Disclaimer: I wish oh how I really wish but I don't own lotr..
AN: this story takes place in rivendell.on midsummer's eve. Very sweet
story I think.Arwen is young and in love. So that explains why she's really
giddy.if that's a word
It was Midsummer's Eve and there were festivities in Rivendell that
night. Maranwe Palantir ran down the path to the home of her closest
friend, Arwen Undomiel. Down the hill she could hear the voices of many
elves laughing lightly and the sound of music playing. Tonight would indeed
be an entertaining one.
Knocking lightly on the intricately carved door Maranwe called out,
"Arwen? It's me." Listening carefully she could detect the sounds of
giggling and whispers of a few elvish words she could not decipher from
behind the door.
"Come in!" Arwen said with a laugh. She suddenly shrieked with
happiness from an unknown delight, "Quickly!"
Maranwe raised an eyebrow warily but went through the door anyway
with haste. A bemused look appeared on her face as she saw what was before
Aragorn was there, holding Arwen close with his hands gently resting
on her hips. His forehead was pressed up against her own as Arwen continued
to giggle in his loving clutches. He placed a quick kiss to her lips before
saying in a low whisper, "I will see you shortly."
Arwen bit her lip and shook her head, "No, stay here." She murmured.
Her forehead still touching his she wrapped her arms around his neck,
pulling him down for a deeper kiss. From the other side of the room Maranwe
blushed and averted her eyes from the couple.
A few moments later Aragorn pulled back, only an inch or so and said,
"It will not even be an hour love."
Arwen put on a fake pout, "But it is still too long to be away from
Aragorn smiled and pressed another quick kiss to her scowling lips,
"Arwen." he sighed.
"Fine." She humphed. Aragorn turned to go as she gave him a playful
smile, "I'll be waiting."
He returned the grin, "And I will be counting the seconds." He nodded
hello to Maranwe and quickly went out the door and ran to his own
corridors, avoiding to be seen by anyone.
Finally Maranwe turned to her friend who was grinning from ear to
ear. Her eyes shone with happiness, her face was glowing, and the blush on
her cheeks had reddened. There was doubt about it-Arwen was in love."My,
my," Maranwe said, "Don't you seem a little happy today?"
The blush rose on Arwen's cheeks even more, "Yes, I suppose so." The
half elf beside her gave her an eyeing look, "What?" Arwen asked.
"What happened?" Maranwe pressed, pleading for information. Arwen
just smiled. She knew Maranwe always wanted to know the details of her
meetings with Estel. Deep down beneath her warrior like attitude, Maranwe
was a diehard romantic. She would tell her friend what she wanted to know-
just not yet.
When Maranwe received no reply she frowned, "Fine, be that way. I can
figure it out on my own."
Arwen finally spoke, "And how do you plan on doing that?" glancing
back at her friend she saw Maranwe looking around the room and then at her.
Slowly a satisfied grin appeared on her face.
"That was easy enough." She said. Looking to her companion, Arwen's
crystal blue eyes told her to continue.
"He brought you flowers." She started, nodding to the bouquet of
plants sitting in a vase on the shelf.
Arwen smiled, "Yes, he did. But is that all you know?"
Maranwe shook her head and stepped closer to Arwen, "Your dress is
all wrinkled by your waist, and since I know for a fact that you and Estel
did participate in 'those' activities-" she grinned playfully as she
watched Arwen give her a scowling look. Maranwe went up and quickly poked
Arwen in the side, getting her to let out a quick laugh, "He must have
tickled you quite a bit. And then last but not least, your lips are full
and colored meaning you two shared many more kisses that I thankfully was
not here to witness." Smiling triumphantly Maranwe looked at Arwen, "Am I
Arwen's lips slowly curled upward as she rushed to her laughing.
Maranwe laughed along with her as she embraced Arwen tightly. "Oh, you have
no idea." Arwen cried as she spun around the room, "I have never felt so
alive." Her blue eyes sparkled as she thought of her past moments with
Aragorn. She approached Maranwe again and clutched her hands in her own,
"It's love Maranwe, that's the only thing it could be." Letting her hands
fall to her sides Arwen sighed and spoke dreamily, "Oh, how I love him so."
Maranwe smiled, overjoyed for her friends happiness, "And have you
told Estel these feeling?" she asked sitting next to Arwen on her bed.
Arwen looked at her thoughtfully and shook her head, "No, " she
paused before saying, "I suppose I am afraid. For if I were to proclaim
those three simple, yet precious words to me and he did not return them, I
would feel foolish. We have only been together a year and are still early
in love. It is understandable he would not return my proclamation."
