Journey to Mordor (By SUV)

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Chapter Forty-three: Tess's Choice

Later that day, during the celebrations, while Emily was explaining to Merry and Pippin about becoming a ghost during a break in their drinking contest, Tess snuck away. She was sick of people and had to get away for a moment. She stood outside on a balcony, and faced the North that her father had come from and had loved. She was already going crazy about being trapped in the city. Yeah Minas Tirith was nice and all, but it wasn't the wild in which she had spent so much of her time in Middle-earth in.

Unknown to Tess, Arwen had followed her outside, silently. She startled Tess when she spoke softly from behind her.

"Why do you always try to run when things get hard?"

"Nana…" whispered Tess. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be inside with ada, attending the celebrations?"

"You should be there too you know."

"I know."

"But yet you aren't? Why is that?"

"I don't belong here, that's why."

"What on Middle-earth makes you think that?"

"Ask anyone! I'm the fuckin' freak who came from another freakin' world! Think about it! I'm not a princess of Gondor! I'm not even a freakin' half-Elf!"

"Yes you are and you are my daughter…"

"You don't get it do you? Why can't you see that I'm nothing like you?"

"Because you are like me."

"No I'm not."

"Maybe not on the outside, but you are like me on the inside."

"Yeah right."

"I'm not joking with you, Tess."

"I'm not joking with you either."

"Why don't you believe?"

"Give me one good reason why I should believe what you are saying is true? Just give me one!"

"You may not be cut out to be a princess of Gondor, or the Evenstar's daughter, but if you look inside yourself, you can see that you are a Ranger's daughter and are wild at heart."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Maybe you don't belong here, at Minas Tirith. But you still belong in this world. Maybe just in a different area."

"Then where the bloody hell do I belong?"

"Look inside your heart, and tell me."

Tess closed her eyes for a moment and thought hard. What Arwen was saying did make sense. She wasn't cut out to be a princess of Gondor or the Evenstar's daughter. But that didn't mean that she wasn't. It just meant that that part didn't show up in her that much. It didn't mean it wasn't there. But Tess knew what she had to do.

"Nana, I understand everything now. And as much as I don't want to leave you and ada, I know what I must do."

"What is that?"

"I need to out into the Wild with the Rangers. I'm a Ranger's daughter, not the Evenstar's daughter or King Elessar's daughter. I need to leave Minas Tirith for a while and then I'll come back."

"If Aragorn says you can, then do so."

"Hannon le, nana."

"You always knew the answer, but you never discovered it inside yourself."

"That's why I have you, nana!" cried Tess as she hugged Arwen.

"Do me one favor."

"What's that?"

"Do not bother Aragorn yet with your decision. Wait until the morning. Let him enjoy the celebrations."

"Sure, nana."

That's just going to be a wonderful discussion!

Author's Notes:

Sorry it was so short. Hopefully the next chapter will be up: Tuesday, October 19th!

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