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It was Erulaitale. The majority of the population of the capital as well as many others gathered in the streets below the King House. It was the coronation of Tar-Alcarin. It should have happened twenty years earlier.
Alcarin held the scepter. He was alone at the top of the stairs leading to the King's House.
"People of Numenor I salute you!" He shouted.
"I am your King Tar-Alcarin."
The people cheered and then began to repeat the name of the new king.
Alcarin started walking down the stairs. He met his daughters and youngest son there. They all followed him.
The people looked at them; then most of them started to follow their new king. There were a lot more people than hen Tar-Anducal had walked this way twenty years earlier, and most of them felt the Herucalmo was a usurper.
Anducal had conducted the prayers before, as his father had been too old to walk to the summit the last years.
Nobody brought any issues up at the following council meeting, so Alcarin quickly asked to be alone.
He then walked to the place in the Throne Room where the King's Book lay.
He looked at the first page it said "Elros Tar-Minyatur" and had been written many years ago. He turned the page, and "Vardamir Nolimon" was written. Every ruler of Numenor had a page with the front and back written about their life. He finally came to his mother "Tar-Vanimelde". He had written most of it, but his father had written the last passages and her death date.
The last page said "Tar-Anducal". Alcarin read about his father. Herucalmo took credit for defeating Sauron.
Alcarin stood still for a while, and then he tore the page out.
"Did that make you feel good?" someone said.
Alcarin turned around. He thought he was alone, but Calmacil had entered the room.
Alcarin crumbled the page and held it up. "He claims that it was he who won battles in Middle Earth;" he said.
Calmacil said; "Do worry father, I will write the true story about you on the next page."
Alcarin understood his son remark. "Yes, that is right. People expect me to point to my Heir."
He looked at his son.
"All the council members except Andustar," points to you"; the new king said.
"-and you?" Calmacil asked.
Alcarin smiled and said; "Do worry, son! You have proven yourself worthy of this."
Calmacil walked to the table. He took the pen there and dipped it into the ink. Carefully he wrote "Tar-Alcarin."
At the next council meeting, Tar-Alcarin presented Calmacil as his Heir. This was welcome by the council.
Calmacil promised the council that he in time would reconquer the coastline of Middle Earth, so a Numenorean could again walked safely along the shores from Vinyalonde to Umbar.
Tar-Alcarin then spoke. He said; "my father was a usurper, his claim to the Throne was illegal. I have torn out his page from the King's Book and I ask of you to do the same with your memory of the last twenty years. My father was Herucalmo, the husband of Tar-Vanimelde. From this moment on it will be illegal to refer to him as Tar-Anducal."
The members was surprised over the harsh words by Alcarin about his father. None of them spoke but they all nodded as to accept the will of the new King.
