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"What did they say?" Arwen asked nervously.

"I'm sorry, I really have no idea how to tell you this." Eowyn looked at Aragorn. "Perhaps it would be better if you told her."

Aragorn nodded, and Eowyn left. Aragorn had no clue how to put it gently to Arwen.

"Meleth, they said...well, Eowyn says they said...well, in essence.... the gist of it was..." Aragorn stuttered.

Arwen looked up at him, tears gathering in her eyes. Unable to stand seeing her like this, Aragorn pulled his wife into his arms, kissing her hair and stroking her back.

"Basically, they said... that you just married me for my status." Aragorn muttered, hating every second of it.

Arwen gasped and drew back. She was crying in full flow now, and there was fear in her eyes. "Estel, I love you. How could they..."

"I know that, I love you too, they just can't see that yet."

"Why do they hate me?"

"I think they're just jealous of you, and because of that they're not very open to you. Give them time, I'm sure they'll come round."

"They don't want me near them, Estel!" She hung her head. "I told you I would be a failure as a queen."

"Nonsense, I think you're wonderful, you're not angry with them and you made an effort to get to know them."

"But I couldn't relate to them, I wasn't in the war, and I know little of the traditions of Men."

"Stop putting yourself down! They're jealous and don't forget they've had a lot to adjust to, after being born in the days of the stewards, they have a new king that they don't know, a shattered kingdom after the war, and a new queen who is not only Elvish, but the most beautiful living creature since Luthien herself."

Arwen blushed. "I'm not that beautiful."

Aragorn silenced her with a kiss. "No, not that beautiful. More beautiful."

Eowyn appeared from the hall and walked towards them. Aragorn nodded to her to signal that he'd told Arwen.

"I'm sorry, my lady. I'm sure they'll accept you soon enough. They just do not know you yet."

Arwen nodded, smiling at Eowyn. At least she would have one friend here, even if that was all.

That evening, masses of people crammed into the citadel and upper court of Minas Tirith for the feast. At the head table sat Arwen, Aragorn, Faramir, Eowyn, Eomer, the nobles of Rohan and Gondor as well as the women Arwen had spoken with that evening and Arwen's family.

The women cast dark looks up the table at Arwen when they thought she wasn't looking. Arwen's elven eyesight saw these glances, and she fought to keep her composure. Aragorn grasped her hand under the table, whispering words of comfort into hr ear in Elvish. Galadriel heard these whispers, and looked at the royal couple quizzically.

After the feast, there was to be an evening of dancing and tale- telling. Galadriel approached the King and Queen as they sat together at the side of the room, Arwen's head resting on Aragorn's shoulder, her eyes closed.

"Sorry to interrupt," Galadriel said "but I could not help hearing what you were whispering to each other at the feast."

Arwen's eyes snapped open and she raised her head to look at her grandmother.

"Evenstar, who has being speaking about you behind your back? I will not tolerate it!"

"Grandmother, you cannot say anything to them, they'd hate me even more!" Arwen exclaimed. "They'll come round, it's fine."

"You were fighting back tears, that is not fine. You have to live for quite a time here, though it seems short in the eyes of the elves. You can't allow yourself to be treated like that."

"Lady Galadriel, please," Aragorn interjected. "I have to ask you to stop. Arwen really needs to just forget about it for now and enjoy herself. It would be unacceptable to let them spoil our wedding feast, would it not?"

"Wisely spoken, I will leave it for tonight. But I shall want to deal with them by sunset tomorrow." Galadriel replied heatedly, and then walked off.

Arwen silently allowed tears to creep down her cheeks. Aragorn pulled her as close to him as he could, pressing his cheek to the top of her head. Arwen gradually calmed down and pulled away from her husband.

"Estel, No one wants me around here, and they make me feel so.... useless. I can't be a queen, I'm just not right to be one."

"Really? Because you seem to be handling this well, you know that your grandmother trying to throw them out in anger would create more problems than it solved. I think you show great promise. You'll be a wonderful queen."

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