Ch. 1 A New Beginning
Let me tell you a tale, a tale of a queen, king, and their offspring, a tale I know all to well. A thousand years ago all Middle Earth had newly fallen into a land of peace, the War of the Ring had just ended and the king of Gondor newly placed on the throne. The age of Men had just dawned, and we Elves were all but forgotten.
I sat under a waterfall in Rivendell, where I was visiting, I listened to the water drops speak of a dawn of peace as they fell on my bare body, but I was not at peace. I was newly married to my friend and lover, Aragorn, the king of Gondor, who did not know I had been with child for a week now. I remembered my vision of our beautiful son, and also how visions are simply glimpses of things that only may come to pass.
Tomorrow, I thought, I will visit Veralidaine who will give me news about the babe that I am carrying, and the next day I shall return home to give my news to my husband. Today, though, I shall visit Merry and Pippin, and see how they fare in Rivendell.
I got up and put on a robe, walking into my old house. Dressing I thought of the little hobbits who had sung and danced a way into my heart, which wept of longing to see Frodo again. He was the bravest hobbit I have met. So quickly I went to go to call on Merry and Pippin.
Pippin was sitting at his desk reading a book, a book I had seen many times before. It was the book Bilbo and Frodo had written. The tale of the ring that's evil still tortured my heart.
He looked up from the book and noticed me. Wiping a tear from his eye he smiled at me.
"'ello there Arwen," he said.
"Hello Pip, where's Merry?" I asked, smiling at him in return.
"Ah, he's somewhere about here. How are you, and Aragorn?"
"We're fine, how are you faring here in Rivendell? Not missing the Shire too much are you?"
With slight anger in his eyes and voice he replied "The Shire would not accept folk like me an' Merry, 's not natural to them."
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" Merry asked as he entered the room.
"Trying to bring Pip back down to earth, he acts like he's in heaven here in Rivendell." I smiled.
"Is that so, I hadn't noticed," Merry said as he sat next to Pippin and put his arm around his shoulders. "I think we are in heaven."
I was filled with joy seeing the two of them together and so happy. A little of my pain was eased and I was able to enjoy the moment.
The next day I awoke in my old bed from a dream of dark things. I had been having dreams like that for some time, I assumed this was one of the horrors of the ring, but they had been growing darker since it's destruction. I hoped my friend Veralidaine could help me with this mystery also.
I had traveled across Rivendell to the very edge where she lived and I stood on her doorstep, looking at the scenery. Trees surrounded her house almost hiding it from view. I knocked upon her door and waited.
When she opened her door I was taken aback, it had been long since I had last seen her and I had almost forgotten what she looked like. Her long blonde hair flowed behind her and her amethyst eyes glowed as her dark purple gown accented them.
"Vendui Arwen," she greeted me. "How do you fare?"
"Vendui Daine. I need you to check on the babe growing inside me."
"Ah, yes, so you wrote, I trust Aragorn has been good to you then?"
I nodded.
"Come in then." She moved out of the doorway.
We walked into her sitting room, and I sat on one of her couches and she sat down beside me. She placed her hand on my stomach and closed her eyes. I felt an energy flow through my body and knew she was using her magic. After a few moments she removed her hands and hugged me.
"Arwen, you are lucky, now what else troubles you my friend?"
"I have had these troubling dreams of late, dark things haunt my sleep, but I can never remember them."
"Hmm, Arwen is anything else troubling you, anything that might cause these dreams?"
"Not that I know of, perhaps worry about my child?"
"Perhaps, about your 'child', actually you have twins."
Let me tell you a tale, a tale of a queen, king, and their offspring, a tale I know all to well. A thousand years ago all Middle Earth had newly fallen into a land of peace, the War of the Ring had just ended and the king of Gondor newly placed on the throne. The age of Men had just dawned, and we Elves were all but forgotten.
I sat under a waterfall in Rivendell, where I was visiting, I listened to the water drops speak of a dawn of peace as they fell on my bare body, but I was not at peace. I was newly married to my friend and lover, Aragorn, the king of Gondor, who did not know I had been with child for a week now. I remembered my vision of our beautiful son, and also how visions are simply glimpses of things that only may come to pass.
Tomorrow, I thought, I will visit Veralidaine who will give me news about the babe that I am carrying, and the next day I shall return home to give my news to my husband. Today, though, I shall visit Merry and Pippin, and see how they fare in Rivendell.
I got up and put on a robe, walking into my old house. Dressing I thought of the little hobbits who had sung and danced a way into my heart, which wept of longing to see Frodo again. He was the bravest hobbit I have met. So quickly I went to go to call on Merry and Pippin.
Pippin was sitting at his desk reading a book, a book I had seen many times before. It was the book Bilbo and Frodo had written. The tale of the ring that's evil still tortured my heart.
He looked up from the book and noticed me. Wiping a tear from his eye he smiled at me.
"'ello there Arwen," he said.
"Hello Pip, where's Merry?" I asked, smiling at him in return.
"Ah, he's somewhere about here. How are you, and Aragorn?"
"We're fine, how are you faring here in Rivendell? Not missing the Shire too much are you?"
With slight anger in his eyes and voice he replied "The Shire would not accept folk like me an' Merry, 's not natural to them."
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" Merry asked as he entered the room.
"Trying to bring Pip back down to earth, he acts like he's in heaven here in Rivendell." I smiled.
"Is that so, I hadn't noticed," Merry said as he sat next to Pippin and put his arm around his shoulders. "I think we are in heaven."
I was filled with joy seeing the two of them together and so happy. A little of my pain was eased and I was able to enjoy the moment.
The next day I awoke in my old bed from a dream of dark things. I had been having dreams like that for some time, I assumed this was one of the horrors of the ring, but they had been growing darker since it's destruction. I hoped my friend Veralidaine could help me with this mystery also.
I had traveled across Rivendell to the very edge where she lived and I stood on her doorstep, looking at the scenery. Trees surrounded her house almost hiding it from view. I knocked upon her door and waited.
When she opened her door I was taken aback, it had been long since I had last seen her and I had almost forgotten what she looked like. Her long blonde hair flowed behind her and her amethyst eyes glowed as her dark purple gown accented them.
"Vendui Arwen," she greeted me. "How do you fare?"
"Vendui Daine. I need you to check on the babe growing inside me."
"Ah, yes, so you wrote, I trust Aragorn has been good to you then?"
I nodded.
"Come in then." She moved out of the doorway.
We walked into her sitting room, and I sat on one of her couches and she sat down beside me. She placed her hand on my stomach and closed her eyes. I felt an energy flow through my body and knew she was using her magic. After a few moments she removed her hands and hugged me.
"Arwen, you are lucky, now what else troubles you my friend?"
"I have had these troubling dreams of late, dark things haunt my sleep, but I can never remember them."
"Hmm, Arwen is anything else troubling you, anything that might cause these dreams?"
"Not that I know of, perhaps worry about my child?"
"Perhaps, about your 'child', actually you have twins."