There was a silence in the room as Maranwe stared at her in
disbelief, "Arwen," she spoke exasperated, "You are indeed foolish if you
think Estel would return those words to you. He leaves you little notes
everywhere you go." She stood and crossed the room and opened Arwen's
jewelry box and pulled out two of the notes hidden there. Opening one, she
"'My dearest Undomiel, my love for you is deeper than any sea. I could
hold you in my arms forever and slowly rock you to sleep like the gentle
Unfolding the other one it said, "'Evenstar, to see your face makes my
heart leap for joy, to see your smile will make me soar high enough to fly
above every mountain. But to hear your laugh makes me realize that I would
go anywhere and do anything just to be with you.'"
Looking back to Arwen Maranwe said, "He may not have said it yet Arwen, but
Estel loves you. I see it every time you are together, by the way he looks
at you, the way he holds you, the way he kisses you, the two of you were
meant to be." Maranwe smiled. She understood that her friend must have been
a little doubtful. Her and Aragorn knew that their love was forbidden. The
only other people who knew were Maranwe, and Aragorn's mother Gilrean.
Maranwe went back to the bed and hugged her honorary big sister from
behind, "Do not doubt what your heart is telling you. It beats that way for
Arwen smiled in gratitude, "Thank you Maranwe. You are right; I should
never doubt my heart."
Maranwe let out a short laugh, " I cannot see how you could doubt Estel.
The way the two of you were when I entered the door; one could of mistaken
you for newlyweds." Arwen laughed lightly until Maranwe gave her an eyeing
look, "So are you going to tell me everything that happened in my absence,
Arwen gave Maranwe a suspicious stare, "I do say, the only reason you
comfort me is to hear stories of me with Estel." When Maranwe's eyes
pleaded for information Arwen gave in, "All right, all right. I will tell."
Maranwe grinned and listened carefully as Arwen began to speak.
"I was sitting at my desk, writing a letter to my grandmother and I felt
rough callused hands slide up my arms-"
a few minutes later-
"-Oh, and Maranwe when he kisses me I feel like I'm flying. It is-the most
amazing thing, this wonderful refreshing feeling makes you feel all warm
inside, and yet, you are still shivering from his gentle touch." Arwen
spoke gleefully as she finished her story.
Maranwe sighed as she fell back on the bed in her own dreamy thoughts.
There was a slight pause until she spoke, "The confusing fact of the matter
is Arwen, why do they call it falling in love, when your heart feels like
Arwen sighed, "I do not know. It is rather odd." She then smiled again as
she wrapped her arms around herself, "It is a wonderful feeling to be in
the arms of the one you love. And yet-" she appeared to drift off in
thought as she said, "the fact that our love is forbidden-" her voice
trailed off to a whisper.
Maranwe sat up, curious to hear the rest, "What about it? Tell me Arwen."
Arwen smiled shyly, "Promise you will tell no soul."
Maranwe nodded, "I've kept the secret of you and Estel for a year now."
Arwen turned to her, "Not even Estel-at least not yet."
The half-elf nodded again, "I swear, I wont tell anyone."
Arwen's face reddened again and she sat next to Maranwe and whispered, "The
fact that the love between Aragorn and I is forbidden." She repeated, "Only
wants me want to be with him more."
Maranwe's eyes widened as she shrieked, "ARWEN! Be with him?! As in-"
Arwen hushed her frantically and quickly looked around the room, checking
to see if anyone could of possibly heard, "No! No! Not like that! No!" her
face flushed even more at the thought of her and Aragorn-someday. "Well-
maybe-" she spoke in a hushed whisper.
She then turned her attention back to Maranwe who was laughing in
hysterics; obviously she had heard the elven princess. "So I was right."
She cried, "You were thinking about it."
Arwen scowled knowing Maranwe was right. But she wouldn't admit it.
Reaching out she quickly shoved the still laughing Maranwe off her bed,
where she fell in a heap on the floor. Silence took over until Arwen peaked
over the edge of the bed, staring at her friend. Maranwe now scowled and
pushed her self to her feet.
"How nice of you." She spoke gravely.
Arwen smiled and stood in front of the young half-elf and pulled a stray
piece of hair out of her face. "All right enough fooling around, we need to
"Fooling around? You were the one who pushed me off the bed." Maranwe said
as Arwen guided her to the walk in closet.
"Your dress is in there." Arwen told her.
Maranwe gave her a desperate look, "Dress?"
Arwen nodded, "Your father had it sent here so you wouldn't ruin it by
'accident'." Maranwe sighed as Arwen shut the door behind her, "It's red so
it should flatter you." Arwen let out a laugh as she heard Maranwe yelp at
the sight of her gown, "It's only one night Maranwe, I know how much you
hate dresses, but that's is what is appropriate for the evening."
A little while later the two friends emerged from Arwen's corridors ready
for an evening of food, dancing and fun. The music got louder as they went
down the hill and they could already see some couples dancing.
"Do you remember the plan?" Arwen spoke.
Maranwe nodded, "Yes, don't worry, it will all go as hoped. As long as
Estel remembers his part you two will have your time together."
Ooo what is the plan you wonder?? Wait until the next chapter and you will
find out.plus.LOADS OF FLUFF AHEAD!!!!!!!!