him, "By my educated guess, you're gonna leave during the party?" he gave the king a nudge with his elbow, "A little impatient are we eh'? Now, let me give you a word of advice." he then spoke with slurred speech, "There are different ways you can-"
"EOMER!" Aragorn said quickly, not wanting to hear any more on the matter. He did not need anyone else's advice on his and Arwen's plans for that night. When the time came they would both be ready. The king placed a hand on his drunken friends shoulder, "As much as I appreciate your help, shouldn't you be paying attention to your sister? For I believe she is dancing with the young steward right now."
Eomer darted lazy eyes around until he spotted his sister on the dance floor, "FARAMIR!" he yelled groggily, "GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER!"
Aragorn was relieved as he watched Eomer stumble towards the couple. "Will you be all right?" Legolas asked.
Aragorn nodded, "Yes. I just hope Faramir sees Eomer before it's too late."
There ya go another chappie..i got another one on the way.maybe 2.cant member.but then ill need your guys help!!!!