Lord of the Rings, Frodo Baggins/Arwen Undomiel, Table A., 084. He

[febobe]

TITLE: Haunted
AUTHOR: Febobe (Frodo Baggins of Bag End - FBoBE - "Febobe")
FANDOM: Lord of the Rings
PAIRING: Frodo Baggins/Arwen Undomiel
GENRE: Friendship -> light het
TABLE:
PROMPT: 084. He.
RATING: PG for thematic darkness
WORD COUNT: 278
SUMMARY: Arwen and Frodo meet for the first time, though not under the happiest of circumstances.
WARNINGS: Rating for mild thematic darkness only. Yes, this is movieverse. I figured the canon purists were already running screaming in circles anyhow. ;) Might as well make their heads really explode. ;D Additionally, this series is likely to be heavy on the food imagery in places - I *am* writing about a hobbit, after all. So please bear with me!
NOTES: Second in the series of Frodo/Arwen ficlets for Lover100.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Tolkien's characters; I just like to play with them from time to time. I make no claim of ownership on his creations. Any and all treatments used in this series are purely for fictitious purposes and not to be attempted on humans (having been designed for fictitious hobbits instead). Please consult a qualified health care professional for all your medical needs.

He is as familiar to me as a well-worn glove, for I can recall when first I met him, young and newly grown to manhood and not many years from my father's house. But now we are almost as strangers, for the years have parted us again and again, and long waiting is long even to one of the Firstborn - even to my own heart.

But it is the tiny bundle to which he leads me that catches my breath.

He is so small I can hardly imagine how Estel could bear to leave him even to seek the needed athelas, such a helpless little soul does he seem. And yet there are notes of strength woven into the music of his fea, jangled and marred though it is, which I have seldom encountered save among the strongest of the Eldar. Who can this be?

He watches me as I approach, staring as one drowning might stare helplessly at the shore. Estel breathes his name in my ear and I drop to his side, taking my handkerchief to dab at his fevered brow, clammy with perspiration. He scarcely responds. Pulling back his shirt, I look closely at the poisoned wound - a scar like Ami's, only she. . .

. . .ai, at least elves could pass over the Sea. There at least was hope in that for our kind.

But Frodo. . . .

I look up at Estel, shaking my head, and my words are only for the benefit of the hobbits. Estel needs not my voice to know what I will say.

The little one must return to Imladris with me. With all speed.

-the end-

Comments

[girlofring.livejournal.com]

i like it very much. so tender and caring.

[shirebound]

I love seeing this event through Arwen's eyes. How could she not be moved by Frodo's mixed vulnerability and strength?

[mews1945.livejournal.com]

I like the fact that you chose to write from Arwen's viewpoint. It's fascinating to see Frodo through her perceptions of him.

[lavendertook.livejournal.com]

A lovely view inside Arwen's head--her thoughts about her relationship with Aragorn to this new encounter.

Your disclaimers are fun. (-:

[curiosity_jigyasa]

I feel this is beautiful! Things from Arwen's point of view look refreshing. I've always seen him through Sam's eyes, as they are the most trusting when it comes to Frodo. :)