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Arwen thanked Ioreth once more and hurried off in the direction of her and Aragorn's chambers. She pushed the great oak doors apart and stepped inside, before sitting on their bed.
She leaned against the pillows and stroked her somewhat swollen abdomen, whispering in Elvish a song that her mother used to sing to her. Her gaze swept around the room and landed on the door to the nursery. She smiled to herself as a child's cry filled her mind and brought a wide grin to her porcelain face. She felt a faint kick as her child moved around as if feeling her feelings and reading her thoughts.
She lay for a few more minutes, and then rose and walked into the nursery.
The nursery had obviously been vacant for a long time. Toys were scattered on the floor in a coat of dust and the small cot in the middle of the room looked like it hadn't had a child in it for a good 20 years or more.
Arwen walked over to the cot and peered inside. The blankets were neatly made and the toys were perched at the end where a child's feet would be. She looked at how small it was and wonder filled her heart once more, knowing that it would be her tiny child that would be sleeping in there in 3 months time.
Her gaze spun around the room once more landing on the window which overlooked the private gardens that she and Aragorn shared. She looked up to the sky to see dark clouds gathering to the north heading towards Gondor. A sharp breeze ran through the garden and the trees and plants danced in time with it, swaying gently back and forth.
Arwen turned back and decided to start planning where things were going to go and the decoration, and all things that come with having a child. She set to work arranging toys and places for the furniture, making sure that everything fitted perfectly with the plan she had in her head.
Aragorn had been taking a leisurely walk through the gardens with Legolas since they had finished their council. They talked for many hours about past events that had happened since they had last seen each other.
After three hours of roaming the gardens and discussing whatever it is that men discuss, Legolas decided to return to his chamber, after trying to hide many yawns that kept creeping up over him every now and again. They said their goodbyes and both went their separate ways.
Aragorn wandered back through the Citadel towards his and Arwen's chamber, taking in the magnificent sunset that was turning the sky a light red, with tints of purple here and there.
He continued along, still admiring the sky, when a man cautiously approached him. "e-excuse me my lord..." he stammered.
Aragorn turned quickly to find a young man dressed in shining Gondorian armour, his head lowered in respect, trembling before him.
"Yes?"
"Pardon me for having to find you at such a time my lord, but I bear news from Talvereth, well his men anyway..."
"Talvereth? Quick man what is it?!" Aragorn snapped, eager to hear news of activities to the North.
"Well sir, I am bade to tell you unfortunate news. He has not been seen for three days. Apparently went missing during night duty, and nobody has seen him since."
Aragorn's face darkened. "Do you know who by? Was there anybody nearby at the time?"
"My lord we also want to know the answer to that question, we heard not a sound or saw a thing all night. Where he went and how still remains a mystery."
Aragorn thought for a moment. "Tell me your name." He said.
"Frécne" he answered, rather quietly.
"Frécne go back to the men with all haste. I name you captain, so bid your men search the area where Talvereth was on duty for any clues at all, footprints, signs of a struggle, anything you can find. Send word back to me but do not leave your men."
"Yes my lord, I shall!" he said louder, with a new found confidence.
"Go with all the haste in Middle-Earth!"
Frécne bowed hastily to Aragorn. He set off at a run back to the stables, to find his steed, and hurry back to the borders, to take control of the company of men that had so suddenly come under his control.
Aragorn sighed heavily, his hopes for a quiet night with his wife out of the picture.
