Title: Promises

Author: Acassha ([email protected])

Website: http://www.angelfire.com/folk/birdsong/patria

Rating: PG-13

Pairing/main characters: Arwen, Aragorn/Boromir

Series/Sequel: complete

Summary: Arwen cannot help but look on Boromir and Aragorn and wonder....

Disclaimer: Not mine. Never will be. But hey, a girl can dream, can't she? Can't she?

Date: Dec 2001

Archive/distribution: Take it, just tell me.

Warning: Slash. Take it or leave it.

Notes: The product of Acassha being inundated with A/B fic......blame everyone else, it's nothing to do with me.

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Promises

By Acassha

 

You made me a promise. How long will you manage to keep it?
When will the temptation become too much?
I see it I your eyes; they way they follow him around the room, like a hunter stalking its prey. They track every movement, they stare longingly.
And he.he does nothing save return such looks.
In my own house! You dare this, even under the gaze of my father. Have you no shame, no cares, no thought for me?
Or is it that the hunt is too encompassing, too overpower, the desire to hunt, and claim, and take what your believe to be your own...
You crave him, your man of Gondor. I can see it. It is a look, a desire, and thought that it not rational, driven by lust and nothing more.
My father claims that men are fickle. That they all too easily say one thing and do another. I do not wish to believe such a thing.
But are you the same? Under your skin flows the blood of men, and that of Isildur. I confess I find myself unsure of what you are capable.
Will you, in the end, give into these desires that sweep through you, seemingly, to me, tangible enough to reach out and touch? Will you surrender to this lust, act on it, spend it?
If you do, will you think of me?
Would you risk losing me for him? Is he worth that to you?
I'll wait for you to return, my King, and if you do, either my father or myself will be proved wrong.
But remember; you made me a promise.

 

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