All he ever wanted

On March 2, 3019 of the third age, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli and Gandalf arrived in Edoras. While Gandalf was healing, nay exorcizing Théoden, Éowyn ran into the room.

"Éowyn!" Cimorene called. "Come back!" Cimorene was carrying Tyrian when she followed Éowyn. Legolas caught her as she passed him.

"Why my la-" He started to say.

"Quiet." She whispered. No one knows my true name here, nor do they know I am an elf. I am Shiara here, and this is Anborn."

Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli all heard her and nodded. As Théoden collapsed, Éowyn wrenched herself out of Aragorn's grip and caught Théoden.

Gandalf had freed Théoden from Saruman's clutches. Now the decision was what to do with Gríma Wormtongue, and what to do about Saruman's assaults on Rohan. What to do about Wormtongue was easy, for he fled Edoras.

Now about those assaults...

That evening, Aragorn and Legolas found Cimorene in the dining chamber.

"You caused a lot of unrest when you left." Aragorn said, "Lord Elrond is feeling extremely guilty."

"It is not his fault, and it never was."

"And Erestor had to do a lot of assuaging before Glorfindel would leave his room."

Cimorene turned around at the mention of Glorfindel's name. "How is he?" She asked, "Is he okay?"

"He does not smile anymore. Nor does he speak unless spoken too, and his replies are short."

"I left to keep Glorfindel and Tyrian safe. Neither of them was safe with me if Linhir was in Imladris. I will find him again, no matter where he is, I will find him. I still love him with my whole heart."

"I know you still do. I hate to see you like this. You're like a mother to me. You raised me in the way only mother could. Now, why the names?"

Same reason we named you Estel, and you took on different names while you traveled. For safety. If Linhir came to Edoras and asked for Cimorene and Tyrian, he would not find anyone of those names here."

"But why, for your name, pick Shiara?"

"It is my middle name, so naturally, I would respond to that better than a whole new name."

"He misses you greatly. Sometimes he would sit in the infirmary, waiting, or other times on the balcony, in the gardens, or even inside the kitchen. Before we left, if you got close enough to his room at night, you could hear him cry in his sleep, or he would repeat your name repeatedly."

Cimorene was in tears when Aragorn stopped talking. "I knew it would hurt him," She sobbed, "but not this bad. If I did not leave, Linhir would have killed Glorfindel and Tyrian."

Aragorn embraced her, "It'll be alright, nana, everything will be all right." He said soothingly.