Chapter Twenty Eight Aragorn

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Aragorn POV
So now I had an army of the dead on my side. I yearned to see Farrien again, but my duties would make our reunion have to wait...

Once I talked with the dead's leader, I needed some air. We made it outside again as Legolas approached me.
"What is wrong Aragorn? They have joined us," the elf said as I sighed.
"I just miss Farrien..." I admitted as he nodded his head.
"She will wait," he replied.
"I'm sorry the mess I've made between us," I said.
"She's a better match for you than me... it's my father that wanted it to happen. I was just trying to make it work."
"How are we going to convince your father to let Farrien go? To marry me instead?" I said worriedly. Legolas grew stern.
"I'm not sure yet, but we will come up with something. You being the king of Gondor once this is over, would compete better against my princely title," Legolas said. He had a fair point, but I hoped Thranduil would see it... I nodded my head. Right now we had a war to end.

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