I have finally decided to write some more, after the fairly long break I took. It may be up to the amount of feedback I get to determine if this book continues. I want to thank all of you who have taken the time to read my fanfic. The imput really helps me. Thanks especially to: Eryn Galen, Evendim, aragorn kid, CARIO ISLEY, The General of Darkness, Lancetree80, Psycho Elf, Gozilla, Cerrudin Evereven, shie1dmaidenofrohan. I really enjoy the feedback. I'll keep u posted as to when I post chapters. Thank you again for reading, and here is the next chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 14

He sighed softly. It was only a matter of time until it happened. His mind raced with excitement as he sat, remembering the day all evil fell. What a wonderful day it had been. A day full of anxiety of awaiting what he knew was coming. A great joy, a great resposiblility. It was life beneath the darkness, he reason she had stayed. Hope was the reason she had chose him. She saw the life, and embraced it, as she let her own life slip through her fingers. A great sacrifice, a great pain.

And then, behind all the waiting, the moment came. His guard ran into his presence to announce the arrival of his son. His heart had leapt for joy and he immediately left all his duties to visit this blessing. It lay there with such delicacy in his mother's arms. He did not cry, he did not move. But the smile on her face left him with knowing that all would be okay. She knew she had made the right decision, even if her fathers choice did not prevail. Of course her father loved her, but she also loved another. She could not loose either of them.

"Aragorn," she whispered softly, " embrace your child." His eyebrows raised as he took his son into his arms. He was so small now, so delicate. But one day he knew, he would grow up to be a great fighter to lead his people. He would be the one to take the throne after old age and time accepted his father.

"What shall you name your son?" she asked him gently. It was her son, yet not her responsibility. He would be taught to fight, and not the ways of the house. She would loose him, but he could not escape from her heart.

"Eldarion." He replied looking into the eyes of his son. "Eldarion."

"He loves you." she replied.

His tiny hand had grasped his finger. It was his song, the one whom he had dreamed about. Many long nights came and he wondered if it was possible. Was the love there? But now, he knew it was meant to be. No more heartache of waiting lay in the shadows. All that was meant to be had come, what more could he want?

"What are you thinking about?" she asked him. "Your heart is troubled, is it not?"

"I…I don't know." His eyes shifted to the floor. He did not know what to tell her. Was this feeling real? The arrival of his son should have brought him much joy, and peace. Why did he feel so empty?

"Aragorn?" her eyes were troubled. She sensed uncertainty, but did not say anything.

"No, its nothing." He replied handing his son back to her. He lifted his eyes off the floor. Sorrow erupted through them as they met hers. "I must go."

He turned and trod slowly out of the room. His footsteps were heavy. He could not believe that this reality would come this soon. How long? How long must he wait until she too would leave him? It was only a matter of time now, and he knew that time would not wait for him to grasp it. It would corrupt many, taking the forsaken and innocent with it. Only time.

Yes I know this chapter is short. It is kindof a reflection chapter, of what Aragorn felt after his son was born. This part is important for later themes in later chapters. Please let me know what you think. Thanks again!