Disclaimer II: The revenge of the disclaimer! I own nothing! Wait, no, I own Morwen! So proud!
A/N: Okay so I make most of the elves act like teenagers, I apologise, but it's fun! If your easily offended by people making a mockery of elves then I would warn you not to read this. I have perhaps messed around a bit with the characters, Arwen and Aragorn I haven't touched though, I swear! Elrond's speech to Estel in the hall of Narsil is taken directly from 'the tale of Aragorn and Arwen' as is the the conversation Morwen overhears when Aragorn first meets Arwen upon her return from Lothlorien. :D
Once again I must re-iterate that all-important point, this is NOT to be taken SERIOUSLY. It's fun, cutesy fanfiction. That's all. If you are offended by centuries old elves acting like teenagers then DON'T READ THIS.
Chapter Two: Estel
Not long after the archery incident, Arwen left Rivendell for Lothlorien to go visit Grandma. Everyone was so sad about her leaving, I personally couldn't care less. I mean sure, she is leaving for fifty years but so what?
She was majorly stressing as she was packing up all her stuff 'cause she couldn't find her evenstar pendant and she kept on asking me "Morwen, have you borrowed my evenstar pendant? Morwen have you seen my pendant anywhere? Are you sure you don't know where it is Morwen?" why should I know where it is? Last time I checked her losing her jewelery was not my problem.
For all her irritating behavior I was a little sad to see her go. I guess. She was being really nice to me just before she left and she gave everyone farewell gifts too, mine was this really pretty silver bracelet. After she had gone I put the bracelet in my jewelery box, when I opened the box sitting on top of a pile of necklaces, bracelets and other assorted items was Arwen's evenstar pendant. Oooops..
Almost nothing happened for the next thirty-two years, except for Elrohir discovering that Ellenthir had absolutely no interest in him whatsoever. He was heartbroken for about a week, then he became infatuated with this chick called Arendil. Then he got over that and decided he was completely in love with someone else. Then someone else, then someone else, then someone else. In fact I think he had about a hundred different crushes, none of which amounted to anything.
Then, in the year 1933, I got a foster brother. His name was Estel, which means 'hope' he was this two year old little boy, absolutely adorably. As he grew up he always wanted to hear stories and songs. Once I was singing to him the Lay of Luthien, everyone says that Arwen looks like Luthien and so it always reminds me of her. My hay fever acted up and Estel thought I was crying "why are you crying Morwen?" he was so sweet when he was little. But then he had to grow up. For the first two decades of his life, Estel was happy and carefree. Then when he was twenty, dad decided to share some major revelations with him.
I caught up with him while he was walking up to the hall where the shards of Narsil were kept "Estel!" I called out to him and he turned "Morwen, Mae gavannen"
"Sup"
"Do you know why your father has called us to the hall of Narsil"
"Not a clue. 'Cept that Elladan said it was about you"
"Yes, my mother said that it was about my future. But she was very vague" I shrugged, we were about to find out. When we walked through the door we found everyone else already there, Dad was on one side of the room talking to Estel's mum, Gilraen. Elladan and Elrohir were on the opposite side of the room and we made our way towards them. They, like us, had been discussing what it was this could possibly be about. Estel told them what he had told me, about it was about his future, but Elladan seemed to disagree "Not so much your future Estel" he said "but maybe more your past" I didn't get what he meant so I said "in the common tongue that means... " but Elladan didn't get the chance to explain himself more clearly as at that moment Dad called our attention.
"Estel" he began "you came to us as a child but now you have grown into manhood and are ready to receive the knowledge that has been kept from you. You are of Numenorean blood and 'Estel' is not you true name. Your name is Aragorn son of Arathorn and you are lord of the dunedain. You are the heir of Isildur and therefore by right the king of Gondor." Dad gave Estel (or Aragorn I should say, but I'll never get used to calling him that) a few moments for it to sink in. I was in shock, I looked at him and suddenly I recalled the image of him, two years old, gazing in wonder at everything around him as he first entered Rivendell. The eyes that shone in the knowledge of his linage were the same bright eyes that gazed out from behind his mothers skirt, but the face had changed so much. Dad presented him with the heirlooms of his house "Here is the ring of Barahir, the token of our kinship from afar; and here also are the shards of Narsil. With these you may yet do great deeds; for I foretell that the span of your life shall be greater then the measure of men, unless evil befalls you or you fail the test" ie: 'you'll live forever unless you die' I always thought dad was talking crap when he rambled on about his 'gift of foresight' and this just confirmed my beliefs further. But anyway he rambled on some more "But the test will be hard and long. The Scepter of Annuminas I withhold, for you have yet to earn it" It all sounded a bit morbid to me, but Estel seemed pretty pleased, In fact he was absolutely joyous for the next two days. And when Estel is happy about something the entire of Rivendell knows because he walks around singing, I was thankful to the Valar he had a good voice.
At sunset on that second day I saw Estel wandering off into the the woods, singing. He was singing the Lay of Luthien and it reminded me that Arwen would be returning from Lothlorien today, it was almost sunset so she should have arrived already. Another thought struck me, I still had Arwen's pendant.
