A/N: Do I own Lord of the Rings?? Nope. W8... double checks nope, still
don't own it!!
Sorry if I took 2 long 2 update, have been SUPER busy lately!!! Please 4give me cuz I love u all!!!!
Response 2 reviewers:
moonbeams-stardust: Yea they story is a little bittersweet, but it gets less bitter and more sweet towards the end. Hope u like it!!!
Queen Arwen: Lol yes, it is nice 2 get inside the head of a guy, cuz u never know what they think of (besides sex & naked ladies!!). I thought the chapter was crappy cuz I wrote it in less than 10 minutes. This chapter will b much more happier, I promise!!
viviana: Sry, don't beg!! The new chapter's already up, and its going 2 b better than ever!!
Taraisilwen: I h8 it when ur confused, cuz its confusing!! U shouldn't like 2 c Aragorn suffer, its not nice 2 c hot guyz suffer!!!
future-angel: So glad u liked the chapter, this one is even better!!
Aniron-Undomiel: Thanx!! I'll check it out!!
BebegurlPR: I'll try not 2 leave u all hanging!! I'm grounded from the computer 4 a while so I might not update 4 a while, but don't worry, I'll try and sneak on as much as I can!!
Now on with the story!!!
It was over. Finally over. Sauron had been destroyed and the fellowship had reunited in Minas Tirith. Every man and child in Gondor were celebrating happily and every woman wept for joy for the Earth was rid of evil forever. Every single person was happy. Every single person except for one. Me.
It was a few days after Sauron's defeat, and I should have been celebrating, but I wasn't. All I could think about was Arwen, and the vision that I had at Pellanor. I stayed locked up in my room, just holding the evenstar pendant she had given to me and staring at it. I had cried until I could cry no more. No tears would fall from my eyes nor no sobs escape my throat.
I couldn't live like this...
I had chosen to become King of Gondor, and it was the day of my ceremony. I felt awkward in the ceremonial King outfit that I had to wear. Ranger's clothing would have been more comfortable, but I guess I would have to just get used to it.
I knelt down on the stone steps of the palace as Gandalf placed the heavy crown upon my head. It would take a while to get used to being a King of my own country. I stood up and turned around and everyone started to clap. I held up my hands and smiled.
"This day does not belong to one man but to all. Let us together rebuild this world that we may share in the days of peace."
More clapping erupted and I softly sang the song that my forefather Elendil sang when he first came to Middle Earth.
"Et Eärello Endorenna utúlien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar- metta."
The crowd was silenced as I walked through them, smiling at them as I went. I saw Eowyn, Eomer and Faramir bowing to me and I nodded my head in thanks to them.
I came to a group of elves at the end. Legolas was in front of them and he approached me and I put my hand on his shoulder and smiled.
"Hannon le," I told him.
He just smiled slyly and stepped back. I saw Elrond standing behind him and he also had the same smile on his face. An elf holding a banner was next to him and I did not see the person's face, until she revealed it. And I saw that it was her...
My Evenstar had come back to me.
She was clad in a light green dress and a beautiful silver headdress. She smiled at me with love and affection, and hesitantly stepped forward towards me. I just stared at her with disbelief and love. How could it be? The vision told me that she was dead, but she wasn't. She was right here, in front of me.
Finally, we were face to face and she handed me the banner, which I took, studied for a minute and handed it to a woman in the crowd for her to hold on to. Arwen bowed her head and I placed my finger underneath her chin and tilted it up. Her eyes met mine, and they were glistening with tears.
I felt my eyes fill with tears also as my mouth crashed onto hers in a deep and passionate kiss. She let out a small yelp of surprise, but returned it and I spun her around, safely locked in my embrace. I gently set her down and she stroked the side of my face, wiping my tears of joy away. I had never felt so happy. Here I was, King of my own country, and she had come to be my queen. We would spend the rest of our lives together in our city.
"I love you Estel. My King," Arwen whispered.
I smiled. "And I love you too, my Evening Star."
She smiled and stepped back, turning to an elf with a small bundle in her hands. Arwen took the bundle and held it gently as if it would break if she loosened her grip. Tears fell from her eyes and streamed down her face.
"Do you remember our last night together Estel?" Arwen asked.
"Of course I do," I smiled. "It was the most wonderful night of my life."
She smiled and stepped towards me and showed me the bundle. She pulled back part of the blanket and I saw a tiny baby's face, sleeping. The baby stirred and it opened her eyes and I gasped. Her eyes...they were the same exact color as mine.
