Our Forbidden Love-an LOTR imagine

Chapter 11

Y/N's POV:

"I see them! Up ahead!" Gimli hollers, pointing to two god-like figures up ahead. Turibulum. You shiver in fear, despite the scorching heat they're emitting. You've seen them before, in memories and fairytales, but you've never seen them this close. They have huge human-shaped figures, burnt and blistered and swept up in fire. Their eyes are sockets with human flesh seeping out in retched, goo-like substances.

"We need to do this. Hold the reigns tighter, tell him to pick up speed." Aragorn whispers in your ear in a husky, solemn voice that slightly turns you on but makes you whimper out of fear and submission. The anger and concentration made you respond quickly, reminding you of your father when he used to get upset at the council. You grip the reigns like they're your lifeline and put your free hand on the Aurelius. We need to push forward. We must go faster. It grunts and accelerates in speed, kicking up the ground and creating a sandstorm.  The wind begins to swirl around you, catching the attention of the Turibulum. They turn their horrid faces to you, and you feel like throwing up. Sensing your unease, Aragorn keeps a steady grip on your waist, wordlessly urging you to be brave. You focus on the wind letting your soul connect with that of the universe, not quite bending it to your will, but rather working harmoniously. Your father taught you that; no matter who you are or what powers you possess, a strong leader works with the people. Weak leaders WORK the people. You grit your teeth and call forward the water from the rivers coursing through the plains, guiding them and supporting them through the air. Together, you engulf the Turibulum in a tragically beautiful battle of life and death, fire and water. The Turibulum fall, solidifying into lava rocks. You thank the water and the air for helping you, and in return you place a protection on the land, ensuring that no one without permission would harm it. They simply agree and return to their original states. Suddenly, you felt dizzy. That was the problem with creating these large-scale "tricks". They drained you as if you were the one fighting the fire.

"You did it, Y/N. I knew you could." Aragorn states, his chin on your shoulder. You look up at him, feeling those butterflies that were reserved specifically for him, and feel the pain leave your body like magic. That's when the fatigue begins to kick in, and you, exhausted and drained, collapse on the horse in Aragorn's arms. The last thing you hear was just above a  whisper, "You're amazing."

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I'M BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER! First of all, I am truly sorry for falling off the face of the Earth after I promised you guys chapters every week, and I can't even explain how guilty I feel. Well, the creative drive has been turned back on, and it's summer, so I've been spending almost everyday on here and TikTok (while also watching a thousand Broadway bootlegs a day), so I've got all the time in the world and I'm determined to finish this book, and mAyBe sTaRt a sPiNoff (?) I have the book planned out , so it shouldn't be too difficult to add a few every week.

Also, I can add random One-Shots and Smuts IF you request. I might put that in a different book, but for now they can be up on here. You guys might also get non-requested imagines if I decide to take a week off of the main book or spend a week editing it. Crazy how it's already been almost a year, isn't it?

As for the request I've already gotten, I can't even express how sorry I am that a few days turned into 10 months. I will get right on it and I promise I shall deliver!!

One last thing: If you ever want to interact, be friends or if you just need someone that will listen to you, feel free to private message me, I love talking to people!

Okay, as always, always turn on your locations when you go in an Uber AND make sure you don't get into the car until you're sure it's your driver, and remember to drink your holy water (;