A/N; A new chapter, Yay! I didn't think about really continuing this story until I saw how many reviews I'd gotten on it. Glad you guys like it so much! I'm so so sorry it's short, but I promise a lot more in the future.

Elegant Couture

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"He knows.." He whispered as he let his head sink into his hands. They had spoken of what would happen when Elrond discovered their relationship, but it had only been spoken once for it had greatly upset Arwen. They both had realized that Elrond would demand Estel's leave. She felt a sob tug at her throat and she quickly stood from the bed and crossed to a window.

"Stay with me.." She whispered breathlessly, and then turned back to look at him. He frowned as he looked up at her, and responded softly. "Arwen.. I could never leave you."

"No," she murmured as she walked back to him with graceful strides, her soft hands rest upon his scruffy cheeks, "Stay with me tonight." He rose sharply and away from her, as if burned by her touch.

"Do not ask that of me. Do not.."

"But I must.. You know what shall come next. He shall.." She choked on her tears, but swallowed them valiantly as she faced him, "He shall ask you to leave."

The tears shimmering in her enchanting eyes nearly undid him. At that moment, he could have given her anything she asked.. Anything at all. But this..

"I cannot dishonor you and your family, meleth nin." He came forward to her and hesitantly grasped her hands. "I am going to marry you, Arwen Undomiel. Then we will consummate our love, only then."

Without warning she leaned up and kissed him passionately. His body responded before he could rationalize it, and his arms were wrapped around her and crushing her small frame to his larger one. She whimpered against his lips, and he groaned as their tongues brushed against each other, battling for domination. But she submitted, her hands gripping to his back, one daring to brush through his brown locks.

"Arwen.." He groaned as he pulled back from her, and the sight of her flushed cheeks and swollen lips nearly unraveled his resolve. "I must leave, right now.." He whispered to her. "Come, I shall tuck you into bed." She could give no response as he guided her to the bed, carefully not to touch her any more than he could control himself with. She eased herself into bed and, with a quick hand, had grabbed his arm and attempted to pull him down with her. He caught himself as he leaned over her, her lips just a hair's breadth from hers. She moved her chin up, so that her lips brushed against his softly. He groaned again, one hand moving to brush against the tip of her ear. But as she deepened the kiss, he rose and pulled the covers of her. "Good night, Undomiel." He placed a kiss upon her brow before hastily exiting her room.

And that was indeed Aragorn's last night in Imladris. The next day he had taken his leave after Elrond told him coldly that he would never accept a love between Estel and Arwen if Estel could not give his daughter the future she deserved. In other words, he had to live up to his blood, he had to reclaim the Throne of Gondor.

He lay stretched out, staring at the stars. He could hear the gentle snoring of Gandalf and a small amount of peace warmed his heart at the memory of the Evenstar. The light from her star seemed to glow over him, as if lulling him to sleep where dreams of her would grace his minds eye. He rolled over, the hard ground that made up his bed seeming to melt away as his eyes slid closed and he could have sworn he felt her lips over his, that tingle shooting down his spine as he sighed.

When he awoke the next morning, Gandalf was already awake and preparing a breakfast. The warm smell of his pipe comforted Aragorn's raging emotions. He had dreamt of her all night and woke with disappointment at not having her by his side.

"I have some news for you, my friend." Aragorn's eyebrows arched as he rose to a sitting position, his hands dangling between his knees.

"And what would that be?"

"I shall be making for the Shire. It is Bilbo's one hundred and eleventh birthday and it shall be a party of some wonder." Gandalf gazed amusedly at his traveling companion as a light flashed in his eyes. Everyone that encountered Bilbo adored him. "And, we shall be making for the halflings by way of Rivendell. I have some business with Lord Elrond.. I should understand if you wish not to accompany me."

"No.. No. I shall certainly go with you my friend. I do desire to see Bilbo again and.. My home."

Aragorn's going to Rivendell! Hurrah. I'm sorry that this was kind of short.. I just wanted to see where it's going. Please review and thanks SO much to everyone who has! I love you guys!