I ran back to my room and rummaged through my jewelery box. When I found the pendant I ran to Arwen's room and stuck it under her bed. Crisis averted, I would not become the second elf-maiden ever to truly die. Luthien chose to follow her lover beyond the halls of Mandos, I would die because if caught pendant-stealing Arwen would follow me to the halls of Mandos and kill me again. Walking out into the woods I strained my elven ears and could still hear Estel singing. I decided to follow him in order to, mainly, tell him that although he had a lovely singing voice, it was beginning to permeate my subconscious and I heard his singing in my sleep. I also thought I should warn him of the imminent arrival of my sister.
As I came to the clearing where he stood his singing stopped abruptly and I saw why, Arwen was back. He was looking at her with a funny expression. Neither of them had noticed me yet so with the softest of elven footfalls I crept into a nearby tree to watch them from above. As I did, Estel called out to Arwen, calling her 'Tinuviel'. I had to fight hard to suppress a giggle. Then, understandably she asked "why do you call me by that name?" and he answered "I believed you to be Luthien Tinuviel of whom I was singing. But if you are not she then you walk in her likeness" I nearly fell out of the tree laughing, Arwen on the other hand didn't even giggle, she just said "So many have said, yet her name is not mine. Though maybe my doom will not be unlike hers" it took me a few seconds to click with what she meant, then I remembered: Luthien's doom had been to die because she fell in love with a mortal. Was Arwen flirting!
It was at this point that I decided to slip off back to the house. When I got back Elrohir asked me if I had gone to meet up with Arwen, I said yes, but I couldn't find her so I came back to if maybe I had passed her already. Elrohir frowned "No, she hasn't arrived yet" but just as he said that we heard Elladan calling from outside "Dad! Elrohir! Morwen! Arwen's here!" Me and Elrohir grinned at each other and ran outside.
There was much hugging and general happiness over Arwen's return and most important of all there was a massive party. Every elf in Rivendell was there (and Estel and Gilraen too of course). A very impressive feast was laid out and demolished amongst much talk and laughter, and after that the songs and dances carried on late into the night. Amidst the endless festivities, at one point I was talking to Estel. I asked him if he thought Glorfindel liked me and whether I should ask him to dance. He just stared into space and said dreamily "if your in love you should follow your heart" I pointed out that I wasn't in love, just in like. But somehow I got the impression that he wasn't talking about Glorfindel, in fact I got the impression that he wasn't paying the slightest notice to anything I was saying. I narrowed my eyes "alright, spill, who is she?" he looked vaguely surprised "what do you mean?" I rolled my eyes "I'm not that dumb and neither are you, who is she?" he blushed red and I grinned triumphantly. He sighed "you see my heart too well. I fallen in love with the evenstar"
"Arwen!"
He shushed me frantically "please, tell no one, not even Elladan and Elrohir"
"Why can't I tell them, they'll probably find it just as funny as I do"
"Funny?"
"Well maybe more disturbing then funny"
Estel chose to ignore my input. He was looking at something across the room, I turned to see what had drawn his eyes, of course it was Arwen "Right" I said decisively "yo! Arwen!" Estel made a little noise of alarm and shot me a warning glare before turning and greeting Arwen "Morwen, Aragorn" she greeted us both with a graceful nod. I noticed that her pendant was back in place, and I was still alive, success.
"Are you enjoying the festivities?" I did my best not to gag as Arwen smiled at Estel and he lost all concentration on the world around him. I felt it was time to play matchmaker "why don't you and Estel dance?" Estel now resembled a tomato. Arwen was confused "Estel? Oh, Aragorn, I was forgetting that before today you bore a different name" he nodded "until today I was Estel, but now I am Aragorn son of Arathorn"
"Eh, you'll always be Estel to me" I shrugged. Then, sensing that my presence was definatley no longer required, I shifted off to find my brothers.
"Yo Elladan! Where's Elrohir?" Elladan smirked at my question "where do you think?" I saw his point "let me rephrase that question: who's Elrohir flirting with?"
"At the moment? Lianir I think, but she's getting bored and has started eyeing up Glorfindel so he'll probably move onto Tealin in a minute"
"Lianir's eyeing up Glorfindel? Pah! She doesn't have a chance, anyway, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about"
"What did you want to talk about?"
"I have important news regarding our sister and foster brother"
"Yes.."
"But I've been sworn to secrecy"
"Eh?"
I sighed at his dimwitted-ness "look!" I said and gestured to the pair. He looked "oh"
"Yeah"
"You think...?"
"I know"
"Elrohir!" Elrohir looked up and shook his head gesturing to the space Lianir, seeing her chance while his back was turned, had recently vacated. He turned back to where he thought an elven maiden still stood, upon finding her gone he looked up again to see me and Elladan laughing at him.
"What did you do that for!" he was very annoyed, Elladan managed to stop laughing for long enough to say "I assure you my brother, it was no fault of ours, the poor maiden was simply bored to tears"
"What do you want anyway?" he said rather shortly "to inform you of a recent event regarding Estel and Arwen" said Elladan grinning, I thought Elrohir might be as dim as Elladan (actually I knew he was) so I added "Estel has a little crush"
"No!"
"Yes"
"Are you sure?"
"Just look!"
"They're dancing"
"Yes"
"She's giggling!"
"Yes"
The three of us stood in silence for a moment. Then I noticed that Glorfindel had managed to lose Lianir and so quickly left the boys to dwell on the new revelation.
