Aranel stood next to Aragorn. The ork host was enormous, and Aranel had a bad feeling. She turned to Aragorn and the two kissed with passion. They pulled away, and engaged the enemy.

After the Battle...

Aranel felt a hand grab her arm. A man stood behind her.

"You choose the wrong side elf!" He snarled, and stabbed his sword though her stomach. Aranel crumpled, and heard a familiar voice yelling,

"No! Aranel!" Aragorn ran to her and gathered her in his arms.

"Aranel, stay with me!" Aranel shook her head.

"It's to late. I love you Aragorn." Aragorn felt tears leek down his cheeks.

"No, Aranel, please, don't leave me!" Aranel felt a tide a blackness rise to engulf her. Aragorn hugged her close.

"No! Aranel, look at me!" Aranel went limp as the life left her. Aragorn looked striken.

"No! Aranel, please, I love you!"

Aranel, daughter of Elrond, was dead in the arms of her beloved.