Life went on. I married Aragorn. Eowyn married Faramir.
Eowyn and I continued to see each other, like we’d arranged. I slept with
Aragorn, so he wouldn’t think anything was wrong, but it was never as good
with him as it was with Eowyn. I don’t know if he still slept with Legolas.
A large part of me hoped he did. Even if I wasn’t in love with him any more
I still cared about him. I wanted him to be happy. And it made me feel better
about sleeping with Eowyn.
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It was about six weeks after that first night when I heard about the hunting
trip. It was going to be huge: almost all the men were going. It was a perfect
chance for Eowyn and I to be together.
I met up with her in the rose garden – the roses were now in full bloom.
There were so many different colours; red, pink, yellow, white. I couldn’t
help stopping for a minute to look, before walking down to the shelter where
Eowyn waited.
“Eowyn, did you hear? About the hunting trip?” She smiled at me.
“Yes, I did. And I want to take you somewhere special, Arwen.”
“Where?”
“A beach I found. It’s very beautiful. And no one will be there at night.”
I shivered at the implications, thinking of what we would do. She leaned
over and kissed me; starting gently, but getting more and more passionate
until I pulled away for air, breathless and gasping.
“We shouldn’t,” I said. “Someone might see.”
Her eyes glittered as she leaned close to me. “So?”
“So, Aragorn. And Faramir. They might hear about it. And we can’t let that
happen.”
“No. But I almost wish they would.”
“You wish they would what?”
“Hear about it.”
“Eowyn, are you mad? They can’t hear about it. They wouldn’t understand.”
“I know. I just feel guilty, cheating on them like this. And I hate having
to hide our love.”
“Me too. But it’s the only way.”
She nodded slowly. She looked sad and uneasy. I kissed her, long and deep,
to banish whatever thoughts were making her look like that.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A few days later the hunting party left, and that evening I went down to
the gardens to wait for Eowyn.
A/N: Again, I'm not very happy with this chapter. I think it's just that I'm not very good at dialogue. Also, the twisted part of my brain was demanding I stop and write an Arwen/Galadriel BDSM fic.
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