Chapter 7: Explanations (Part 2)
William sat in his room. He was staring off into space. Perhaps he was thinking things over or just thinking about anything and everything, as he absentmindedly bit the nail of his right thumb. It had been a terrible habit, of which he always had. To the strange occurrences of the past day, he had no opinion. He had always believed in magic and time-travel, the sorts of thing a normal person would think impossible. He was enjoying this strange encounter in history, but he couldn't figure out why he had been chosen. What was so special about him and his sisters that they'd been brought back in time, and to a strange place at that? He recalled something Zoë had mentioned about their mother but nothing out of the ordinary; save she was beautiful. But then again he hadn't seen anything ugly… yet.
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Galadriel tried desperately to penetrate the man's thoughts, but his mind was so… crowded. She could see all that was going through his head, and frankly it was giving her a bit of a headache. She gave up on him, she would still need to talk, but calling him this way was no longer an option. She left the glade and made her way up the rough, cobble stone steps. She noticed an elfin guard standing no more than five paces from her. She called to him, in his mind. He heard her request and obliged heading toward the tree, where they slept. As the guard left from her sight she turned around, once again going back down the steps. A few moments later he appeared again, William at his side.
"What troubles you so?" Galadriel asked, with a pensive expression.
"Nothing really, I am merely confused at why I and my sisters are here." He replied quietly. Galadriel motioned for him to come closer, since he was still standing on the stairs. He came forward, though somewhat reluctantly.
"I will first tell you all that I have told your sister, Zoë. Your true name is Ateragon. When you were seven, Azure became jealous and led you and Zoë to… Earth."
"What made her so jealous?"
"Do not concern yourself with unimportant issues. You only need know that she was."
"Alright." William replied as the rest of what Galadriel had told him sunk in. His name was Ateragon, what kind of name was that? He stood in silence, hardly noticing that Galadriel had closed her eyes and was reading his thoughts.
" 'Tis a noble name, from a noble family." William jerked out if his 'daze' when she spoke.
"Maybe so, but the doesn't make me like it anymore. I prefer William as a name, it is more… common."
"Very well, but did you not have a different question earlier?"
"Oh, yes. Why are my sisters and I here?"
"Well it was time for you to learn about your true heritage and what has to come for you in your future. Your sister Azure will keep a home here. You are your family's heir, and you will need to fulfil your duties as heir."
"Heir… what do you mean?"
"Your family had many possessions as well as high status in the monarchy. Your mother and father have both died… therefore you being the only living male by them you'll need to take their place."
"Who were my pa-" William's question was interrupted as someone lightly cleared their throat from the bottom of the steps. It was Lord Celeborn.
"Please forgive my intrusion. Narntë amba en sí." (They are up there now)
"Hantalyë." (Thank you) replied Galadriel turning her attention back to William. "I fear I cannot answer anymore of your questions right now. I shall see you later." With that Galadriel proceeded in following Celeborn up the steps and out of sight. William remained silent but sighed in dissatisfaction. He would have to wait but at least a few of his questions had been answered. He headed back up the stairs and into his room.
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"Mithrandir, I hope your journey has been pleasant and that you arrive in good condition?"
"Indeed it has."
