She does not attempt to mute the smile at the thought of her love, the nickname adding a small sparkle to her eyes.
"Aragorn, son of Arathorn." A man, she adds silently. She does not put to words the weight that is attached to her choice paired with the knowledge of her mother's departure. The glimmer fades slightly, though she would not change her decision if made to choose again a thousand times over.
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"Aragorn, son of Arathorn." A man, she adds silently. She does not put to words the weight that is attached to her choice paired with the knowledge of her mother's departure. The glimmer fades slightly, though she would not change her decision if made to choose again a thousand times over.