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This story is No. 2 in the series "The Arda Trilogy". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Mara Jade turned from the Dark Side once, but is now haunted by disturbing nightmares. Her husband Luke helps her track down her past, but they soon find themselves in danger on a planet where the Skywalker name is hated. Mentions slash and MPREG.

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Star Wars > Non-BtVS/AtS Stories > Crossover: Other
Lord of the Rings > Non-BtVS/AtS Stories > Crossover: Other
TDWidowFR151523,637163,80514 Sep 0914 Dec 11No

Chapter Twelve - Luke's Surprise

AUTHOR’S NOTE It’s canon Lord of the Rings that Aragorn and Arwen had several daughters as well as Eldarion. I made up names for them – Maráen, Elgalen, and Tariel.

DISCLAIMER I own nothing from Lord of the Rings or Star Wars.

 

Later that evening, Luke and Mara stood awkwardly in the King’s receiving room. They both were dressed in Gondorian clothing that had been delivered to their rooms. Legolas was in the room as well, along with Faramir. The Queen was nowhere to be seen.

Legolas came to Mara’s side. “I am sorry for how you were both treated at my hand. I should have recognized you, Mara.”

Uncomfortably, Mara said, “It has been a long time. I was only a toddler.”

The Elf shook his head. “I should have felt it. Please forgive me.”

Luke watched the other man, Faramir, curiously. He could sense that the Gondorian did not trust them, although why not was unclear.

Before he could ask, the door behind them opened. The King and Queen came in, followed by three children. Queen Arwen was holding a baby. Luke, Mara, Legolas, and Faramir each bowed.

“We have spoken to the children,” the King said. “They would like to meet their sister.”

Mara glanced at Luke, who nodded and gave her a little push. The first of the two older girls curtseyed. “I am Maráen, Mara. I am the eldest princess of Gondor.”

Mara smiled. “Hello.”

The next princess ran to Mara and hugged her around the waist. “I’m Elgalen! That means ‘green star.’ I’m ten!”

Mara laughed. “Hello Elgalen. I have a niece who is ten. Maybe someday you’ll get to meet her.”

That seemed to please the girl, who delightedly returned to her siblings. The young Eldarion was next. He smiled shyly. “Hi,” he said.

Arwen stepped forward with the wide-eyed baby girl. “And this is Tariel, our city’s newest princess.”

Legolas and Arwen shared a look, then Legolas took Mara’s elbow. “Come. Sit with Arwen and I. Get to know your new family.” He did not give her a chance to argue and within a minute, they were gone.

The King looked at Luke and Faramir. He sighed. “There are many things that I must tell you.”

He gestured for them to sit down. “What’s going on?” Faramir asked. “I had never heard of your other children before a few days ago.”

Luke looked back and forth between them. “King Elessar,” he began.

But the king put his hand up. “Luke, you are my daughter’s husband. Please call me Aragorn.”

Nodding, Luke said, “Very well. How much do you know about Mara’s life after she was kidnapped?”

Aragorn shifted uncomfortably. “If you’re talking about the Emperor’s Hand, she told me a little.”

Faramir frowned. “What emperor?”

Aragorn was quiet for a long time. Then he looked at Luke. “When I was a child, I was raised in an Elvish colony called Rivendell. I am of the Dunédain, a race of men partially descended from elves and blessed with long lives. Almost forty years ago, a stranger was brought into Rivendell. My foster brothers found him unconscious in the woods and brought him to their father to heal.

“He woke up a few days later. At first he was speaking what sounded like nonsense. He was afraid to go by his real name, so he started going by the elvish name Hyarion.”

“Did you ever learn his real name?” asked Luke.

A great sadness settled over Aragorn as he slowly nodded. “His name was Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

Luke shook his head in disbelief. “Amazing. He crashed, right?”

Aragorn nodded. “Although I didn’t find out any of that until much later.”

Glancing between Aragorn and Luke, Faramir put up his hands. “Aragorn, stop. When Legolas sent his message saying that your children’s abductor’s kin had returned, I wondered if perhaps he meant from Harad or Rhûn. I have heard Legolas speak of travelers from beyond the stars, but I assumed it was elvish legend. Are you saying that – ” He looked at Luke. “That it’s true?”

Aragorn and Luke both nodded. “Once I learned the truth, Hyarion told me everything,” Aragorn continued. Luke was a little surprised to see a tear in his eye. “We loved each other very much. Mara and her twin brother were our children.”

“Your children?” Faramir repeated.

Nodding, Aragorn said, “I carried them. I’ve never heard of that happening before, but the Force works in mysterious ways.” He smiled sadly. “Hyarion used to say that.”

Luke’s mind was reeling. Could this be possible? “So Mara,” he said. “My wife Mara is Obi-Wan’s daughter?”

“Yes.” Aragorn looked confused. “Is that important?”

“He was my first teacher in the ways of the Force,” Luke replied. “He was my father’s master. After my father turned, Obi-Wan lived as a hermit not far from where I was being raised, to watch over me and protect me from my father finding me. He called himself Ben then.”

Aragorn’s voice was thick with emotion. “He said that Ben was what Hyarion translated to in his world.” He stopped for a minute, as if trying to compose himself. Then he said, “In my heart, I know that he is dead. Can you tell me how he died?”

