W8
AN: I am so glad that everyone liked that I took up writing this story again. It really is fun to write, but once again I have no idea where this story is going, so if you have any plot bunnies SEND THEM TO ME FOR THE SAKE OF THE SHIRE!!! :: takes deep breathe :: moving onto the next chapter!!!!
True Evenstar: I think you know who the voice is
Sareh: hee he, ya I was laughing at 'sword in sheath' too, and I wrote this! But about Maranwe and Legolas, I was originally thinking about having them get together. But then I got a better idea go here ( ) if you want to find out, my friend Sadie(bwitched83uk) and I co-wrote it
Last Evenstar: FULLY DETAILED WEAPON!! O jeez...that is most amusing
The Converted: don't throw spoons, its not very nice...:-p
Queen Arwen: im glad you like the conflict of honor thing, thank my cousin, its her story
Krystal: yes yes...he is VERY sexy...::drool::
Strawberry-kiwi: im glad this didn't happen to me either, that would suck _
Bwitched83uk: um...ok...im glad u like scones...I thought that would be kinda obvious, its like your most important character trait LOL!
Undomiel: I was one of your favorites?? 0_o im glad u like this so much!
ArwenEvenstarU: Yay! U are gonna keep reading!!
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Elladan and Elrohir swallowed nervously. They knew whom that voice belonged to, and by the looks of horror on the other guests' faces, this was not going to be pretty.
Elrohir put his palms together and looked to the sky, "Valar protect me." He whispered.
"I promise I will never steal Elrohir's poetry to read to elf maidens again, if you just let me live." Elladan prayed.
The twins gulped and slowly turned around to see the most horrifying of demons, the scariest of monsters, the one they had run screaming like little girls from when they were children—and full grown men. But lo! These were the sons of Elrond and they were going to stand their ground and run away no longer!
"Hello Arwen." Elladan squeaked. "Nice wedding you're having."
Arwen stood behind them with her hands on her hips, her face red with anger and embarrassment, "Elladan! Elrohir! What do you think you are doing?"
"Entertaining the guests?" Elrohir spoke, half guessing.
"What part of 'this story shall NEVER leave your mouths' did you not understand!!" she cried.
Maranwe's eyes bulged, "Then its true?"
Arwen turned to her best friend, "Yes it is true." She spoke exasperated.
"Then, you—I mean—you are not a vir-"
"Yes I am!!" Arwen exclaimed.
"There goes my theory on her not wearing white today." Eomer whispered to Faramir, who nodded in return.
The people at the table gave the Queen of Gondor a puzzled look, "But that doesn't make sense—"Eowyn spoke flustered, "The twins said that you and Aragorn—"she turned bright red and stopped herself from speaking any more, "I'll stop talking."
Arwen hid her face in her hands and shook her head; "No no no!" she stepped towards her occupied chair and shoved Elladan off it, leaving him on a heap on the ground. "Let me explain." She started, "The story they tell is true, EXCEPT-"she glared daggers at each of her brothers. "for the part about Aragorn and I—making love." Arwen blushed at the thought that within a few hours, her and Aragorn would be doing just that. She blinked and turned back to her guests.
"There is more to this story," she sighed, "Elladan and Elrohir just forgot to tell the rest."
"Now wait just a minute!" Elrohir exclaimed, "We did not forget! You interrupted us before we could finish!"
"Interrupted you doing what?" Aragorn spoke, who was now joining them from getting wine at the bar for him and Arwen.
Arwen took the glass that she was handed, "I interrupted them doing something that they swore they would never speak of again." She raised her eyebrow suggestively, hoping her husband would recall what she was speaking of.
Aragorn stared at her questionably for a minute until realization dawned on him--along with a bright shade of red across his cheeks. "You don't mean—"
"Yes I do mean." Arwen finished. She watched her king sit dumbfounded in the seat next to her which one of the twins quickly got up from; and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Turning to the faces staring at her she spoke, "As I was saying, my brothers did not finish the rest of the story." She took a sip of wine before continuing, "And even though I did not want anyone knowing this story in the first place I have no choice but to finish it, or you will all have the impression that I am some tavern wench."
"Arwen!" Maranwe exclaimed, appalled that she would say such a thing.
She was returned with a smile, "I was only fooling with you Maranwe." She turned to her husband and cocked her head worriedly, "Are you alright Aragorn?"
The King of Gondor was sitting with his face in his hands, "I—I don't know."
Arwen laughed merrily and pulled Aragorn's face towards her, pressing her lips against his own. Elladan and Elrohir exchanged glances, wondering why their sister had not killed them yet. She was hardly upset it seemed. Maybe her wedding had been the best time to tell this story to begin with.
"How about now?" Arwen asked when she pulled away, leaving her hands on the side of his face, brushing the stubble there gently.
Aragorn gave a weak smile, "A little better."
"Good." She took a deep breath and began to speak.
(A little while later------)
"So—you didn't---consummate?" Eowyn asked, hesitantly after Arwen had finished speaking.
"Right."
"Are you sure?" Eomer asked.
"I think I would know!" Arwen cried defensively.
"I still don't believe her." Elladan whispered to his brother.
Elrohir nodded in agreement, "I still think there is more to this story which we do not know."
