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{He is drawn to the forest with the same intensity some crave drink or food. Underneath the trees, he is at peace and his senses are alert. Behind him, a short distance away Ehtyarion is grazing, his large white ears swiveling this way and that to catch the sounds of the forest.

Aragorn glances at the unicorn, smiling to himself before he goes back to fletching some arrows. His hands are deft and practiced as he works and he rises when one arrow is done. Picking up his bow - something he carved and fitted himself - he nocks the arrow and takes careful aim at a soft target. Said target is composed of moss and leaves that he has nailed to a tree.

The arrow flies true and hits the mark. Ehtyarion makes an indignant sound and Aragorn speaks softly as he retrieves the arrow:}

Av-'osto, Ehtyarion, av-'osto. {"Don't be afraid, Ehtyarion, don't be afraid." He chuckles as the unicorn tosses his mane imperiously.}

Goheno nin, hîr vuin. {"Forgive me, my lord." Stowing the arrow in his bushel, he places a hand over his heart and bows. With a quick, graceful trot, Ehtyarion closes the space between them and nudges his velvet soft muzzle against Aragorn's cheek. The man strokes his fingers through the unicorn's mane, eyes soft.}

As the chill grows, our companions become dearer to us. {His attention shifts to the Locket.} Surround yourself with laughter and warmth no matter the obstacles. Even if death should separate us, the bonds we forge will not dissipate.

{Gathering his bow and fletching materials, he stows them away on the unicorn's back. He has fashioned a special saddle for the proud creature - something light, durable and soft. Once everything is secured, he swings himself easily into the saddle, Locket in hand.}

There is much to see; much to enjoy. {Positioning the Locket just so - away from him and towards the trees - he urges Ehtyarion into a quick trot. The beauty of the forest is easy to see - emerald greens, browns, reds and even golds pass in front of the screen. Aragorn lets the view speak for itself before closing the Locket with a click.}

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She is far wiser than I and you have seen her approach you with an open heart. For her sake and the sake of my ancestor, I wish you happiness. {And peace.} The past cannot be changed, but the future has yet to be born.

She is very like her father in that. .. And I am.. well enough here. Happiness, I think, is asking for too much. I would be satisfied with some measure of contentment.

[ and then a subject change, because this is getting a little too open and uncomfortable for him. ]

Have you been informed whether the two of you will have children..?

I do not know. {There is a certain longing in his eyes.} I hope for a son, but I would delight in daughters.

Perhaps you will have both. Doubtless you will be good parents, given the household you were raised in.

All would be cherished. {Joyfully. He has a secret desire to see little girls that look like Arwen.} I will give them and Arwen the best life possible.

[ maedhros would literally die if he had little foster great-granddaughters that looked like their mom. ]

Doubtless so. [ despite himself, a curl of humor filters into his voice. ] Elrond would never have approved of you if he thought otherwise.

{Everyone would die because how adorable would they be? And, by the way, Maedhros, you get two foster great-granddaughters and one foster great-grandson. Jackpot.}

I have watched him love and care for her since I was a young man. He wouldn't even allow me to see her until I came of age. {Then he was awestruck.} I wished for her to follow her people to the Grey Havens - for his sake and the sake of her kin. Yet she chose to stay behind.

[ and they're all probably precious. ;n; ]

'Twould be what her family would want. She would doubtless regret it until the very end of days, though.

{It's his turn to sigh - the sound a mixture of contentment and loss.}

They will not be forgotten. I have given the Lady Galadriel my word.

Good. Artanis and Lord Celeborn have lost enough already.

Their great-grandchildren will know them so well that they will have no trouble recounting them to their children.

I hope that they will be in their lives for some time before they sail.

I pray so. {What a delight it would be to present Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel with newly born babes.} Arwen's kin is the only family I have.

.. And yet, we make our own families. There will be others as dear to you.

I have found them in Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits and even Wizards.

Then you have other kin, yes? Perhaps not of blood, but in the end, blood truly does not always account for much.

My father and mother gave me all they could. He died when Orcs attacked our settlement and she died amongst the Elves after Lord Elrond gave us sanctuary. I do not think poorly of them, but they left me with little choice.

Now I am thankful for the bonds I have forged.

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