Hidden Secrets
Disclaimer: I only own Aranwen, Aranwen's horse, Beran, and the plot.
Chapter Eight: Vision Revealed
T.A. 3018
Someone was lurking outside of Rivendell. Hidden in the shadows, the man fingered a sharp dagger before sheathing it silently. He moved without a sound, taking great care to remain unnoticed. He stopped in front of a balcony and stared up into the room. His eyes locked on a dark-haired woman inside the room.
With a sinister smile, he said, "You will come back with me or you will die," before continuing.
Aranwen sat up quickly, her eyes wide as her vision ended and her sight cleared. As the world returned to normal, she noticed Arwen's worried face and realized that she was in her room. As she looked around, she also saw Aragorn and Elrond.
"Nana?" she said quietly. "Ada?"
"What did you see?" Elrond asked.
"Beran. He is coming to kill me. He knows that I am here, in Rivendell. He's still alive."
"Are you sure about this?"
"Of course I am! It was him! He was watching me from outside this very room! He said he was going to kill me!" she cried out, close to tears.
"Is this the first time you've had a vision?" Elrond questioned.
"No, I've been having visions since I was twelve years old. Ever since just before my village was destroyed. I saw it happen but before I got home, it was too late."
"How far can you see into the future?"
"Not more than a few days," she said solemnly, knowing that her doom was not far off.
"Do they always come true?" Aragorn asked, worried for his daughter.
"Yes… I've never been wrong before."
Aragorn and Arwen shared a frightened look. If Beran could sneak into Rivendell, there was no doubt in their minds that he would not hesitate to kill Aranwen.
Aragorn and Elrond left the room, leaving Arwen to speak with Aranwen. They walked outside to a garden. Along the way, Aragorn began to speak.
"How long do you think we have?" Aragorn asked, his voice conveying his fear.
"I do not believe that this Beran can enter Rivendell, let alone come near enough to see her. I believe her head wound has effected her more than I believed."
"You don't trust her, do you?"
"Trust is not the issue, Aragorn, son of Arathorn! It may be with you but I do not think that is her problem. I for one, doubt that Beran is even alive," Elrond said harshly.
"But what if he is? What if he makes it into Rivendell? What if he finds her?" Aragorn questioned.
"Too many what ifs. Besides, if she is not safe here, then were else would she be safe?"
"Maybe she would be safer in the Wild with me. She would be harder to track there. I would never let her come to harm."
"No, Aragorn, she will remain in Rivendell."
"She's not your child! She's my daughter! Mine and Arwen's! You can't tell me what she will be doing! That's for Arwen and I to decide!" Aragorn yelled, hotly.
"I know what is best for her."
"No, you don't. She's not going to stay here."
"Yes she will. She will not leave this borders unless I will it."
"What have you done?"
"Nothing except make her feel safe here."
"You stay away from her!"
"Are you forgetting that I am the Lord of Rivendell and I can have you thrown from these borders, never to return? You realize if that were to happen, you would never see Aranwen again nor would you see Arwen."
"Elrond, you are not acting yourself."
"Begone from my sight, Aragorn! I do not wish to see you again until the Council tomorrow!"
Aragorn stormed away to his rooms. Something didn't seem right.
Author's Notes:
Sorry that it took me so long! Next chapter should be up in another week!