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TBC
Do you think there is more to the story? Do you think that chapter sucked? I think it did, but I wanted to get something up for you guys, cause I don't like getting death threats in emails _ hee hee
AN: I am so glad that everyone liked that I took up writing this story again. It really is fun to write, but once again I have no idea where this story is going, so if you have any plot bunnies SEND THEM TO ME FOR THE SAKE OF THE SHIRE!!! :: takes deep breathe :: moving onto the next chapter!!!!
True Evenstar: I think you know who the voice is
Sareh: hee he, ya I was laughing at 'sword in sheath' too, and I wrote this! But about Maranwe and Legolas, I was originally thinking about having them get together. But then I got a better idea go here ( ) if you want to find out, my friend Sadie(bwitched83uk) and I co-wrote it
Last Evenstar: FULLY DETAILED WEAPON!! O jeez...that is most amusing
The Converted: don't throw spoons, its not very nice...:-p
Queen Arwen: im glad you like the conflict of honor thing, thank my cousin, its her story
Krystal: yes yes...he is VERY sexy...::drool::
Strawberry-kiwi: im glad this didn't happen to me either, that would suck _
Bwitched83uk: um...ok...im glad u like scones...I thought that would be kinda obvious, its like your most important character trait LOL!
Undomiel: I was one of your favorites?? 0_o im glad u like this so much!
ArwenEvenstarU: Yay! U are gonna keep reading!!
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Elladan and Elrohir swallowed nervously. They knew whom that voice belonged to, and by the looks of horror on the other guests' faces, this was not going to be pretty.
Elrohir put his palms together and looked to the sky, "Valar protect me." He whispered.
"I promise I will never steal Elrohir's poetry to read to elf maidens again, if you just let me live." Elladan prayed.
The twins gulped and slowly turned around to see the most horrifying of demons, the scariest of monsters, the one they had run screaming like little girls from when they were children—and full grown men. But lo! These were the sons of Elrond and they were going to stand their ground and run away no longer!
"Hello Arwen." Elladan squeaked. "Nice wedding you're having."
Arwen stood behind them with her hands on her hips, her face red with anger and embarrassment, "Elladan! Elrohir! What do you think you are doing?"
"Entertaining the guests?" Elrohir spoke, half guessing.
"What part of 'this story shall NEVER leave your mouths' did you not understand!!" she cried.
Maranwe's eyes bulged, "Then its true?"
Arwen turned to her best friend, "Yes it is true." She spoke exasperated.
"Then, you—I mean—you are not a vir-"
"Yes I am!!" Arwen exclaimed.
"There goes my theory on her not wearing white today." Eomer whispered to Faramir, who nodded in return.
The people at the table gave the Queen of Gondor a puzzled look, "But that doesn't make sense—"Eowyn spoke flustered, "The twins said that you and Aragorn—"she turned bright red and stopped herself from speaking any more, "I'll stop talking."
Arwen hid her face in her hands and shook her head; "No no no!" she stepped towards her occupied chair and shoved Elladan off it, leaving him on a heap on the ground. "Let me explain." She started, "The story they tell is true, EXCEPT-"she glared daggers at each of her brothers. "for the part about Aragorn and I—making love." Arwen blushed at the thought that within a few hours, her and Aragorn would be doing just that. She blinked and turned back to her guests.
"There is more to this story," she sighed, "Elladan and Elrohir just forgot to tell the rest."
"Now wait just a minute!" Elrohir exclaimed, "We did not forget! You interrupted us before we could finish!"
"Interrupted you doing what?" Aragorn spoke, who was now joining them from getting wine at the bar for him and Arwen.
Arwen took the glass that she was handed, "I interrupted them doing something that they swore they would never speak of again." She raised her eyebrow suggestively, hoping her husband would recall what she was speaking of.
Aragorn stared at her questionably for a minute until realization dawned on him--along with a bright shade of red across his cheeks. "You don't mean—"
"Yes I do mean." Arwen finished. She watched her king sit dumbfounded in the seat next to her which one of the twins quickly got up from; and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Turning to the faces staring at her she spoke, "As I was saying, my brothers did not finish the rest of the story." She took a sip of wine before continuing, "And even though I did not want anyone knowing this story in the first place I have no choice but to finish it, or you will all have the impression that I am some tavern wench."
"Arwen!" Maranwe exclaimed, appalled that she would say such a thing.
She was returned with a smile, "I was only fooling with you Maranwe." She turned to her husband and cocked her head worriedly, "Are you alright Aragorn?"
The King of Gondor was sitting with his face in his hands, "I—I don't know."
Arwen laughed merrily and pulled Aragorn's face towards her, pressing her lips against his own. Elladan and Elrohir exchanged glances, wondering why their sister had not killed them yet. She was hardly upset it seemed. Maybe her wedding had been the best time to tell this story to begin with.
"How about now?" Arwen asked when she pulled away, leaving her hands on the side of his face, brushing the stubble there gently.
Aragorn gave a weak smile, "A little better."
"Good." She took a deep breath and began to speak.
(A little while later------)
"So—you didn't---consummate?" Eowyn asked, hesitantly after Arwen had finished speaking.
"Right."
"Are you sure?" Eomer asked.
"I think I would know!" Arwen cried defensively.
"I still don't believe her." Elladan whispered to his brother.
Elrohir nodded in agreement, "I still think there is more to this story which we do not know."
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TBC
Do you think there is more to the story? Do you think that chapter sucked? I think it did, but I wanted to get something up for you guys, cause I don't like getting death threats in emails _ hee hee