The Parting Gift.
I could have turned him away; made certain he never passed my borders to behold her again. Instead, I bade him welcome, had a bath prepared and fine garments laid out for him.
Joy had long eluded Arwen. I feared her fading. Aragorn ached with emptiness. I saw into his heart and hers.
Destiny dictates that they be united.
Today I bestow the bride gift upon him.
The adoration in his eyes at her name awes me. I lose much at his gaining. Yet he is worthy indeed.
Though I am doomed to diminish, their fruit will flourish.
I was sorry that Galadriel did not feature in the "There and Back " challange, but decided to write the drabble I had in mind for her in any case.