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Subject: Top of the world!

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Aragorn

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Date Posted: 19:26:03 04/06/02 Sat

Aragorn stroled down the halls of his castle, a spring in his step. For the first time since he had become king, he was happy. The windows were all opened and Aragorn leaned out, breathing in the fresh morning air, listening to the joyous bird songs that seemed specially for him.
The outside world seemed to be glowing, last night's rain still glistened on the folliage. The king felt his spirit soar as he forgot he was the king. He was a man, a man in love, in love with a wonderful woman who adored him back. Life was good.
A passing servant greeted him, "Morning your majesty" and Elessar returned.
He pulled back from the window, an unspoken sigh on his lips and smiled at the man who had jolted him, painfully, back to reality. "Good morning..." he trailed off realising he'd forgotten the man's name and moved away.
The man shouted it after him but Aragorn wasn't really listening so he nodded vaguely and kept on walking.
Since his plans yesterday to train with the recruits had been unexpectadly cancelled Aragorn headed towards the practice area. He left Anduril behind, knowing the study wasn't on his way and that Vomyr, having returned by now, would probably find more work for him to do if he visited.
So with a spring in his step Aragorn bounded down the stone stairs into the city streets. The training grounds were some way away but it was a beautiful morning and he did not mind the walk.
Waving his hand he acknoledged a little boy, his head stuck out of a third flood window. The boy was soon dragged out of sight by his mother, who only recognised her king after he had moved on. Grinning Aragorn turned into into the alley that was the shortest way to the grounds.
Humming a tune he did not know either the words or the tune to Aragorn felt on top of the world.
And so he did not see the man lunge out of one of the nearby slums.

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