I felt tears well up in my eyes again and I looked up at Arwen in disbelief. She just smiled. "Aragorn, welcome your two month old daughter, Gilraen." ((A/N I know that Eldarion was their first born, but w/e.))
A tear slipped from my eye at the sound of my mother's name being passed onto my daughter. Gilraen let out a soft coo and stared at me with curiosity. Her hair was as dark as her mothers and her skin was as fair as hers too. She had her lips and nose, but she definitely had my eyes, the same green blue color.
I gently took her from her mother's embrace, which caused her to cry out in surprise, but soon settled as she was nestled in my arms. The crowd let out a thunderous applause, which did not frighten her at all. I smiled and as soon as the applause faded away, I made an announcement.
"Citizens of Gondor, please welcome your new princess, Gilraen." More applause came and I looked down at the tiny figure in my arms who was tugging at my chainmail. She looked up at me and smiled and cooed. I grinned and kissed her forehead and looked up at her mother, who was smiling, tears flooding down her cheeks.
That night, after the ceremonies, I got to tuck Gilraen into her crib. I set her down gently as she stuck her thumb in her mouth and stared up at me.
"She's truly a wonder, isn't she??"
I turned around and saw Arwen standing in the doorway. She smiled softly and I nodded.
"She is," I answered. "She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, aside from yourself of course."
Arwen smiled and came next to me and softly kissed my lips, then looked down at Gilraen, who was fast asleep, her tiny thumb in her mouth. I held Arwen in my arms and she held me back. We had only been gone a year, but it felt like an eternity. I was so glad to hold her in my arms again, to feel the familiar sensation of her kiss on my lips, to see her smile, to hear her laugh. And she was right here. And she would stay with me until the day I died.
Arwen smiled and kissed me again. "Are you coming to bed?"
I smiled. "In a minute."
She smiled and leaned over and kissed Gilraen's forehead, then walked out of the room into our bedroom, which was right across the hallway from Gilraen's nursery. I kissed Gilraen's forehead and walked out. Never had I seen such an amazing sight as my little Gilraen. She was so beautiful in so many ways, she was indescribable. And I could not wait to watch her grow up.
Sleep well Gilraen...
A/N Ok ok ok I know they did not have a baby during the War of the Ring, but the war only lasted a year so it would have been possible. Please give me some good (no flamers!!) reviews and I will give you a sad epilogue that you will never forget!!!
Sorry if I took 2 long 2 update, have been SUPER busy lately!!! Please 4give me cuz I love u all!!!!
Response 2 reviewers:
moonbeams-stardust: Yea they story is a little bittersweet, but it gets less bitter and more sweet towards the end. Hope u like it!!!
Queen Arwen: Lol yes, it is nice 2 get inside the head of a guy, cuz u never know what they think of (besides sex & naked ladies!!). I thought the chapter was crappy cuz I wrote it in less than 10 minutes. This chapter will b much more happier, I promise!!
viviana: Sry, don't beg!! The new chapter's already up, and its going 2 b better than ever!!
Taraisilwen: I h8 it when ur confused, cuz its confusing!! U shouldn't like 2 c Aragorn suffer, its not nice 2 c hot guyz suffer!!!
future-angel: So glad u liked the chapter, this one is even better!!
Aniron-Undomiel: Thanx!! I'll check it out!!
BebegurlPR: I'll try not 2 leave u all hanging!! I'm grounded from the computer 4 a while so I might not update 4 a while, but don't worry, I'll try and sneak on as much as I can!!
Now on with the story!!!
It was over. Finally over. Sauron had been destroyed and the fellowship had reunited in Minas Tirith. Every man and child in Gondor were celebrating happily and every woman wept for joy for the Earth was rid of evil forever. Every single person was happy. Every single person except for one. Me.
It was a few days after Sauron's defeat, and I should have been celebrating, but I wasn't. All I could think about was Arwen, and the vision that I had at Pellanor. I stayed locked up in my room, just holding the evenstar pendant she had given to me and staring at it. I had cried until I could cry no more. No tears would fall from my eyes nor no sobs escape my throat.
I couldn't live like this...
I had chosen to become King of Gondor, and it was the day of my ceremony. I felt awkward in the ceremonial King outfit that I had to wear. Ranger's clothing would have been more comfortable, but I guess I would have to just get used to it.
I knelt down on the stone steps of the palace as Gandalf placed the heavy crown upon my head. It would take a while to get used to being a King of my own country. I stood up and turned around and everyone started to clap. I held up my hands and smiled.
"This day does not belong to one man but to all. Let us together rebuild this world that we may share in the days of peace."
