Format: 300 word FLF
Genre: romance, friendship
Characters: Fellowship, Arwen, Elrond
Summary: The Hobbits are present at a very special occasion.
Flanked by his foster brothers and preceded by his Steward, carrying the White Rod, Aragorn walked towards the Court of the Fountain.
Arwen was waiting for him, leaning on her father’s arm. She wore a gown of blue and silver and bright gems glittered in her raven hair.
The four Hobbits had been given a place of honour at the front of the crowd, where they stood together with Legolas and Gimli.
“Doesn’t Strider look smart?” Pippin whispered, gazing at his friend who wore a tunic and breeches of black velvet. The front of the tunic was embroidered with the White Tree in glittering silver thread. On his brow, the Elendilmir shone like a star.
“He looks a hero from the old tales!” said Sam.
“He is the King,” said Merry. “A king should be like a hero of old.”
“And is the Lady Arwen not as beautiful as any heroine of the old stories?” said Frodo. “Surely Lúthien herself could not have been fairer! I feel for her father, though. He looks so sad.”
“The Gaffer was sad when our Daisy was wed,” said Sam. “I guess it’s natural like.”
“It is especially sad for Master Elrond,” said Frodo.
“Why?” asked Pippin.
“Because Lady Arwen will be like Lúthien and leave her kin forever by marrying Strider,” Frodo explained.
“Oh,” said Pippin.
“The old tales are always sad in places,” said Sam. “I suppose this one is too.”
“I don’t understand,” Pippin began.
“Shush!” Frodo whispered as Gandalf stepped forward.
A hush fell over the crowd as the wise old man performed the solemn marriage ceremony for the handsome Ranger King and his beautiful bride.
Few present understood just what trials and perils that these two had overcome to reach this day, but all rejoiced in the couple’s happiness.