1801
A messenger came riding in haste to the white tower.
Ciryatur received him.
The messenger said; "Sire, I bring a message from your daughter Solore. She wishes her father to return and meet his first grandson, Atanamir."
Ciryatur was joyful over the news. He said to the messenger; "Stay here and recover and we will leave together before next moon. I expect a ship to be ready at Tatyalonde."
The messenger was happy by Ciryaturs words. He dismounted the horse and Ciryatur pointed him to his quarters.
Ciryatur looked at the White Tower. It was perhaps two hundred feet high. However its foundation was strong and it could easily be built to at least three time that height. The stones from the Tharbad road now made the foundation of Angrenost, and it would be unknown to most in Middle Earth to bring it down.
Ciryatur soon left the construction and headed for Tatyalonde, and then on to the ocean and to Numenor.
He arrived in time to attend Eruhantale, the last meeting of the council. Minastir and the rest of the council welcomed him back after his seat had been held by his son for years.
Ciryatur told about the White Tower under construction in Middle Earth. He claimed it to be much higher than anything else built in Numenor.
"We will stop the construction, only when the pass of Angren can be seen from its top. At that time, it will be the largest construction ever made in Arda. It will stand as a symbol of Numenoreans craftsmanship and will never be challenged by anyone in Middle Earth."
The council applauded Ciryatur, but the king sat in silence, remembering his own failure with Oromet.
Finally, Ciryatur stated he would give up his seat in the council for his son, Ulmondur, as he want to devote the rest of his life to finishing the tower.
After the meeting, Ciryatur returned to Romenna and his family with Ciryatan. He used a lot of time with his small grandchild.
Solore spoke mostly with him when Ciryatan was not present. She said; "Dear father, I followed your wish, and now you see the fruit I have born. That was my sacristy for you. Will you not offer me the privilege of seeing your children grow up in return?"
Ciryatur said; "I need to return to Middle Earth to finish my task, and your brother is fully capable of representing Mittalmar. When my task is over, I promise to return and be a grandfather for your children.
Solore cried, she said; "I am sorry but I do not believe you. This place called Middle Earth has certainly changed you. You have forgotten the virtues of the Edain. I can feel it in Ciryatan; he does not tell the full truth of Middle Earth, neither do you."
Ciryatur was annoyed; "then maybe you and your husband should travel with me there."
Solore said; "No father! I have made my choice long ago. I am a Numenorean. If you and my husband wants to live another life, that is your decision, but I will make one for me and my children."
Ciryatur said; "So be it, I will return to fulfill my task. If you want I hope you will welcome me when I return."
Ciryatur left shortly after within a few weeks he was ready for departure. Solore and Ciryatan was looking out into the Romenna bay when he ship sailed out of the bay."
Solore cried but tried to hide it for Ciryatan. However, he saw it and put a hand on her shoulder. "I expect you to stay with me now;" she said.
Ciryatan said; "I promise to do so, unless the King orders me otherwise."