Hidden Secrets
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Chapter Five: Arwen's Secret
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"Does anyone wanted to know what happened to the ring?" Arwen asked softly, stepping out of her hiding spot behind a row of trees.
Elrond froze and turned back to face his daughter. Arwen entered the garden and sat beside Aragorn on a bench. Elrond wandered back into the garden and took a seat opposite the pair. Both Aragorn and Elf Lord wanted to hear her story.
"Yes, Arwen, we would," Aragorn answered softly.
"Well it began a few years back, not long after Aragorn gave me his ring," Arwen began as she remembered a day full of joy.
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Arwen was dressed in a white dress, a beautiful white dress that made her look akin to an angel. Her long flowing hair was held in place by a silver crown and around her neck on a chain of silver, hung the Ring of Barahir. Aragorn stood beside her, her little hand in his. He was dressed in his cleanest and least worn outfit, his hair clean and Arwen's Evenstar pendant twinkling around his neck.
Aragorn slipped a thin silver ring on Arwen's left-handed ring finger. She slipped a thicker silver band onto Aragorn's left-handed ring finger. They were married now and Aragorn picked her up and carried her, giggling into their modest house, deep in the woods.
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"You are married?" Elrond asked in disbelief and Arwen and Aragorn nodded. "But what happened?"
"Aragorn had to return to the Wild, and was angry with him. And I had a good reason to be angry," Arwen said and she continued her tale, telling a secret that she had kept hidden even from Aragorn.
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It was March 1st when Arwen finally gave birth to the child that had been growing inside her since before Aragorn left for the Wild.
The child was a girl and Arwen named her Aranwen. She regretted knowing that the child wouldn't get to know her for long. It was only a matter of time before she'd have to return home and she couldn't bring Aranwen with her. Aranwen would have to grow up, not knowing her or Aragorn.
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As Aranwen grew, she looked more and more like her parents each day. She had beautiful gray-blue eyes and dark colored hair. As much as it hurt Arwen, it was time for her to give up her only daughter.
She left Aranwen in care of a nice family in an average village.
"Namarie, Aranwen," Arwen spoke softly to her daughter as she slipped the Ring of Barahir upon it is chain, around the young girl's neck.
"Nana, belain na le," Aranwen responded in perfect Elvish.
Arwen smiled and hugged her child. Her daughter was already fluent in Elvish and would without a doubt soon become fluent in the common tongue. Aranwen was too young to understand what was going on and thought Arwen would be returning soon. If only Aranwen knew that Arwen might never see her again, then she would have fought to stay with her.
Hiding her tears, Arwen pulled the hood of her cloak up and rode away, afraid to look back at her child. She knew if she did, she wouldn't be able to resist keeping her daughter.
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"That's why you didn't want me to go," Aragorn said with tears in his eyes as he looked at Arwen.
"Yes, it was my love. Goheno nin, Estel," Arwen said, tears running down her cheeks.
"You are forgiven, Arwen. If only you had told me, I would never have left."
"You were needed and I understand that. We can not change the past, so we should not wish to do so."
"I wish I could have seen her," Aragorn said sadly.
"You will meet her if you wish it," Arwen said with a smile.
"How?"
Author's Notes:
I hope people liked this chapter. If people are still even reading it. Anyways, expect an update on April 30th. Namarie!
Elvish Translations:
Namarie, Aranwen. – Farewell, Aranwen.
Nana, belain na le. – Mom, the Valar be with you.
Goheno nin, Estel. – Forgive me, Hope.