4. Dance With Me
Aragorn was nervous, more than he had ever been in his entire life. He hoped his fears were not too noticeable. He was king now, and yet today, he was apprehensive. Was he doing the right thing? Was it wrong of him to subject her to this?
Then he saw her, as if in a dream, just like that day all those years ago…
Beside him, Éomer gave him an almost forceful push, and he was in front of her...
He took her hand.
Afterwards, when the music started, his doubts disappeared.
“Dance with me?”
The answer came straightaway.
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