Luke still remembered that moment as clearly as when it first happened. “In a lightsaber duel with my father.” Familiar sorrow washed over him. “He allowed my friends and me to escape.”

“Selfless to the last,” Aragorn murmured. Then louder he said, “During the two years he was here, he was worried about the war being fought where he had come from.”

“The Clone Wars,” Luke said.

Shaking his head, Aragorn said, “I don’t know. But when someone came to rescue him from the crash, I do know that he felt he had to go back.” He looked lost in memory. “Even though it meant leaving me and our twins.” His voice regained the edge that Luke had heard before during his hearing. “After Mara and Alar were kidnapped, Hyarion returned once and promised me that he wouldn’t stop until he found them. I never saw him again.”

Luke was consumed by heavy guilt. Obi-Wan had not kept that promise. He couldn’t have kept it because he spent the last nineteen years of his life alone in a hut on Tatooine making sure that Vader never found either of them. “I’m sorry,” he finally said.

Aragorn did not acknowledge the apology. Instead he said, “It was Arwen’s idea to name our oldest child in memory of one of the twins.”

“Maréan after Mara,” Luke said. But he frowned. “Aragorn, Mara has told me bits and pieces about her life as the Emperor’s Hand, but as far as I know, all of the Hands were female. I don’t know what my father would have done with your son.”

“I don’t either,” Aragorn admitted. “He had no ability in the Force. I doubt your father or his Emperor would have had any use for him.”

That did not make sense. “They’re twins and only one is Force-sensitive?” Luke asked.

Aragorn nodded. “Does that surprise you?”

“Well my twin sister and I are both Force-sensitive,” Luke replied. “And her twin son and daughter are as well.”

Aragorn blinked. “You’re a twin too? And your twin sister has twins? Just how far back do twins go in your family?”

Luke looked down at the floor. “I was raised by my father’s step-brother and his wife. That’s all I know about my family. Leia, my twin sister, knows even less. We don’t even know our mother’s name.”

They fell into a depressed silence. After a moment, Luke said, “Mara knows none of this.”

Sadly, Aragorn shook his head. “But it’s probably time to remind her.”

Faramir took the cue and disappeared for a moment. When he returned, Legolas and Mara were behind him. Luke beckoned for her to sit beside him.

Aragorn looked at her intently. “Mara, do you remember your papa?”

Mara looked thrown by the question. She frowned and said slowly, “I think so, sort of. I mean, I think I remember calling someone that. You were Ada and he was Papa and Alar and I loved you both.”

Aragorn nodded. “Good. Then it will be easier for you to hear what I have to tell you.”

Luke held Mara’s hand as Aragorn told her everything from Obi-Wan’s crash to his promise to find her. She was very quiet at first. Finally she said, “I’m the wraith-girl.” She looked at Luke. “The story Palpatine used to tell me – it was about me all along. And my Jedi father didn’t abandon me; Vader kidnapped me.”

Her emotions were uncertain. Luke put his arm around her and held her closer. She relaxed a little in his embrace and asked, “What happened to my brother?”

“We don’t know,” Aragorn said sadly.

Suddenly Luke realized something. “Aragorn, Mara and I must return to our ship as soon as possible,” he said.

Aragorn, Mara, and Faramir all looked at him in surprise. “We do?” Mara asked.

“You can’t be leaving!” Aragorn said. “Not right after I’ve discovered my daughter!”

“No, no,” Luke assured him. “But Leia – she hasn’t heard from us for two months. And I don’t know if Obi-Wan ever explained it to you, but your planet has a Force presence so strong that it prevents me from reaching out to her.” He smiled wryly. “If she isn’t worried sick about me, she’s going to be furious.”

Aragorn did not look fully convinced. “But you will return?”

Luke nodded. “We’ll fly the ship here. It will take a standard hour instead of days.”

Aragorn and Faramir looked impressed. “Very well,” Aragorn said. “We will set out for Eriador tomorrow. Then when we return, we shall begin plans for your wedding.”

Luke and Mara shared a look. “But Ada,” Mara said, “Luke and I are already married.”

“Not by Gondorian law.” He smiled. “You would deny me the pleasure of seeing my oldest daughter marry?”

Mara blushed and smiled back. “Of course not.”

Aragorn stood up. “Then it’s settled. Not get some rest tonight. You know how long of a journey it will be.”

They nodded and stood up. Luke bowed his head. “Thank you, Aragorn. And I’m sorry.”

The King frowned, but simply nodded. They bid goodnight to Faramir and Legolas and headed back up to their rooms.

Servants had brought food up for them, but Mara ignored it and went to the window to watch the sun setting. Luke came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Are you okay?” he murmured in her ear.

“Obi-Wan Kenobi was my father,” she said. Then she chuckled dryly. “No wonder Vader never liked me. He hated Kenobi.”

All of a sudden she spun around in his arms and kissed him deeply. “You’ve been out of prison all day and we’ve hardly had any alone time,” she whispered as she slid the outer robe off of his shoulders. “We’re in a beautiful bedroom in an exotic alien palace.” She slid her hands down his chest, untying lacings as she went. “Just the two of us.”

Luke grinned. “What about making me sleep alone?”

“Oh shut up!” she replied. Soon, the two of them left a trail of discarded clothing between the window and the bed. Dinner went untouched.
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