4. Faramir
I stand beside the King of Gondor awaiting his elven bride so they may be married.
In my wildest dreams I never once imagined a similar scenario. The only wedding I ever thought to attend was that of my brother Boromir, no doubt wedded to some princess for the sake of a political alliance forced by my father. But now they are both dead and I am the steward under the new King.
There are nobles of many lands gathered for the wedding of King Elessar and Arwen, known as the Evenstar of her people, daughter of Elrond of Rivendell.
It is like a fairytale come to life. It will be a cherished memory for I fear there will never again be such a gathering.
Before us stands Gandalf, a wizard of great power. To my side a man raised by the elves to become the King of Men. Behind us the remarkable hobbbits who managed to rid Middle Earth of Sauron. The unlikely pair of dwarf and elf who are firm friends. The elven families of Aragorn and Arwen including the Lady Galadriel and Celeborn the Wise. Eomer the Rohirrim King and his sister, my betrothed Eowyn, as well as my uncle and cousins of Dol Amroth.
And for the finale here comes the Lady Arwen escorted by her father Lord Elrond who joins her hands with Aragorn then steps back to allow the ceremony to begin.
It has been a long and hard battle with far too many casualties but it is moments like these that prove it was all worthwhile.