What I am thinking about right now

[brainofck]

"Arwen is your wife," he was exploring the words, trying them out. Rolling them around on his tongue and inflecting them with a strange brogue. But with the same tones of honey and rough silk.

Aragorn nodded. "Yes," he agreed.

"And I am?" Richard asked. There was a dangerous glint in the green eyes. Aragorn had known the man was going to make the connection. So why did it still take his breath away?

"You're a ghost," Aragorn whispered.

"A ghost," Richard mimicked him.

"No!" Suddenly Aragorn wanted to negate the idea.

"You're mine."

Comments

Re: Quit reminding me!! Grrrr

[neotoma.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I'm between jobs now myself, so I'm bored and trolling for interesting fic. And this is certainly the bones of an interesting fic.

Especially since it looks like you might be angleing to take on the issue of Arwen head-on, which is always nice.