Thorwen woke up to someone knocking on her door. Clumsily, she got out of bed to answer it. It was Eldarion with some new clothes for her. “I told you we departed ere break of day”, he said with a wicked grin on his face.
“You didn’t say how soon ere break of day,”, Thorwen retorted
“Ere break of day is just that: ere break of day.”
“Say what you will. Thank you for the clothes. Now, would you mind waiting while I change to seduce me?” Before he could protest, Thorwen took the clothes from him and dissapeared into her room. She soon found that these garments were of far better material than she was used to. Then she realized that as the Crown Prince’s guest, it was natural for her to have good quality clothes, she thought chuckling.
When she emerged from her room again, the Queen and King were there waiting with her lover. What was the Queen doing here?
Seeing her confused glance towards his mother, Eldarion explained, “When my mother heard about you, she insisted on coming.”
“Oh, I see,” Thorwen said happily. She then turned to her King and Queen and curtsied. “I thank you for your hospitality, Your Majesties.”
“It was our pleasure, dear,”,Arwen answered before her husband could.
Aragorn, not to be outdone, added, “How could we not? You are our son’s lover.”
Just then the Captain of the Guard walked up to them and bowed. “All is ready, Sire.”
“Then let us depart,” the King said.
The journey was neither long nor hard. They had just reached the border of Ithilien and Minas Tirith and were now following Thorwen’s lead.
“It should be right up the road here…” Thorwen muttered. “Oh, I see it! I see it!” she squealed in delight.
“As do I,” Eldarion said calmly.
Seeing the look on her husband’s face, the Evenstar quietly asked him, “Mani naa ta, Melamin?”*
“It reminds me of the Shire,”she answered softly.
“Father, what is the Shire?” asked Eldarion curiously.
“It is the land I used to patrol when I was a Ranger.”
“I see, It must be beautiful.”
“It is, my son, it is.”
By now the Company had reached the house. The Royal Family and Thorwen unmounted and walked up to the door. Eldarion’s and Aragorn’s arms were wrapped around their lovers. They let Thorwen knock; it was her Father. The small group stood their, holding their breath. Thorwen was pure white and trembling. Eldarion was the only reason she had not fainted. Then they heard footsteps coming towards the door.
*Mani naa ta, Melamin? means What is it, My love?