Chapter 6
Galadwen held her husband's hand tightly, she hated to deceive Maranwe but she saw no other way to get her to talk to Elladan. They had managed to talk they're old friend in to joining them for a walk in the forest, something Maranwe jumped at, anything to get away from Arwen's suspicious stare. Maranwe smiled for the first time since Elladan's arrival, it was good to get away from the others and be with her two friends.
"Manke naa lye autien?" She eyed them both in turn.
*Where are we going?*
Galadwen panicked that Maranwe might be on to them and tightened her grip on Legolas, making him wince slightly. He pulled away his hand and placed it in her back.
"We simply thought you might enjoy a walk, you know to get away from it all." Legolas smiled at Maranwe, who continued to walk. The ground was coated in foliage and small animals busy storing for the winter.
"Get away from all what?" She suddenly stopped, a frown set on her brow. Galadwen, realizing that Legolas was not supposed to know, placed her heel on his toes and pressed down slightly.
"Will you stop doing that!" He moved away from his wife and went to stand beside Maranwe.
"You told him?" She looked at Galadwen hurt that she had betrayed her confidence.
Legolas shook his head. "Elladan told me himself, before Galadwen even knew I assure you."
"Oh and I suppose you all had a great laugh over it." She looked at the ground extremely hurt.
"No Maranwe, he simply confided in me as a friend. There was no joke especially not at your expense." Legolas took her hand in his as he spoke to her. His eyes flew to Galadwen's as she nodded behind him, letting him know it was their time to leave. He went to his wife's side and started walking back towards the castle.
"Manke naa lle autien?" Maranwe cried, confused at what was going on.
*Where are you going?*
"Maranwe."
She turned round sharply only to come face to face with Elladan.
"Mani uma lle merna?" *What do you want
She scowled at him before turning back to her Ëfriends" who were now nowhere to be seen.
"Cormamin lindua ele lle" He smiled at her warmly before moving closer to her.
*My heart sings to see thee*
As he did this, she took a step backwards, her face set in a frown. Why couldn't he just leave her alone? Even if his feelings were true, why couldn't he have kept them to himself?
"Maranwe please just hear me out." He took her hand in his. Her first reaction was to pull it away, but as his fingers began to stroke over her soft skin she felt a sudden rush of blood flood her cheeks.
"I cannot help the way I feel for you, it is beyond my control now. I know that it must seem sudden to you, and maybe it is, but I know now, I know that I have always loved you." He paused and looked sadly at her. "I am set to leave these shores, Elrohir and myself. We are to leave for Valinor ere the year has passed."
Maranwe couldn't believe what he was saying, after all this time he was now going to leave.
"Why now? Why tell me this now?"
Elladan looked deep in to her eyes and brought her hand to rest over his heart. Maranwe still could not bring herself to move her hand away. "Because my decision to leave is now yours. I would stay here with you if you would but ask it of me, but If you can not ask it of me, if you can not love me the way that I love you, then I must leave these lands or the shadow of my broken heart shall take me".
Elladan's words touched Maranwe deep inside, frightening her greatly. She could not, would not decide his fate for him. She still didn't even know how she felt for the son of Elrond. All she wanted was for things to go back to the way they were, she did not need this burden he had placed upon her.
She abruptly pulled her hand away from him, hoping that he would not notice the tears that were welling in her eyes, and looked at him with a look of hurt, anger and pride, suddenly remembering all the other maidens he had spoken beautiful words to.
"cormle naa lost" She turned in time to hide the tears that came streaming down her face.
*You heart is empty*
Maranwe walked away from Elladan, leaving him heart broken and defeated. He could do nothing but watch after the woman he loved, with no choice but to let her go and except his eternal heart ache. He wasn't going to give up on her yet.
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Arwen smiled as she watched her husband in secret. Aragorn sat at a desk, cleaning his sword with a piece of red cloth. Her smile left as she thought about his hunting trip, she knew he would not be away for long, but she still missed his warmth at night.
"Iire lle auta?" She stepped in to the room and sat on the desk
*When do you leave*
Aragorn smiled up at his wife and winked at her. "Tomorrow morning, we leave at first light." He did not notice the sorrow in her eyes as he looked back down at Anduril, a smile of love on his face.
After a few minutes of silence Arwen brought her hand to brush over the back of his head.
"Tula rath" She seductively stroked the nape of his neck and spoke in velvet tones.
*Coming to bed?*
"Ale' amin tela sinome"
*After I finish here*
He continued to clean his pride and joy, making sure it look immaculate. Arwen frowned at him in disbelief. If truth be told, she was already slightly angry at him for leaving her to go hunting, and now she felt her anger grew deeper as he preferred to tend his sword rather then his wife.
"Would you two like to be alone?" She stood abruptly, her silken voice now deepened in anger.
Aragorn laughed, which just infuriated her more.
"I am sorry mela nin." He stood and placed Anduril back its sheath and fastened it to his belt. He took his wife in his arms and ran his fingers over her pointed ear, making her instantly shudder.
'Damn him!' She thought as his lips found her neck. She hated how she could never stay angry at him for long.
"When I get back I promise I will make it up to you."
He kissed each side of her neck in turn between words. "Any...way-you- want."
Arwen smiled at all of the ideas now flooding her mind. "Even wear the rang- "
"Any thing but that!" He rested his fore head on hers and they both laughed. Aragorn moved away from her to the door, holding out his hand.
"Tula rath?" He winked, making her smile spread even wider.
