Torn from you

Back again

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~previously~

"Gimli I haven't told you?" I now had tears streaming down my face painfully as my hands were clenched into the grass. Pain. All I could feel was pain. This whirlpool of emptiness in my stomach can leave me alone for me to wallow in my own self-pity and the next moment it would be back, ready to devour and overcome my body with grief. "I...I can die of heartbreak, the t-the only way for me to live is if he loves me back. That will not happen though, he will live on and love Arwen with all his heart. I-i don't want him to worry about me! He should live on and not have to worry about a stupid elf!" I slammed my fists on the floor in anger as my tears dropped from my eyes and fell into the river to be washed away. My damp hair flowed across my saddened face and struck upon Gimli's trembling figure.

"I-I can't let you d-die, is there no other way?" Tears threatened to spill from his eyes but he held them back.

"N-no and t-there n-never will be a s-second choice Gimli. I'm sorry, t-this is all my f-fault. I should've never fallen in love with him"

"How long do you have left to live?"

I thought for a while before answering "roughly 10 y-years. That goes in the blink of an eye for an elf! I don't want to die yet! I-I can't..." I broke down into tears and suddenly a sharp pain had filled my stomach and I hunched over in pure agony. I groaned slightly and mumbled "it's begun. I will f-fade" Gimli hugged me tightly...very tightly and I was glad to have a friend like him...a best friend, I don't know what I would do without him.

"I won't let you fade" he mumbled as gigantic tears splashed onto my head.

"Gimli there I-is nothing you can do"

"Fine but I want the last ten years of your life to be happy ones so come on! We are going back to Gondor and then you can see your father or maybe your father can visit you himself!" He stood up and pulled me up with him but this time I did not refuse. I guess I could hold back my feelings for a while longer.

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Aragorn's PoV:

Gimli and Legolas had left roughly five hours ago and I was beginning to get worried, I mean who wouldn't? They were the people whom I had fought alongside with in battle and I can't just let them leave otherwise I don't know how I would cope doing this alone.

Being king is hard. It's not like it is in the tales I've heard where they can just wear a crown and sit in a throne. I have to do paperwork constantly and order people around when I don't want to although it is my first day, what can I expect? I would rather still be a ranger than rule a kingdom of people. Arwen has been a real help, she can lighten any mood even in the darkest of hours when all of my hope seems to fade. I don't know what I would do without her, she is like the other piece to my heart and if it breaks than I would die.

I was sat down at my desk finishing some paperwork about orphans that need help in the city, they said that after I had finished this than I could return back to the celebration, even if I ordered them they still forced me into work.

My mind kept drifting off to my two friends that were in the wild and I longed to join them, even though my longing, I still had an urge of panic that forced me to tense up in worry. What if they had gotten attacked on the way? No orcs left Aragorn what if they had an argument that ended up in a fight? They are more mature now Aragorn you are treating them like children that is why I am worried, they still act like children and they are very dear to me.