Summary
"They say you cannot change Fate" I murmured, turning my head away. A soft breeze whistled over the high and forbidding walls. Somewhere, a bell tolled, like some distant and forgotten memory. Aragorn raised an eyebrow. "Well" he whispered, tilting my chin and reuniting our gaze. "Whoever "they" are...they are wrong." Slash. A/L. Warnings Inside.