*Coming to bed*
Galadwen held her husband's hand tightly, she hated to deceive Maranwe but she saw no other way to get her to talk to Elladan. They had managed to talk they're old friend in to joining them for a walk in the forest, something Maranwe jumped at, anything to get away from Arwen's suspicious stare. Maranwe smiled for the first time since Elladan's arrival, it was good to get away from the others and be with her two friends.
"Manke naa lye autien?" She eyed them both in turn.
*Where are we going?*
Galadwen panicked that Maranwe might be on to them and tightened her grip on Legolas, making him wince slightly. He pulled away his hand and placed it in her back.
"We simply thought you might enjoy a walk, you know to get away from it all." Legolas smiled at Maranwe, who continued to walk. The ground was coated in foliage and small animals busy storing for the winter.
"Get away from all what?" She suddenly stopped, a frown set on her brow. Galadwen, realizing that Legolas was not supposed to know, placed her heel on his toes and pressed down slightly.
"Will you stop doing that!" He moved away from his wife and went to stand beside Maranwe.
"You told him?" She looked at Galadwen hurt that she had betrayed her confidence.
Legolas shook his head. "Elladan told me himself, before Galadwen even knew I assure you."
"Oh and I suppose you all had a great laugh over it." She looked at the ground extremely hurt.
"No Maranwe, he simply confided in me as a friend. There was no joke especially not at your expense." Legolas took her hand in his as he spoke to her. His eyes flew to Galadwen's as she nodded behind him, letting him know it was their time to leave. He went to his wife's side and started walking back towards the castle.
"Manke naa lle autien?" Maranwe cried, confused at what was going on.
*Where are you going?*
"Maranwe."
She turned round sharply only to come face to face with Elladan.
"Mani uma lle merna?" *What do you want
She scowled at him before turning back to her Ëfriends" who were now nowhere to be seen.
"Cormamin lindua ele lle" He smiled at her warmly before moving closer to her.
*My heart sings to see thee*
As he did this, she took a step backwards, her face set in a frown. Why couldn't he just leave her alone? Even if his feelings were true, why couldn't he have kept them to himself?
"Maranwe please just hear me out." He took her hand in his. Her first reaction was to pull it away, but as his fingers began to stroke over her soft skin she felt a sudden rush of blood flood her cheeks.
"I cannot help the way I feel for you, it is beyond my control now. I know that it must seem sudden to you, and maybe it is, but I know now, I know that I have always loved you." He paused and looked sadly at her. "I am set to leave these shores, Elrohir and myself. We are to leave for Valinor ere the year has passed."
Maranwe couldn't believe what he was saying, after all this time he was now going to leave.
"Why now? Why tell me this now?"
Elladan looked deep in to her eyes and brought her hand to rest over his heart. Maranwe still could not bring herself to move her hand away. "Because my decision to leave is now yours. I would stay here with you if you would but ask it of me, but If you can not ask it of me, if you can not love me the way that I love you, then I must leave these lands or the shadow of my broken heart shall take me".
Elladan's words touched Maranwe deep inside, frightening her greatly. She could not, would not decide his fate for him. She still didn't even know how she felt for the son of Elrond. All she wanted was for things to go back to the way they were, she did not need this burden he had placed upon her.
She abruptly pulled her hand away from him, hoping that he would not notice the tears that were welling in her eyes, and looked at him with a look of hurt, anger and pride, suddenly remembering all the other maidens he had spoken beautiful words to.
"cormle naa lost" She turned in time to hide the tears that came streaming down her face.
*You heart is empty*
Maranwe walked away from Elladan, leaving him heart broken and defeated. He could do nothing but watch after the woman he loved, with no choice but to let her go and except his eternal heart ache. He wasn't going to give up on her yet.
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Arwen smiled as she watched her husband in secret. Aragorn sat at a desk, cleaning his sword with a piece of red cloth. Her smile left as she thought about his hunting trip, she knew he would not be away for long, but she still missed his warmth at night.
"Iire lle auta?" She stepped in to the room and sat on the desk
*When do you leave*
Aragorn smiled up at his wife and winked at her. "Tomorrow morning, we leave at first light." He did not notice the sorrow in her eyes as he looked back down at Anduril, a smile of love on his face.
After a few minutes of silence Arwen brought her hand to brush over the back of his head.
"Tula rath" She seductively stroked the nape of his neck and spoke in velvet tones.
*Coming to bed?*
"Ale' amin tela sinome"
*After I finish here*
He continued to clean his pride and joy, making sure it look immaculate. Arwen frowned at him in disbelief. If truth be told, she was already slightly angry at him for leaving her to go hunting, and now she felt her anger grew deeper as he preferred to tend his sword rather then his wife.
"Would you two like to be alone?" She stood abruptly, her silken voice now deepened in anger.
Aragorn laughed, which just infuriated her more.
"I am sorry mela nin." He stood and placed Anduril back its sheath and fastened it to his belt. He took his wife in his arms and ran his fingers over her pointed ear, making her instantly shudder.
'Damn him!' She thought as his lips found her neck. She hated how she could never stay angry at him for long.
"When I get back I promise I will make it up to you."
He kissed each side of her neck in turn between words. "Any...way-you- want."
Arwen smiled at all of the ideas now flooding her mind. "Even wear the rang- "
"Any thing but that!" He rested his fore head on hers and they both laughed. Aragorn moved away from her to the door, holding out his hand.
"Tula rath?" He winked, making her smile spread even wider.
*Coming to bed*