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Right ok, just a quick note because I don't want any flames telling me how the appendicies go and that Arwen goes to Lorien to die, so just to clear that up I do know! I'm just expressing her feelings, and I don't think that she would know where she was planning on dying. It should all make sense at the end!

Another month passed before Aragorn and Arwen finally left Lorien. They'd packed all of what little belongings they had, and had been given two white stallions for the journey, although it was probable that Arwen was going to spend most of the journey with Aragorn on his horse. Food packs were prepared, and the King and Queen of Gondor were ready to depart once more for Minas Tirith, hopefully without any hiccups this time.

Galadriel and Celeborn met them at the end of the great Mallorn Trees to bid them farewell. Arwen was apprehensive; she didn't want the feeling of deep sadness filling her heart as it had once done when her father left her in Gondor to begin her new life.

Galadriel was dressed in a pure white robe, much like the one she had worn when the Fellowship left Lorien. Celeborn was in sparkling silver and held a small box in his hands.

They heard the faint sound of hooves and Aragorn and Arwen appeared through the trees. Arwen slid off her horse and went over to her grandparents. "Hannon le" she said.

Aragorn also dismounted and came over. He smiled at both Celeborn and Galadriel and bowed his head slightly. They smiled back. Celeborn approached Aragorn and held out the box. Arwen hadn't noticed, as she and Galadriel were busy talking. Aragorn looked down at the box and then to Celeborn. "Aragorn, many things have happened over the last month and a half, do not forget them lightly. This is for Arwen, but do not let her know about it until the birth of your child. It will help her if times are bad." Aragorn took the box, still confused, but smiled and slipped the tiny box into his pocket. "One other thing Aragorn, you may use it if you are in need of guidance, but do not look for help from it too often. Eventually it will be of no use to anybody, if all of its power is used too lightly." And with that he bowed his head slightly, and went to say farewell to his beloved grand-daughter.

Arwen and Galadriel were going over important issues of child bearing when Celeborn approached, Aragorn not far behind him. Arwen had been asking multiple questions to her grandmother all about the later stages of pregnancy and the birth, much to Galadriel's amusement. "My dear child" she said. "You really do worry too much. What have I told you before? You will be perfectly fine," she looked up to Aragorn as he stood next to his wife, "...you both will be. This child is your gift. Do not worry over it. Instead get prepared and instead of being anxious, be excited. There's a difference you know."

Arwen smiled gratefully, and went to hug her grandmother. "Thank you grandmother. Thank you for everything. I will write soon, to tell you everything. You really must come and see the White City. You are officially invited to come whenever you want. Please come. It would please me so."

Galadriel grinned. "Of course we'll come and visit. Very soon."

Galadriel shifted her gaze to Aragorn, who looked briefly at the floor, then caught her eyes. He heard a noise inside his head and then came the clear cool voice of Galadriel: 'Take care of her Elessar. She will need you. Namari'.

Aragorn's eyes widened at this, but he quickly hid his fear when Celeborn patted him on the shoulder in a farewell gesture.

Arwen said goodbye to him also, and Aragorn helped her mount her horse. Then he too mounted his horse, and they set off on the winding path through the great trees.

Arwen's eyes stung with tears at leaving Lorien again, but she took a deep breath and composed herself. It would be a long time before she would see the Golden Wood again, if ever she would. She squeezed the sides of her horse and caught up with Aragorn, who was slightly ahead, checking for danger lurking in the trees as they left.

"Aragorn."

Aragorn turned around to face Arwen and answered "Yes Meleth"

Arwen paused and then replied. "Nothing"

Aragorn chuckled and steered his horse closer to Arwen's. He clasped her hand and kissed it gently.

He looked up into her eyes and found pools of tears ready to fall. He frowned slightly, which made Arwen sigh and laugh lightly. "Aragorn I know that look. Don't worry, I'm just being stupid. I hate leaving Lorien, and it will probably be ages before my grandparents actually come and visit. I miss them. I miss Ada even more..." she suddenly stopped and went silent.

Her hands fell to her stomach and she rubbed her bump, while salty tears splashed on her horse's neck.

Aragorn heard her sob and stopped his horse. He grabbed her reins and pulled Arwen's horse to a halt next to his. He wrapped his hands around Arwen's waist, while being careful not to hurt her, and slipped her over to join him on his horse. She buried her face in his shoulder and sobbed. He rubbed her back in slow comforting circles and whispered in her ear.

After about ten minutes Arwen's breathing became steady, and she became altogether quiet. Aragorn smiled slightly. He squeezed his horse into motion and pulled Arwen's horse along behind him. He tied the reins of the two horses together so that neither would become separate or stop. He looked down at Arwen to see if she was happy to stay on his horse or go back on hers, but found a sleeping form resting against his chest, her face the perfect picture of innocence and peace.

And for the rest of the day they traveled like this, until eventually they stopped to make camp and slept under the stars.