Gondor’s king, but Arnor still in disarray. He must earn the Scepter before he has the right to Arwen’ s hand.
The crowd cheers, sound swelling as the concourse of elves draws near. He could not demand of the messengers, “Does Elrond carry a scepter?”
Only Arwen claims his attention as Elrond leads her forward. A moment passes before Aragorn realizes the warmth of his love’s hand is balanced by the cool smoothness of the rod.
“I am not so cruel,” Elrond whispers.
Therefore, though I love you, I say to you: Arwen Undómiel shall not diminish her life's grace for less cause. She shall not be the bride of any Man less than the King of both Gondor and Arnor.
Tale of Aragorn and Arwen
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