For a moment she cannot breathe, just reading the misery in his eyes, and it takes a enormous amount of self control not to step forward and throw her arms around him. Anything to erase that look. Oh, Aragorn, what sorrows and troubles keep finding their way to your shoulders? It does not matter that they are strong, and wide enough, to hold as many as he deems fit. He should not have to.
Arwen turns her face to press against his touch, the movement instinctive and as natural as the beating of her heart.
"Ill fates might yet be changed. Dark to light, tears to laughter. There is little so terrible that cannot be mended with effort." Her father's influence, though he and the Dunadan may be at odds over her future. "But your words are wise. Lead on, my ranger. I will follow."
She secures her grip around the steel and extends her free hand, in hopes he might take it.
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For a moment she cannot breathe, just reading the misery in his eyes, and it takes a enormous amount of self control not to step forward and throw her arms around him. Anything to erase that look. Oh, Aragorn, what sorrows and troubles keep finding their way to your shoulders? It does not matter that they are strong, and wide enough, to hold as many as he deems fit. He should not have to.
Arwen turns her face to press against his touch, the movement instinctive and as natural as the beating of her heart.
"Ill fates might yet be changed. Dark to light, tears to laughter. There is little so terrible that cannot be mended with effort." Her father's influence, though he and the Dunadan may be at odds over her future. "But your words are wise. Lead on, my ranger. I will follow."
She secures her grip around the steel and extends her free hand, in hopes he might take it.