Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.
A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while! I've been so busy with work and school that I've had no time!
Thanks to:
Chichiri's Wanderer: Aragorn has every right to be extra protective. They are his daughters, who have inherited their mother's flawless beauty, and there are many men that would love to use them for their own benefits. But I know what you mean! Thanks for the reviews!
Achillina: Nin riel means my daughter. Thanks for reviewing!
lindahoyland: Yeah, that wasn't in the appendices of LotR, it was in another book, that I probably have, but haven't gotten around to reading the entire thing yet. I know it wasn't in the appendices because I'm pretty sure that I read nearly all of them and it did not mention his name. Anyway, I acknowledge my mistake, but I can't change it because the when I picked out his name, Elenwë and Elwing's stemmed from it, so we're just going to leave it be as it is.
Bluie Twilight Star: Thank you so much! The biggest compliment you could give me is that I'm being original. I only write what I want to read. If I want to read a story about something, and this isn't one, I have to write one or the idea will bounce around in my head for a month. Thanks again!
horsiegurl: Thanks! Hope you enjoy this chapter as well!
Stasia: That is so sweet! I'm so glad you like the story! I can't tell you how much your words inspired me. I would've written much sooner, but I've been overloaded at school and work! Hope you like this chappie!
Children of Men
Chapter Four
Eldarion was furious. How could that thoughtless girl take such a risk? He would make sure that she knew exactly what his feelings were on this matter. And that piece of filth that attacked her oh, he would pay most dearly. Eldarion had managed to wrangle every bit of the story out of Turgon, and he was enraged that that lowly pig would dare touch his sister. But first, he had to deal with her.
"Elenwë!" he called forcefully at what he thought was her retreating form. The girl turn and he realized his mistake. "I apologize, Elwing. I had thought you were Elenwë. I must have few choice words with her."
"Please do not be too hard on her Eldarion," Elwing begged her brother. "She went through a lot last night. She knows she made a mistake, and she's resolved never to do it again."
Eldarion sighed. "I do not doubt she has, but we both know that her resolves sometimes need to be reinforced," he stated, walking to Elenwë's door and walking end. His sister sat at her window, looking out at Minas Tirith. She looked up as he shut the door.
"Eldarion "
"Tell me, dear sister, how many times have you snuck out before?" he asked.
Elenwë hesitated for a moment before reluctantly saying, "I cannot even remember they are so frequent. I was my only escape."
"And now you've had a quite scare, yes, but is it enough to keep you from endangering yourself again? Did you not think of the consequences of your actions?"
"I didn't think "
"You never think of possible dangers to yourself. Why should you? You've been sheltered here all of your lives. You've always had someone there looking out for you. But you allowed yourself to be put into a position where there wasn't anyone around to protect you and you nearly paid a high price for it. Do you know what it would do to us if anything were to happen to you? Think of me and Elwing. Think of Mother and Father. What of us? Your actions have repercussions."
Elenwë was desperately trying to hold back her tears, but she couldn't. "You are right," she choked out. "I'm sorry. I didn't I didn't " she couldn't stop the sobs from coming. She turned her face and wept in shame.
Eldarion instantly regretted speaking so harsh of words, but she had to hear them. He gathered her into his arms and let her cry on her shoulder. "Hush, Star, it is well. You are well. There is naught to worry about, so long as you never do it again."
"I won't, I swear it."
-
"What's wrong, cousin?"
Startled from his thoughts, the Steward's heir looked up quickly to see the prince of Rohan staring down at him. "Nothing," he sighed.
"Doesn't sound like nothing," Elfwine observed, settling down beside his cousin on the steps of the Citadel. "Now, why don't you try answering again, but this time truthfully."
Turgon sighed again. "I had a vision last night."
Elfwine instantly became serious. "Of?"
"A man forcing himself upon Elenwë in an alleyway." Seeing Elfwine's horror stricken face, he assured him, "I was able to stop him, thank the Valar. But the memory of what could have been…"
"But that's not all that's bothering you," Elfwine pointed out.
"You always could see through me," Turgon said ruefully. "It's just something the king said when I brought her home."
"Which was?"
"He said that the gift of foresight often flares up when one we love is in danger. He said that he hoped my loved transcended time because he would allow no man to court his daughters before their eighteenth year," Turgon stated. "I don't know what to do."
"You wait."
"For what?"
"For your love."
"What love?"
"Are you dense?"
"Obviously."
"Listen," Elfwine said patiently. "Why did you running off in the middle of the night to save one of your princesses from sexual assault when you knew that if you didn't, someone else would?"
"Because someone might not have and I would die if something happened that I could prevent."
"And how do you feel about this princess? You should probably think about that," Elfwine said leaving Turgon to think. "Oh, but I wouldn't tell Eldarion just yet if you do have some sort of attraction to Elenwë."
Turgon was just silent.
Tbc…
