Author’s Note: I have three major projects right now and I’m under a lot of pressure. Don’t expect too many updates until May 30th. That’s when they’re due. I’m sorry for the delay, but I go to Middle School next year so my teachers are really going hard on me.
When they reached the dining hall, Elboron saw Faramir on the King’s left hand side, as was required, but they did not chat and jest as usual. The only communication between them was what propriety required. Then Imrahil came up and whispered something to Aragorn. He nodded slightly and Imrahil did the same to the Steward. Something was going on, and Elboron would employ Eldarion to find out what.
Elboron bowed low to the royals with Ariwen next to him doing the same. “My lord Prince, may I speak with you?” Elboron used the title in public, but in private he called his future King by none other than his name.
“Of course, come, let us go onto the balconies.” Elboron smiled wryly. This Princely manner would soon be dropped in an instant. “What is it?” Eldarion asked as soon as they were out of sight.
“Gondor is going to war.” The Prince blinked.
“You heard me. Ariwen listened in on the Council and our fathers are at odds. That’s where you come in. Prince Imrahil whispered something to the King and my father. I need you to find out what.”
Eldarion cursed softly. “I was too entranced by Thorwen to notice.”*
Elboron glanced at the sun. “We would best return now before any of the lords get suspicious.”
“A wise idea, my friend.” The Heir of Gondor agreed.
Later that night at supper, all questions were answered. After all had finished, Elessar stood and made his announcement. “People of Gondor, hear now what I say! Gondor is going to war. We have no choice, for all evil races have been attacking us for months now. I shall lead the campaign with King Éomer of Rohan. With me shall come Prince Faramir of Ithilien, the next Prince of Dol Amroth, Elphir, and his brother, Elchirion. Accompanying King Éomer shall be his second son, Éomund and his third son, Éotûrac. Left in charge of Gondor shall be my son, Prince Eldarion and Ithilien Lord Elboron, Prince Faramir’s son. Rohan’s regent will be Elfwine, son of Éomer. I promise you all that I will do whatever is within my power to when this war and bring peace to the White Tree for as long as my reign shall last!” At that, all of Minas Tirith cheered in trust, hope and gladness that all those years ago, the King had returned. They even sang the Eagle’s Song** that was the ray of hope in their hearts years and years ago:
Sing now all ye People of the Tower Anor,
For the Realm of Sauron is ended forever
And the Dark Tower is thrown down.
Sing now all ye People of the Tower Guard,
For your watch hath not been in vain,
And the Black Gate is broken,
And your King has passed through
And he is victorious.
Sing now all ye Children of the West,
For your King shall come again,
And he shall dwell among you all the days of your life.
And the Tree that was withered shall be renewed,
And he shall plant it in the high places,
And the City shall be blessed.
Sing all ye people!
And sing they did, they sang all through the night and prayed for an easy victory for the Lords of Gondor.
*For more information read Eltínuviel and The Song of Love.
**ROTK, page 942
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