Coronation12
AN: glad everyone loved the reunion so much!! I hoped it was fluffy enough for all ur needs...and if it wasn't...then...there's much more fluff on the way!!
The guests had filed out of the Great Hall; and all that was left were five. Faramir and Eowyn stared blankly and slightly embarrassed at the sight before them. After a few moments, Eowyn nudged Maranwe next to her, "Are they always like that?" she whispered.
Maranwe felt a grin split her face, "Estel and Arwen? Yes, their reunions are always like this. They hate to be separated."
Faramir swallowed nervously, "Well you have a wonderful grasp of the obvious! Anyone who has been in the room with either of them for more than a moment can see that!"
They turned away from the couple as they heard the door to the Hall reopen and Elladan walk in. about to call out a loud hello; he was quickly hushed by Maranwe who pointed frantically to the couple a few feet from them. The Lord of Rivendell laughed quietly and said, "Well it looks like I lost the bet to Elrohir. Estel has the crown."
"Can they even hear us?" Eowyn asked.
"We are eight feet away from them!" Faramir exasperated, "Of course they can hear us!"
However, the Steward of Gondor could not be more wrong. For Aragorn and Arwen were in their own little world; filled with sweet nothings, kisses and smiles. Somewhere in the back of Arwen's mind, it occurred to her that she still had to bathe and change for the party. Nevertheless, the feel of Aragorn's arms around her waist and his mouth on her cheeks and lips made her forget about everything else.
"What happened Arwen? Why were you so late?" Aragorn asked, finally able to go a moment with kissing her,
Arwen pressed her lips against his before replying. "Elrohir's horse spooked and he had a huge gash on his head. Moreover, Father would not let me ride ahead. It was awful Estel, I had never been so mad at him in my life. I just wanted to be here in time. So Elladan and I snuck away last night." She then quickly summarized the events of finding the river and crossing it the finally the fast ride through Minas Tirith.
Aragorn smiled at the fact that this was the first time in years he had heard of Arwen disobeying her overpowering father, until a thought occurred to him. "You came with Elladan? Then where is he?"
"Yoo hoo! Over here Your Majesty!"
Aragorn swung his head and smiled at the sight of his foster brother, who gave him a quirky smile and waved his finger-mocking the new King of Gondor.
"Mae govaannen Estel." He said, "My foster brother ventures into the darkest lands, saves all of Middle-Earth and becomes a king-"Elladan paused before saying, "And all I did was escort my sister through Minas Tirith."
Arwen frowned, "Now Elladan, if it weren't for you I would probably still be riding with Elrohir and Father out there. I never would have gotten here in time if it weren't for you." She spoke placing an affectionate hand on his cheek.
Faramir cleared his throat, "Speaking of on time, I believe there is a banquet in about an hour that The Lady needs to prepare for."
Eowyn smiled and squeezed Faramir's hand, whispering quietly, "She isn't going to let you call her that Love."
"No I am not." Arwen spoke firmly. She walked over to Faramir and smiled, "Please call me Arwen." Faramir nodded and kissed the top of her hand politely.
"This is Faramir." Aragorn informed Arwen, "the Steward of Gondor and –now my most trusted advisor."
Arwen nodded knowingly, 'I had hear about the sons of Gondor back in Imladris. I had the honor of meeting your brother before he passed on, and I wanted to meet you as well." She gave the steward an assuring smile, "Now I have had that pleasure."
Faramir returned the gesture and smiled. He was amazed by Arwen-she was not at all what he had expected. He had seen very few elves and had become to believe that they were proper and said little. Legolas was the first elf he had ever spoken to and they had said very few words. Yet, here was Arwen-nearly elvish royalty and she was speaking to him as if he was an equal, even a friend. He could see why Aragorn had fallen so deeply in love with her; she cared for others. In addition, there was a certain light about her that shined in her eyes.
The Steward was broken from his thought as Maranwe spoke again, "I have sent some maids to draw a bath for you Arwen. You don't have any other clothes with you, so I don't know what you are going to wear-"
"I grabbed something." Elladan interrupted, "While my sister and I were still at camp." He pulled a bag off his shoulder and handed it to Arwen, "It managed to stay dry in the bag-I was amazed."
Arwen stared at her brother questionably and gently took the saddlebag from him. Peeking into the leather sack, she shrieked happily and jumped into her brothers' arms. "Elladan I do not know how to thank you."
Elladan smiled and spoke softly, "Then I took the right one?" he was answered with a smile and a nod.
Aragorn tilted his head, slightly confused, "What dress was it Arwen?" he asked stepping towards her.
Arwen gave him a playful smile and clutched the bag to her chest, "You cannot see it Estel.You have to see it on me first." She said with a wink.
"Come on Arwen." Maranwe spoke, smiling at the couple. "I will show you and Elladan to your rooms."
Arwen nodded and started to follow her childhood friend but felt a strong tug on her arm. She was whipped around to get a brief glimpse of Aragorn's face before the breath was sucked from her lungs. She squealed in surprise, and felt her knees go weak. Her heart felt giddy and shivers shot up and down her spine. Arwen blushed when Aragorn pulled away and gave her such a loving smile that she felt her heart melt.
"You weren't going to leave with a goodbye, were you?" Aragorn asked playfully. Arwen found she was too lost for words to answer; she just stared up at him with her big blue eyes. Aragorn laughed and gave he another quick kiss before gently pushing her to follow Maranwe. "Hurry back love."
