Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they belong to JRR Tolkien. I'd
wish to own a certain Ranger, however....
Arwen returned to her room after having been taking a long walk. The wind was blowing outside, and she felt quite tired, so she changed her clothes and put her white nightshift on her. She sighed softly and sat on the bed, deep in thought.
He was in her mind. Closing her eyes she sank back against the pillows. Suddenly there came a knock on the door. Knowing that it was her father, she pretended to be asleep. Her father, Lord Elrond, had questionalised her choice to become mortal for Estel's sake earlier during the evening, and she didn't want to confront him again.
She loved Estel so much it hurt when he was gone. And she knew how dangerous the wild was. On the other hand she also knew that Estel was more than capable of taking care of himself.
Soon she heard her father leave, and she rose up from her bed. Then she couldn't hold herself any longer. The tears begun to stream down her cheeks and sobbing violently she sank back to the bed. What if something had happened to him? What if he wouldn't come back, and she would never see him again? And then she cried silent tears for her mother. She would never see her again. What a bittersweet choice, she thought. But her mind and heart was set, she would never leave Estel's side. She cried herself asleep and then slept deep and peacefully, after having poured out all her mixed emotions.
That was maybe the reason why she didn't hear anybody enter her room later in the night. Noticing that she was sleeping, the person went and closed her window, stopping the cool night air from flowing in. Then the person turned back from her window and went to her. The air in the room was quite cool so the person softly put a blanket on her body and carefully tucked her in it. Then the person noticed her still tearstained-face, and gently kissed away the trails the tears had made.
She felt somebody kiss her cheeks and she opened her eyes. There he was. Her own Estel. Her Hope. Still clad in his worn travelclothes and dark hair freely flowing over his strong shoulders. His keen grey eyes looking into her blue ones. He looked so gorgeous. -"Oh Estel", she said throwing her arms around him. "You're back", she breathed into his tunic. -"I will always return to you, my lady", he whispered. "I promised you that." He tightened his grip around her."Never doubt that, love".
For a while they just remained there locked in each other's arms. Then slowly Aragorn loosened his grip on her and gently lowered his lips onto hers in a gentle kiss. -"I didn't wake you, did I?", he asked with a small smile. -"Well, in fact you did", she smiled at him, "but all that matters is that you're here now. Oh, I love you, Estel." -"I love you too, Arwen Evenstar", he said capturing her lips in another kiss.
It was a while before they broke apart, their lips till mere inches from each other. -"How was your journey?", she asked, driving one hand through his long, dark locks. -"It was fine, I suppose. The number of orcs is increasing though, in a dangerous pace. I think I should consult Lord Elrond in this matter..." he turned his head against her window and his handsome face had a troubled look. -"Let's not talk about such dark things now", she interrupted him and kissed his brow. "You're home now, here you can rest and lay your sorrows aside for a while".
He drew her close once more and tilted her head upwards and pressed his lips against her. All their sorrows and troubles melted away in that blissful moment, when they simply were together.
------------------------- Do you think I should continue?
Please review, I'd really appreciate it. This is my first story so please don't flame me. Please review, though!
ArwenElfstone
Arwen returned to her room after having been taking a long walk. The wind was blowing outside, and she felt quite tired, so she changed her clothes and put her white nightshift on her. She sighed softly and sat on the bed, deep in thought.
He was in her mind. Closing her eyes she sank back against the pillows. Suddenly there came a knock on the door. Knowing that it was her father, she pretended to be asleep. Her father, Lord Elrond, had questionalised her choice to become mortal for Estel's sake earlier during the evening, and she didn't want to confront him again.
She loved Estel so much it hurt when he was gone. And she knew how dangerous the wild was. On the other hand she also knew that Estel was more than capable of taking care of himself.
Soon she heard her father leave, and she rose up from her bed. Then she couldn't hold herself any longer. The tears begun to stream down her cheeks and sobbing violently she sank back to the bed. What if something had happened to him? What if he wouldn't come back, and she would never see him again? And then she cried silent tears for her mother. She would never see her again. What a bittersweet choice, she thought. But her mind and heart was set, she would never leave Estel's side. She cried herself asleep and then slept deep and peacefully, after having poured out all her mixed emotions.
That was maybe the reason why she didn't hear anybody enter her room later in the night. Noticing that she was sleeping, the person went and closed her window, stopping the cool night air from flowing in. Then the person turned back from her window and went to her. The air in the room was quite cool so the person softly put a blanket on her body and carefully tucked her in it. Then the person noticed her still tearstained-face, and gently kissed away the trails the tears had made.
She felt somebody kiss her cheeks and she opened her eyes. There he was. Her own Estel. Her Hope. Still clad in his worn travelclothes and dark hair freely flowing over his strong shoulders. His keen grey eyes looking into her blue ones. He looked so gorgeous. -"Oh Estel", she said throwing her arms around him. "You're back", she breathed into his tunic. -"I will always return to you, my lady", he whispered. "I promised you that." He tightened his grip around her."Never doubt that, love".
For a while they just remained there locked in each other's arms. Then slowly Aragorn loosened his grip on her and gently lowered his lips onto hers in a gentle kiss. -"I didn't wake you, did I?", he asked with a small smile. -"Well, in fact you did", she smiled at him, "but all that matters is that you're here now. Oh, I love you, Estel." -"I love you too, Arwen Evenstar", he said capturing her lips in another kiss.
It was a while before they broke apart, their lips till mere inches from each other. -"How was your journey?", she asked, driving one hand through his long, dark locks. -"It was fine, I suppose. The number of orcs is increasing though, in a dangerous pace. I think I should consult Lord Elrond in this matter..." he turned his head against her window and his handsome face had a troubled look. -"Let's not talk about such dark things now", she interrupted him and kissed his brow. "You're home now, here you can rest and lay your sorrows aside for a while".
He drew her close once more and tilted her head upwards and pressed his lips against her. All their sorrows and troubles melted away in that blissful moment, when they simply were together.
------------------------- Do you think I should continue?
Please review, I'd really appreciate it. This is my first story so please don't flame me. Please review, though!
ArwenElfstone