Estel | Aragorn Fanfiction

The Battle

Aragorn and Eleniel stood next to each other, their eyes drawn to the black smoke rising from where they knew Minas Tirith stood. Legolas and Gimli stood a few feet away from them, their eyes also looking in the distance. She glanced to her left at the man next to her with a slightly sad but still somewhat hopeful smile, "I love you." The Ranger returned her smile with one of his own, "I love you too."

They moved away from the edge of the ship until they were sure that the Orcs would not be able to see them once they made port. Their fleet of black ships finally pulled up along the Anduin River. "Late, as usual! Pirate scum! There's work that needs doing." Eleniel heard from where her at the others stood.

A sly grin grew on her face, "Come on, ya sea rats! Get out off your ships!"

Aragorn smirked at her and even sent her a fleeting wink, "See you on the other side." He muttered to her before jumping off the black ship. Gimli let out a little grunt and followed after him. Legolas shook his head before muttering something about Dwarves and calmly followed after them. Eleniel took a deep breath to prepare herself as a small pit settled in her stomach and a lump lodged itself in her throat.

Glancing down at the Ringil at her side, she thought of her family and people then the Valar. Filled with determination, she jumped off the ship, landing behind the others. She watched as the Orcs looked at them amusedly as they advanced towards them.

"There are plenty for both of us! May the best dwarf win!" Gimli exclaimed as smirks made their way onto all of their faces. With weapons drawn, they moved to attack the Orcs. As they attacked, the army of the dead appeared behind them. Her smirk widened as she watched some of the Orcs turn as if to retreat but she knew that they would not survive.

And she was right. The army of the dead soon overwhelmed the Orcs.

The four of them ran with the Army of the Dead, killing Orcs as they went. She could hear Legolas and Gimli laughing loudly and counting their kills, making the Elf roll her eyes at the two of them.

"Fifteen!"

"Sixteen!" Legolas shot an arrow through the head of an Orc about to swing its blade at Gimli's unprotected back.

"Seventeen!"

They were fighting their way towards Minas Tirith when a fell beast appeared and grabbed her body in its jaw before throwing her, sending her flying across the ground. Grunting, Eleniel reached her hand up holding her bleeding side when she saw a familiar figure saunter towards her.

It took everything in her to withhold a groan. "We meet again, she-elf." The Witch King said as she laid down on the ground.

Eleniel spat out the blood in her mouth onto the grass before glaring at the Witch King. "Indeed." She stood, suppressing the scream of pain she wanted to let out. She saw Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas approaching behind the Witch King but they stopped at the shake of her head. The males looked torn between listening to her and helping but decided that it was best to just listen although her love looked like he would rather do anything but that.

She looked into the black holes that he called eyes of the Witch King. "My master will reward you greatly if you but surrender to his cause," the ugly thing said. "He shall make you a Queen, loved above all else."

Eleniel rolled her eyes at the Witch King and went to pull Ringil from its place at her waist but stopped herself. No. This sword is not to be used for someone as lowly as the Witch King, instead she pulled her own sword out of its sheath, brandishing it. The fell beast took a bite at her but she moved out of the way of its outstretched jaw before she lit her sword on fire and removed its head from its neck.