More clapping erupted and I softly sang the song that my forefather Elendil sang when he first came to Middle Earth.
"Et Eärello Endorenna utúlien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar- metta."
The crowd was silenced as I walked through them, smiling at them as I went. I saw Eowyn, Eomer and Faramir bowing to me and I nodded my head in thanks to them.
I came to a group of elves at the end. Legolas was in front of them and he approached me and I put my hand on his shoulder and smiled.
"Hannon le," I told him.
He just smiled slyly and stepped back. I saw Elrond standing behind him and he also had the same smile on his face. An elf holding a banner was next to him and I did not see the person's face, until she revealed it. And I saw that it was her...
My Evenstar had come back to me.
She was clad in a light green dress and a beautiful silver headdress. She smiled at me with love and affection, and hesitantly stepped forward towards me. I just stared at her with disbelief and love. How could it be? The vision told me that she was dead, but she wasn't. She was right here, in front of me.
Finally, we were face to face and she handed me the banner, which I took, studied for a minute and handed it to a woman in the crowd for her to hold on to. Arwen bowed her head and I placed my finger underneath her chin and tilted it up. Her eyes met mine, and they were glistening with tears.
I felt my eyes fill with tears also as my mouth crashed onto hers in a deep and passionate kiss. She let out a small yelp of surprise, but returned it and I spun her around, safely locked in my embrace. I gently set her down and she stroked the side of my face, wiping my tears of joy away. I had never felt so happy. Here I was, King of my own country, and she had come to be my queen. We would spend the rest of our lives together in our city.
"I love you Estel. My King," Arwen whispered.
I smiled. "And I love you too, my Evening Star."
She smiled and stepped back, turning to an elf with a small bundle in her hands. Arwen took the bundle and held it gently as if it would break if she loosened her grip. Tears fell from her eyes and streamed down her face.
"Do you remember our last night together Estel?" Arwen asked.
"Of course I do," I smiled. "It was the most wonderful night of my life."
She smiled and stepped towards me and showed me the bundle. She pulled back part of the blanket and I saw a tiny baby's face, sleeping. The baby stirred and it opened her eyes and I gasped. Her eyes...they were the same exact color as mine.
I felt tears well up in my eyes again and I looked up at Arwen in disbelief. She just smiled. "Aragorn, welcome your two month old daughter, Gilraen." ((A/N I know that Eldarion was their first born, but w/e.))
A tear slipped from my eye at the sound of my mother's name being passed onto my daughter. Gilraen let out a soft coo and stared at me with curiosity. Her hair was as dark as her mothers and her skin was as fair as hers too. She had her lips and nose, but she definitely had my eyes, the same green blue color.
I gently took her from her mother's embrace, which caused her to cry out in surprise, but soon settled as she was nestled in my arms. The crowd let out a thunderous applause, which did not frighten her at all. I smiled and as soon as the applause faded away, I made an announcement.
"Citizens of Gondor, please welcome your new princess, Gilraen." More applause came and I looked down at the tiny figure in my arms who was tugging at my chainmail. She looked up at me and smiled and cooed. I grinned and kissed her forehead and looked up at her mother, who was smiling, tears flooding down her cheeks.
That night, after the ceremonies, I got to tuck Gilraen into her crib. I set her down gently as she stuck her thumb in her mouth and stared up at me.
"She's truly a wonder, isn't she??"
I turned around and saw Arwen standing in the doorway. She smiled softly and I nodded.
"She is," I answered. "She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, aside from yourself of course."
Arwen smiled and came next to me and softly kissed my lips, then looked down at Gilraen, who was fast asleep, her tiny thumb in her mouth. I held Arwen in my arms and she held me back. We had only been gone a year, but it felt like an eternity. I was so glad to hold her in my arms again, to feel the familiar sensation of her kiss on my lips, to see her smile, to hear her laugh. And she was right here. And she would stay with me until the day I died.
Arwen smiled and kissed me again. "Are you coming to bed?"
I smiled. "In a minute."
She smiled and leaned over and kissed Gilraen's forehead, then walked out of the room into our bedroom, which was right across the hallway from Gilraen's nursery. I kissed Gilraen's forehead and walked out. Never had I seen such an amazing sight as my little Gilraen. She was so beautiful in so many ways, she was indescribable. And I could not wait to watch her grow up.
Sleep well Gilraen...
A/N Ok ok ok I know they did not have a baby during the War of the Ring, but the war only lasted a year so it would have been possible. Please give me some good (no flamers!!) reviews and I will give you a sad epilogue that you will never forget!!!