Daughter of the Ainur - Aragorn love story

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"She walked in moon dust, and stars were sprinkled in her hair."

We – or Aragorn who is carrying me – marches on, ahead of our company. The night is falling quickly but in the distance I can see the shimmer of a large forest. 'Hurry' Boromir beckons the Hobbits when they stumble across the forest floor.

I try to follow them with my eyes, see them, but my eyes close from time to time. I want to stay awake, but the poison is quicker than I thought. I look up, resting my heavy head against Aragorn's muscular chest. The golden leaves from the trees look like a roof, protecting all who walk beneath it. I hear in the distance Legolas mumble something but again my eyes close. I fight it, I can't give in!

'Eleniel! Hold on a little longer, please!' Aragorn pleads me. I mumble as an answer, not knowing how to speak properly anymore.

'Stay close, young Hobbits ... they say a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell' I hear Gimli say in a nervous tone. I look up to Aragorn's face, he is smiling and shaking his head. 'And are never seen again!' Adds Gimli. I chuckle a little, but even that hurts. It spreads across my shoulder onto my arm. My head feels so heavy..

'Well, here's one Dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox!' Gimli snorts. Suddenly Aragorn stops and holds me closer. I turn my head so I can see what is happening. A elf dressed as a captain steps forward. 'The Dwarf breathes so loud we could have shot him in the dark.' He says with a small smile. He nods his head towards Legolas, who is standing next to Aragorn. 'Mae govannen, Legolas Thranduilion' (Welcome Legolas, son of Thranduil) Legolas greets him in return. 'Govannas vîn gwennen le, Haldir o Lórien' (Our Fellowship stands in your debt, Haldir of Lórien)

My neck is starting to hurt, so I turn my head back and let it rest against Aragorn's chest, burying my head into his tunic.

He smells nice.

'A, Aragorn in Dúnedain istannen le ammen' (Oh, Aragorn of the Dúnedain, you are known to us) Haldir greets Aragorn coldly. 'Haldir' Aragorn mutters. 'So much for the legendary courtesy of the Elves! Speak words we can also understand!' I hear Gimli speak up. 'We have not had dealings with the Dwarves since the Dark Days' Haldir replies stern at Gimli.

Oh you stupid..!

'And you know what this Dwarf says to that? Ishkhaqwi ai durugnul!' (I spit on your grave!)

Gimli!

Aragorn moves and takes Gimli by the arm, still holding me with the other. I like this, him holding me close.

Wait, what..

'That was not so courteous' Aragorn hisses at Gimli. I hear footsteps moving towards us. 'You bring great evil with you' Is Haldir talking to Frodo?

I take a deep breath. Aragorn scent helps me stay awake. He smiles nice, like a man..

That the only word I have to describe it..

'You can go no further' Haldir suddenly sees, I feel his eyes on me and then I hear him walking away.

'Dartho!'(Wait!) Aragorn shouts towards Haldir. He holds me closer to his chest and starts to walk again.

'Boe ammen veriad lîn. Andelu i ven!' (We need your protection. The road is fell!) Aragorn pleads. I hear nothing what Haldir says. 'Merin le telim' (I wish we may come with you) Aragorn replies to him. This time Haldir answers so quietly than I think even Aragorn can't understand him. Henio, aníron boe ammen i dulu lîn!' (Please, understand, we need your support!) I hear Aragorn sigh. 'Eleniel harn' (Eleniel is hurt) He whispers. Within seconds I feel two hands on my head, I shiver from the sudden touch and Aragorn pulls me closer – if that is even possible – to his chest. Haldir sighs. 'Very well, you may follow me'