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Title: Eltinuviel (#149)
Author: Elfgal
Chapters: 2
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Archive: Tolkien
Category: Femme Fatale
Description: Eldarion son of Aragorn finds a wounded girl in the forests of Ithilien. He is enraputured by her the moment he sees her, but will she return these feelings?
Published: 26 Jul 2003
Updated: 14 Aug 2003
Warnings: Eldarion/OC
Type: Romance
Characters: Eldarion; Thorwen (OC); Aragorn; Arwen;
Chapter 1 - Lovely Maiden
Eldarion sighed in frustration. He and his company had just defeated two scores of Orcs and were all very tired.
"Oy! Sire! Come here, you should see this!" one of his men shouted.
He quickly walked off in the direction of the call. He was not prepared for the sight that met him. In front of him was the most beautiful woman we had ever seen. Not even the dirty rags she wore or the bloody wound on her shoulder could hide her beauty. He then realized he was gawking. Gaining his composure, he sprinted toward them to see what he could do for her.
"Unconscious" Linad, who had found her began, "a blow to the head, and then of course that wound...by the looks of it, I don't think it's been kept that clean."
"Aye, Linad. I'll do what I can for her until we get back to the city. As for the blow to the head...well...she will most likely have complete memory loss, as it was strong enough to knock her unconscious" the prince replied.
He quickly took some Athelas out of his healing pouch, for it was his father that had taught him the art of healing. Athelas was the best thing he knew to help in the healing process. As for the blow to the head...he would let the healers treat that. He did not think it wise for her to wake up in her current state. He finished with the Athelas and tore off a piece of his tunic to bind the wound. That would have to do for now. The company was still halfway between Ithilien and Minas Tirith, which was a two hour ride at the least. He hoped she made it, she just had to make it.
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Hours later Eldarion left her with the healers. He would have stayed with her, but his father required his presence at dinner that night. He would be back for her, though, sooner than anyone would expect.
After the dinner, he immediately made his way to the second circle of the Citadel and the Houses of Healing. There he found that the wound had been treated with due care and that she would most likely wake in the morning. Just as he was turning to leave, her eyes fluttered open. When he saw that, Eldarion was back at the bedside faster than the eye could see.
"Where am I? Who are you? Who am I? WHAT??? I CAN'T REMEMBER WHO I AM???" she said, or rather yelled at him.
"I am Eldarion and you are in Minas Tirith" Eldarion replied, "as for who you are, I know not, but you must have some name. Therefore, I name you Eltínuviel, Nightingale of the Star. For your voice is like a nightingale and I see the light of a star in your eyes."
For a moment she just gaped at him, then she finally replied, "It is a pleasure to receive a compliment from one so noble."
"Good, because it is a pleasure to be in the presence of one so beautiful" Eldarion replied with a smile.
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Chapter 2 - Amin Mela Lle
"Thank you" she replied giggling.
"Would you like to take a walk in the gardens, if you are well enough?"
"Yes, that would be nice. We should be alright as long as the Warden does not catch us...he is very strict."
Eldarion laughed, "I know that from first hand experience, M'lady."
By that time they had entered the garden and were fairly well hid, as not to be seen by the Warden.
Eldarion was still staring into her eyes. They were a beautiful, flowing, bright blue. He couldn't resist those eyes. Without thinking, acting out of pure desire, he swept her up into a long, sweet, passionate kiss.
When they broke for air, Eltínuviel wasn't sure what to do. Run from him, slap him, kiss him back? Maybe...yes, she loved him. Waving her long, dark hair in a second kiss, she mingled hers with his shoulder length raven hair.
After the second kiss, neither the prince nor Eltínuviel knew what to do. Finally, Eldarion said, "Eltínuviel, do you love me? For I am enraptured by you."
"Aye, Eldarion, I do...amin mela lle (I love you)." She suddenly switched to Sindarin, but she had no idea where such a knowledge of the ancient language came from.
"Eltínuviel, I did not know that you spoke Sindarin!" Eldarion gasped, shattering their peaceful moment.
"Nor did I!" Eltínuviel responded.
"You must be regaining your memory! Slowly, maybe, but it is still coming back." He said, eyes wide with anticipation. "Come, I will take you to my father. He may know what is going on."
"But what about the Warden?"
"He will not know" Eldarion said flashing a devilish grin.
Eltínuviel laughed as they descended into the palace. Suddenly, she gasped. "What?! We are going into the palace?!"
"Yes" Eldarion frowned in confusion. "This is my home. I am the Crown Prince of Gondor, I thought you knew."
"No indeed, M'lord. But tell me, Sire, is your father the king?" she asked, quickly switching to formality.
"Yes, who else would it be? And please, just call me Eldarion, I can hardly put up with the servants calling me Sire...I would not be able to tolerate my love using the same formality."
"Very well, Si- Eldarion."
They were right outside the king's study. There were guards there, of course, so that no one arrived unannounced, but Eldarion had free access to his father's study at all times, announced or not. The guards moved aside with sweeping bows, opening the intricately designed double doors for the couple. As they entered, both desperately hoped that all would go well.
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I know, I know! I shouldn't have sped it up so fast, but hey, I had writer's block when I wrote this!
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