One Last Kiss
Part 3
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR
Klaw: Thanks for reviewing
~*~
Eldarion, having been employed to find out the real cause of this war,
was currently waiting to be taken into see Prince Imrahil. He was the
best choice for the information. Elessar would tell him nothing until
"the time was right" and Faramir would not be worth going to, he would
know no more than was required of his station. A guard then came out to
take the Prince in.
Eldarion looked around at the rich furnishings. The Swan Knight had left,
and Eldarion turned to Imrahil who was standing near the window.
Imrahil motioned him to a chair and questioned, "What brings you here
today, My Lord Prince?"
"Matters of the war, sir." Eldarion replied with a straight face. He
was used to hiding his emotions in such circumstances.
Imrahil raised an eyebrow. "And what would you know, Lord? I shall
provide answers as readily as I can."
"I would know of the real cause of this war. You cannot expect me to
believe that this war came upon simply by Haradrim and such invading our
borders."
Imrahil stiffened. "I am commanded to speak of this matter to no one.
Not even you, Lord."
Eldarion fixed the long time monarch with his best glare that he had
inherited from his father, which was said to be able to skin the wool
from as sheep from a league away. "Imrahil, tell me. Now.
I am on the Ruling Council as my father's heir and as such have a right to know. That was not a request."
It seemed that as it was with the Elfstone, no living man could
withstand the Son of the Eldar's glare, thus including Imrahil of Dol
Amroth. The son of Adrahil's shoulders slumped with defeat as he said,
"As you will, Lord. In the depths of the night, the King received this
letter. He has given it into my keeping as he deems the palace unsafe
for such an important thing. Your father wished to spirit it away where
none would suspect it to be." Imrahil reached within a locked drawer and
pulled out a letter, which he handed to the future King. It read:
King Elessar of the House of Telcontar of Gondor:
I am Ulfar, King of Harad. My people have waited many years to do war
with Gondor, and now the time has finally come. I forced them to wait.
To wait until the heir of Gondor was full grown. And now he is. Tell
your people within three days of receiving this letter that Gondor is
going to war. Or your only son will be assassinated by the best murderer
in Harad before your very eyes in my palace. He will know everything you
do. He will know if your son has been spirited way to the far north. He
will know your battle plans. He will know everything. And you must lose.
You must be defeated in this war, or your line will end with your death.
If you are not defeated in this war, than your daughters will be killed
with your son and your wife shall become mine.
Signed,
Ulfar of Harad, Vilak of Umbar, Heyub of Khand and Mhekar of Rhûn
Eldarion slowly lowered the paper from his face, in shock that this
could happen. Imrahil could not meet his eyes. "I am sorry, Eldarion. I
am sorry."
After a moment, Elessar's son turned and fled the room, leaving a guilty
Imrahil in his wake.
~*~
"Elboron! Elboron! Come, you must know this!" Eldarion begged entry to
his friend's chamber.
Finally the door cracked open, a very cross Elboron on the other side.
"What is it, Eldarion?! What could be so important that you have to
wake me up in middle of the night?"
"It wasn't safe to tell you in daylight. Now, let me in and you shall
know." The Prince replied.
The door was begrudgingly opened and Elboron, his dark
tousled. Shutting the door, Elboron raised his eyebrows, "Now tell me."
"I found out the real reason of the war."
"And? What is it?" Faramir's son replied.
"A threat on my life, my sisters and a threat to make my mother the
servant of a Harad Emperor."
~*~
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Part 3
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR
Klaw: Thanks for reviewing
~*~
Eldarion, having been employed to find out the real cause of this war,
was currently waiting to be taken into see Prince Imrahil. He was the
best choice for the information. Elessar would tell him nothing until
"the time was right" and Faramir would not be worth going to, he would
know no more than was required of his station. A guard then came out to
take the Prince in.
Eldarion looked around at the rich furnishings. The Swan Knight had left,
and Eldarion turned to Imrahil who was standing near the window.
Imrahil motioned him to a chair and questioned, "What brings you here
today, My Lord Prince?"
"Matters of the war, sir." Eldarion replied with a straight face. He
was used to hiding his emotions in such circumstances.
Imrahil raised an eyebrow. "And what would you know, Lord? I shall
provide answers as readily as I can."
"I would know of the real cause of this war. You cannot expect me to
believe that this war came upon simply by Haradrim and such invading our
borders."
Imrahil stiffened. "I am commanded to speak of this matter to no one.
Not even you, Lord."
Eldarion fixed the long time monarch with his best glare that he had
inherited from his father, which was said to be able to skin the wool
from as sheep from a league away. "Imrahil, tell me. Now.
I am on the Ruling Council as my father's heir and as such have a right to know. That was not a request."
It seemed that as it was with the Elfstone, no living man could
withstand the Son of the Eldar's glare, thus including Imrahil of Dol
Amroth. The son of Adrahil's shoulders slumped with defeat as he said,
"As you will, Lord. In the depths of the night, the King received this
letter. He has given it into my keeping as he deems the palace unsafe
for such an important thing. Your father wished to spirit it away where
none would suspect it to be." Imrahil reached within a locked drawer and
pulled out a letter, which he handed to the future King. It read:
King Elessar of the House of Telcontar of Gondor:
I am Ulfar, King of Harad. My people have waited many years to do war
with Gondor, and now the time has finally come. I forced them to wait.
To wait until the heir of Gondor was full grown. And now he is. Tell
your people within three days of receiving this letter that Gondor is
going to war. Or your only son will be assassinated by the best murderer
in Harad before your very eyes in my palace. He will know everything you
do. He will know if your son has been spirited way to the far north. He
will know your battle plans. He will know everything. And you must lose.
You must be defeated in this war, or your line will end with your death.
If you are not defeated in this war, than your daughters will be killed
with your son and your wife shall become mine.
Signed,
Ulfar of Harad, Vilak of Umbar, Heyub of Khand and Mhekar of Rhûn
Eldarion slowly lowered the paper from his face, in shock that this
could happen. Imrahil could not meet his eyes. "I am sorry, Eldarion. I
am sorry."
After a moment, Elessar's son turned and fled the room, leaving a guilty
Imrahil in his wake.
~*~
"Elboron! Elboron! Come, you must know this!" Eldarion begged entry to
his friend's chamber.
Finally the door cracked open, a very cross Elboron on the other side.
"What is it, Eldarion?! What could be so important that you have to
wake me up in middle of the night?"
"It wasn't safe to tell you in daylight. Now, let me in and you shall
know." The Prince replied.
The door was begrudgingly opened and Elboron, his dark
tousled. Shutting the door, Elboron raised his eyebrows, "Now tell me."
"I found out the real reason of the war."
"And? What is it?" Faramir's son replied.
"A threat on my life, my sisters and a threat to make my mother the
servant of a Harad Emperor."
~*~
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