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There was an awkward silence as Aragorn rode away on the messenger's horse. Arwen could not bring herself to say a word on what she could not believe had just happened.
Suddenly she felt ill, her heart felt heavy. Her face went pale it seemed that all the blood in her had drained out now Aragorn had left. All the life in her had gone, just as Aragorn had. The maid noticed Arwen looking rather colourless.
"Are you ok ma lady." The maid asked in concern
"Yes I am ok I suppose. Just, just ill. I will go for a lie down." Stuttered Arwen
Arwen took one last longing look deep into the woods where Aragorn had gone and then turned to walk into the house. The maid followed closely behind as to keep to Aragorn's word.
The messenger rode hard through the woods, avoiding the tall trees that lined the path. Aragorn found it hard to keep up which was unusual for him.
"Its about four days ride to Hobbiton King Elessar.You must keep up." A voice shouted from the distance
Aragorn acknowledged this voice but did not answer. His eyes welled up again at the thought of Arwen all alone bearing his child. He swallowed hard to keep back the pain he felt deep inside him.
The sky was beginning to fall and all the light in the woods had faded. They found a grassy spot on where they would stay the night. Aragorn dismounted quietly and tied up the horse's reins.
He walked over the where the messenger was already sleeping and lay down beside him. He could not close his eyes. The feeling of Arwen all alone betrayed his thoughts. He gently let his head slip down onto the dew covered grass, but every time he closed his eyes a vision would awake him, the vision that he did not want to see.
Aragorn could see it was getting late and his eyes began to glaze over. He closed his eyes once more. The vision was back, the vision he had been seeing was haunting him in his dreams. He thrashed about the grassy floor punching the air that floated around him. The tears of pain, hurt and fear were running down his sweat-covered face. This was the vision of why he did not want to leave Arwen.
Aragorn rapidly awoke to relieve himself that it was just a vision. He swept the dry tears across his face and wiped away the sweat. The sun was beginning to rise, he had not got long until they were to set off again.
Aragorn could not bear the pain he felt when he closed his eyes. He could not believe that the vision he was having maybe true.
He arose from where he lay and strode over to his horse.
"What am I to do? Oh what am I to do." Aragorn tearfully whispered into the horse's ear.
"This vision is killing me inside. I cannot bear it if this may be the truth. I must go back to see Arwen." Aragorn said to himself.
"No you cannot go back." A stern voice replied from behind
"What? Did you hear all that."? Aragorn said as he spun around and noticed the messenger.
"Yes and you must not retreat. You cannot leave now. I know it must be hard for you Aragorn to leave your wife. But trust me you are doing the right thing. Now tell me what is this vision. I noticed you sleeping, well not so much sleeping but thrashing around. What is it? I could sense the fear you must have been feeling from where I was lying." The messenger said reassuringly
"I don't want to think of that now. I will tell you later ok."
Aragorn jumped promptly onto the horse's back and rode away, leaving the messenger standing there.
"Wait up." The messenger shouted to Aragorn
"Now who's slow."? Aragorn lightly chuckled to himself
As Aragorn did bring his horse to a stand to await the messenger. He thought that he best tell him about the vision he felt. After all he did have a right to know, as they would be spending another three nights together.
The messenger cantered along side Aragorn and stopped to face him.
"I feel I best tell you then if you really must know." Aragorn piped up
"It is not that I want to interfere in your personal life Aragorn but I just worry. It does not help keeping things to yourself. Oh and the names Thaladirith." The messenger replied
"Thanks Thaladirith."
Aragorn pulled on the right rein and gently squeezed the horse's side. The horse strolled off and the messenger did follow.
Thaladirith gave his horse a kick as to move faster, to keep up with pace of Aragorn's horse. Aragorn then turned to Thaladirith and thought long and hard before speaking.