Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own any characters or places in Lord of the Rings.

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As Gandalf placed a crown on Aragorn's head, hundreds of Gondorians and other people watched in rapt attention at the ceremony crowning the new king of Gondor, King Elessar.

"Now come the days of the King." announced the wizard as he gazed proudly upon the human kneeling before him. "May they be blessed."

As the newly crowned King of Gondor stood up, he was very nervous. Come on Aragorn. You fought orcs, trolls, and even faced up to Sauron himself! Your letting yourself be afraid over a coronation ceremony? he thought to himself.

Taking a deep breath, King Elessar turned around and faced his people. Instantly, a loud cheer erupted and clapping came from the crowd.

"This day does not belong to one man… but to all." The former ranger looked around. "Let us together re-build this world… that we may share in the days of peace."

A unified cheer sounded again at his declaration, confident that they have gotten a just and wise king after so long.

Spreading his arms out, Aragorn started to sing. "Et Eärello Endorenna utúlien...Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta!"

Suddenly, Legolas approached Aragorn and embraced him. Mellonin… (friend)

"Hannon le…" (Thank you)

Smiling mysteriously and signaling silently in response, Legolas went to the side to watch a joyful reunion.

Gaping slightly, Aragorn watched as Lord Elrond of Rivendell approached with his daughter, Arwen, at his side and a line of elves behind them.

Stopping before he reached the stairs, Lord Elrond watched with the rest, as Arwen ascended the stairs and stood before her lover.

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears and she gave a shaky smile at Aragorn. Aragorn couldn't bear to see the Evenstar unhappy. Ignoring the banner stitched with the White Tree of Gondor in her hands, he quickly planted a deep kiss onto the elf's lips.

Twirling around, as the couple was lost in their own world, people around them applauded and smiled.

Reluctantly, they broke the kiss as they started down the steps.

Suddenly and without any warning, the banner Arwen was holding got tangled with her feet and she tripped down the stairs.

Half trying to catch her and half trying to not trip himself, Aragorn tried to pull the she-elf back. Failing dreadfully, Aragorn managed to get himself tripped up as well in the banner and they both toppled down the stairs.

The banner also fell and started what would be called as the worst coronation ceremony of the Fourth Age.

Hitting two people on the head simultaneously, they toppled two other people whose waving arms manage to trip up soldiers and citizens, creating a chain effect that quickly spread throughout all who attended the ceremony that day.

Helping Arwen up, Aragorn thought dazily, This is NOT a good sign for my reign is it? Does the Valar have it in for me or something?

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AN: Hey. I know I had updated just yesterday. But this chapter is a special one in celebration of my birthday today. ENJOY!

THANKS GOES TO FRODOSCHICK FOR THE GREAT IDEA THAT MADE THIS CHAPTER POSSIBLE! THANK YOU!