AN: glad everyone loved the reunion so much!! I hoped it was fluffy enough for all ur needs...and if it wasn't...then...there's much more fluff on the way!!
The guests had filed out of the Great Hall; and all that was left were five. Faramir and Eowyn stared blankly and slightly embarrassed at the sight before them. After a few moments, Eowyn nudged Maranwe next to her, "Are they always like that?" she whispered.
Maranwe felt a grin split her face, "Estel and Arwen? Yes, their reunions are always like this. They hate to be separated."
Faramir swallowed nervously, "Well you have a wonderful grasp of the obvious! Anyone who has been in the room with either of them for more than a moment can see that!"
They turned away from the couple as they heard the door to the Hall reopen and Elladan walk in. about to call out a loud hello; he was quickly hushed by Maranwe who pointed frantically to the couple a few feet from them. The Lord of Rivendell laughed quietly and said, "Well it looks like I lost the bet to Elrohir. Estel has the crown."
"Can they even hear us?" Eowyn asked.
"We are eight feet away from them!" Faramir exasperated, "Of course they can hear us!"
However, the Steward of Gondor could not be more wrong. For Aragorn and Arwen were in their own little world; filled with sweet nothings, kisses and smiles. Somewhere in the back of Arwen's mind, it occurred to her that she still had to bathe and change for the party. Nevertheless, the feel of Aragorn's arms around her waist and his mouth on her cheeks and lips made her forget about everything else.
"What happened Arwen? Why were you so late?" Aragorn asked, finally able to go a moment with kissing her,
Arwen pressed her lips against his before replying. "Elrohir's horse spooked and he had a huge gash on his head. Moreover, Father would not let me ride ahead. It was awful Estel, I had never been so mad at him in my life. I just wanted to be here in time. So Elladan and I snuck away last night." She then quickly summarized the events of finding the river and crossing it the finally the fast ride through Minas Tirith.
Aragorn smiled at the fact that this was the first time in years he had heard of Arwen disobeying her overpowering father, until a thought occurred to him. "You came with Elladan? Then where is he?"
"Yoo hoo! Over here Your Majesty!"
Aragorn swung his head and smiled at the sight of his foster brother, who gave him a quirky smile and waved his finger-mocking the new King of Gondor.
"Mae govaannen Estel." He said, "My foster brother ventures into the darkest lands, saves all of Middle-Earth and becomes a king-"Elladan paused before saying, "And all I did was escort my sister through Minas Tirith."
Arwen frowned, "Now Elladan, if it weren't for you I would probably still be riding with Elrohir and Father out there. I never would have gotten here in time if it weren't for you." She spoke placing an affectionate hand on his cheek.
Faramir cleared his throat, "Speaking of on time, I believe there is a banquet in about an hour that The Lady needs to prepare for."
Eowyn smiled and squeezed Faramir's hand, whispering quietly, "She isn't going to let you call her that Love."
"No I am not." Arwen spoke firmly. She walked over to Faramir and smiled, "Please call me Arwen." Faramir nodded and kissed the top of her hand politely.
"This is Faramir." Aragorn informed Arwen, "the Steward of Gondor and –now my most trusted advisor."
Arwen nodded knowingly, 'I had hear about the sons of Gondor back in Imladris. I had the honor of meeting your brother before he passed on, and I wanted to meet you as well." She gave the steward an assuring smile, "Now I have had that pleasure."
Faramir returned the gesture and smiled. He was amazed by Arwen-she was not at all what he had expected. He had seen very few elves and had become to believe that they were proper and said little. Legolas was the first elf he had ever spoken to and they had said very few words. Yet, here was Arwen-nearly elvish royalty and she was speaking to him as if he was an equal, even a friend. He could see why Aragorn had fallen so deeply in love with her; she cared for others. In addition, there was a certain light about her that shined in her eyes.
The Steward was broken from his thought as Maranwe spoke again, "I have sent some maids to draw a bath for you Arwen. You don't have any other clothes with you, so I don't know what you are going to wear-"
"I grabbed something." Elladan interrupted, "While my sister and I were still at camp." He pulled a bag off his shoulder and handed it to Arwen, "It managed to stay dry in the bag-I was amazed."
Arwen stared at her brother questionably and gently took the saddlebag from him. Peeking into the leather sack, she shrieked happily and jumped into her brothers' arms. "Elladan I do not know how to thank you."
Elladan smiled and spoke softly, "Then I took the right one?" he was answered with a smile and a nod.
Aragorn tilted his head, slightly confused, "What dress was it Arwen?" he asked stepping towards her.
Arwen gave him a playful smile and clutched the bag to her chest, "You cannot see it Estel.You have to see it on me first." She said with a wink.
"Come on Arwen." Maranwe spoke, smiling at the couple. "I will show you and Elladan to your rooms."
Arwen nodded and started to follow her childhood friend but felt a strong tug on her arm. She was whipped around to get a brief glimpse of Aragorn's face before the breath was sucked from her lungs. She squealed in surprise, and felt her knees go weak. Her heart felt giddy and shivers shot up and down her spine. Arwen blushed when Aragorn pulled away and gave her such a loving smile that she felt her heart melt.
"You weren't going to leave with a goodbye, were you?" Aragorn asked playfully. Arwen found she was too lost for words to answer; she just stared up at him with her big blue eyes. Aragorn laughed and gave he another quick kiss before gently pushing her to follow Maranwe. "Hurry back love."