Hey the first chapter not that good but if you guys like it I will continue on!

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Destined to Be King

Chapter One

Nothing but a dream

(March 1, 2931 TA LOCATION UNKNOWN)

Gilrean smiled holding the precious baby boy in her damp hands. Kissing him as she coddled him affectionately she named him Aragorn, after his father Arathorn the second a great man, and one of the Great Isildour's heirs. A dream, she thought this is all a dream, I could not be in love and be married to him, I couldn't have been the bearer of his child, its too good to be true! And this is dream just a dream.

Holding her baby boy she glanced at him he was quite the handsome little fella. His eyes shone a blue only seen in the darkest hours of the night his hands were strong and gripped on to her firmly. Her heart swelled with proud ness and it had to be the happiest day of her life. It's funny how such happiness can turn into to depression quite quickly.

One year past and as Gilrean and Arathorn grew closer, and there young son grew as the days came and went. It was not doubt the Golden years of Gilrean's life and she looked back at everyday with have the feeling of being greatly blessed. Gilrean was all too excited to see her son to exceed in life, yet she didn't want her beloved son to grow older, but beside her wishes every day she could see a tiny bit of difference in him.

(2933 LOCATION UNKNOWN)

"Aragorn come here silly!" Gilrean called out sweetly to her two year old son who tottering towards the door. She quickly swept him of his feet into her arms. What a mistake it was to teach him to walk! Aragorn tossed and struggled to get out of his mothers embrace. Kicking and shrieking she finally decided to let the determined toddler go. "I do believe I've spoiled you to much! Only two and you already want to break free from you mother!" Gilrean teased as she started tickling toddler. He screamed with laughter rolling on the ground. "Oh you don't think you need your mother! Well who will cook for you and protect you from all the evil in the world?" Gilrean continued, she had quite adapted to the title Mother. Finally letting the painting, laughing, toddler get up, running on his tip toes he started running towards the door once again, only to fall over! Gilrean chuckled and walked over to her son. Lifting the grinning child up she preened over his body. "I do say you are a lucky one, no scratches from such a fall!" He slide off her knee and started to run away again. I really hope he doesn't get all that energy from me…Gilrean sighed he was going to be hard to raise. Gilrean walked down to her elegant couch laying down she sighed staring at her overly excited son, Not a dream, wow this is not a dream! She smiled with happiness and closed her eyes to rest.

Gilrean the happy mother, her rein as one lasted happily only for two years... until the worst imagined happened… and she realized dreams that come true easily, also go away quite quickly…

"My lady…, something bad has happened…you must leave at once……..they will be coming for him too… My lady the Sun has failed and the moon is dead…" Gilrean eye lids fluttered too see find a young blonde villager holding the sleeping Aragorn.

With confusion Gilrean gingerly accepted Aragorn with open arms, "What has happened!"

The villager hesitated her eyes move around the room, "I'm afraid Lord Arathorn is dead…"