"I cannot bear it, Meiou."
She looked up at Arwen as she finished pouring the elverquist, watching the Queen of Gondor's frail form staring out into the darkness. She has garbed herself in black, and some reason it saddened Meiou. She looked down at her own goblet and said, "I know, Arwen."
"I wish to die with my husband." Arwen said, her voice choked with emotion but nonetheless possessed strength. "I wish to join him in death."
Meiou stood up and joined the Queen by the window, and again she marveled at the change in her. The life in her eyes were gone, her vivacity faded, and she seemed cold. She offered her the goblet of elverquist, which she took automatically and drank from it. She took a deep breath and sighed as she said, "You were given the choice by your father, Lady Arwen. You could come with us to the Gray Havens and to the Undying Lands if you wish."
The Queen shook her head, "Aragorn has told me so in his last breath." She said, her voice barely a whisper as she remembered her husband's words. "I denied it. There is no ship now that would bear me hence…"
Meiou's eyes filled with tears. It seems that she would have to bid farewell to another person. "I… I understand…"
"I have spoken to Eldarion and my daughters." Arwen replied, "I shall leave for Lothlorien tonight, and Eldarion shall be the King of Men, as his father have been." She looked at Meiou, and for the first time since her husband's death, she smiled, but the smile never seemed to reach her eyes, "I have given him permission to marry whom he chooses… and he says he'd like to marry Edhelwen."
Meiou nodded, "And we have consented. Ranthoron would like to marry as well, and it seems like he had fallen in love with one of the ladies in my court."
Arwen nodded and stared out into the darkness again. "It seems that our children's lives are settled…and as such, I shall now bear myself into Lothlorien at first light, and dwell there until the end of my days."
"If you wish, My Queen."
Arwen smiled sadly at Meiou, "I wish to thank you for your service and friendship, Meiou. You have been my greatest friend… and sister in all my years. Hannon lle…" The Queen rushed to her embrace and cried.
Meiou held the Queen close to her as she whispered fervently, "Namarie… Arwen."