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{Strangely, Aragorn's Locket is resting on a tree stump, left unattended for the time being. However that can be forgiven when the video focuses on the man speaking quietly to a pure white Unicorn. His words are like a melody, the language soothing for even the most skittish of beasts.

The Unicorn, who is named Ehtyarion, is nuzzling Aragorn's shoulder, his ears perked forward to hear every word.}

Prestad? {"Is there trouble?" Ehtyarion shakes his head, flicking his mane out of his eyes so that he can see the man better. There is intelligence in his gaze - the sort of wisdom that is gained from experience. King Thranduil has sent Aragorn a fine companion.}

Agorel vae, Ehtyarion. {"Thank you, Ehtyarion." The man leans his forehead against the Unicorn's neck, running his fingers through the silken mane. After a minute or so, he steps back, allowing Ehtyarion a clear path to leave.

It might strike some viewers as odd that there isn't any sign of tack on the Unicorn, but, even if Ehtyarion were a regular horse, Aragorn wouldn't need such devices. While a saddle is nice, he can communicate his wants and needs without employing dominance and control.

The graceful creature picks his way across the forest pathway, hooves hardly making a sound as he trots. Aragorn then scoops up the Locket and alters the settings.}

{Private to Arwen, Eowyn, Faramir, Gimli and Legolas.}

I am ever restless - even in this time of joyful celebration. Ehtyarion allows me to cover more ground, yet one scout - one Ranger - is not sufficient. Ensure that your senses are keen and not addled by food or drink.

{Because he can't defend everyone at once like he is wont to do.}

Should I discover news worth sharing, you shall be the first to hear it.

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Quite. I shall have to meet him. [She gives a small smile before continuing.] And I know, though it is my desire to not be placed in such a position as to require aid.

He is a gift from King Thranduil. I should think he will be most enthused to be in your presence.

{If royal blood calls to the Unicorns, the purity of Arwen's blood can't be matched.}

Is it more likely that you shall come to my aid? {His lips curve playfully, but they both know she has done so in the past.}

And I in his.

[And she would happily do so again if needed. She gives him a look with a small nod, her tone light.] I shall have to acquire a steed of my own if that is going to be necessary.

Do you seek to spoil him with your affections? {Oh to envy a Unicorn.} A steed can be found - perhaps one resembling the breed the Elves favor? Despite his appearance, Ehtyarion is equipped for battle. His horn is not for show.

Well, my affections must be shared with others. [She teases, knowing her true affections will always be for him and him alone.] As long as it is light and swift. Though, I do not think I require one with such equipment for battle.

[If she could find a horse similar to that of the Mearas, it would be a fine steed indeed.]

As long they recognize the honor bestowed upon them, I see no harm. {Though his little smirk says that he knows she is teasing him.} You do not. Consider the search for a steed befitting the Evenstar underway.

[She responds with a small laugh, her lips pursing slightly before inclining her head.] Thank you, I shall see you soon. [She hopes.]

You shall and I will delight in your company. {How long has it been since they were alone? Too long.}

Stay safe, my love. [It does not need repeating, though it is difficult not to. There were too many unknown evils in this land.]

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Private - they totally need a cuddle log at some point