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Date Posted: 21:31:59 04/08/02 Mon
Arwen was getting anxious. Aragorn had been gone too long. She had ordered he was brought back to the palace, consious or not. Her knowledge of Elvish medicine could be useful, she had no idea how bad things were.
She hurried down the corridor, to his study. Arwen was not sure why she had come to this room- but as he himself had said he had "sat in this room for weeks on end." Maybe she could feel closer to him there. To her surprise, Vomyr, was not standing guard at the door as he usually did, with or without the kings presence inside. Actually, there seemed to be very few people around in general, so she thought no more of it.
As she knew in her mind, but in her heart hoped differently, the study was empty. Anduril hung on the wall. She ran a finger down the blade, wondering and desparing at the fact Aragorn had not taken his sword with him. That was it . The absence was too long. She would go and seek him, and drag the carridge to the castle herself, if needs be. She rushed out the back of the palace and ran (as much as she could without looking un-elegant, of course)to the main station area of the guard. People flew in all directions, shouting for order, new messages about some escape, or something. Completely un-organised chaous. Breathless from her swift arrival, she caught sight of a lone carridge in the centre of the courtyard. Rushing to the window, fearing the worst, she peered in. Her heart leapt.
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