The Fourth Age
A/N I know it has been months since I last wrote a chapter for this story but I just completely lost what the plot was and forgot everything. I felt as if I had written myself into a corner. bu tI have found a new lease of life withthe story, and look, it is continued.
Amelthe cowered in the corner in the chamber of the King, she was stripped and beatenand scared for her life. The King was sleeping and occasionaly crying, he was obviously heartstruck for his loss but Amelthe could not worry about that. SHe had to get out of there. It was almost liek a dungeon,a lavish dungeon at that. with the tapestries covering the walls and gold plating everything.
She waited and waited for the right moment to when she could creep out of the door to freedom, If she could only get out of there, then she could hide from him.
At least she had not been used, in that way. She was only beaten with his hand. He had frantically ripped off her clothing until she was wearing scraps, he beat her, he ripped her skin with his fingers and then fell on the bed crying, he had not moved since then.
She saw him turn over, it was her chance finally, the dead of night and she crept out of the giant oak doors, the creaked loudly, The vibrations sent themselves to Aragorn's bed where he awoke, Amelthe stopped dead.
The hideous figure of Aragorn rose from the bed and walked towards her. She tried to run, but her feet were stuck to the floor in fear. Her face red from crying, she wanted to die.
" Just go, leave me " He growled to her face,
" Thank you my Lord, I will speak not of this " she whispered looking away from his eyes, she could not look at them, so much sorrow in someone so brave.
Aragorn slammed the door in agony, she was gone, gone from him forever. never again would he touch the silky smoothness of her skin or look once more into those peaceful blue eyes, He would get his revenge and he would get her, if he could not have her on his throne, then he would have none, he would not taint her memory with another in her place.
Aragorn looked out of his window, the fresh feilds of pelennor staring back at him, the twinkling of the stars reflectedin the water, blackness, like his heart at that moment,
" Bring her to me, or I will take myself to her " he told the stars, They had always linked them both, whenever he was off in the wilds, he looked at the stars, so peacefull, and they knew that eachother was safe.
The brightest star flickered, it had never done that before. It glimmered both over the seas and Over Minas Tirith,
" That was my Grandfather " Arwen told the elf, he was steering the boat into the dock, into the Grey Havens, Finally Arwen was on the same land as Aragorn, only far away.
" I apologise my lady, but I cannot let you go, I must take you back to your father, they are worried. They think you are dead. you must stay here, I would go back right now, but this is an urgent letter for the King " The elf apologised.
Arwen's face light up at the mention of King.
" Which King is that, Aragorn?" she said quickly thinking that this would be her hope.
" It Is for the King Elessar, of Gondor " the elf replied, looking strict. He used to play with Arwen every morning in Imladris, He even offered her his hand in Marriage nearly a thousand years ago, it was folly, but he still loved her.
" That is Aragorn, may I take it, I must get to him. Before he finds another " She said grabbing the letter from his hands. The elf grabbed it back in shock, He twisted the youthful face towards her.
" What do you mean, my Lady, you mean to get to the King, so you can love him" he said violently grasping her wrist. " You will be mine, if they all think you dead, then they will not come to rescue you, I will take you with me, but you will not be able to tell anyone who you are, or I will kill you, with my own hands "
Arwen's eyes shot even wider. She slapped him in the face with her free arm. She riggled free and ran, she did not where she was going.
The elf got on his horse and followed her, for days she ran, for days he followed until he could not find any more traces of her.
Minrith gave up hope of Arwen, he still needed to deliver this letter,
Riding south he left. Managing to reach the Kings in less than a Month.
Arwen managed to find Hobbiton, but what she saw was a shock to her system.
I know its rubbish, but please tell me if you liked it.
quick question, would Hobbiton still be effected by Sharky's reigeme by now?