Chapter 8: The three kings
We were back on the road but this time we were going home after successfully completing the task. We had destroyed the gem.
I decided as there was not much else to talk about that I would ask Arazeize the two questions which he had not answered before.
"So are you half elven?"
"Yes my mother is Arwen, the lady of Rivendell."
"And the crests on the sword, what were they for?"
"Well that is a long story." He looked at me "However it is a long journey home so I have plenty of time to tell you of the three kings."
"There once was an old king who ruled Gondor, Mordor and Rohan, which were all part of one kingdom. He was on his death bed when he summoned for his three sons. He told all three of his sons to split the kingdom between them. They were to take either the position of King, the position of army commander or the position of village maintenance. They were to swap positions every three years so that each son would get a go at each position. However when the king did die, the sons argued about sharing and swapping positions. They soon decided that they all wanted to be king and each had a different idea on what the new crests should look like and stand for. The eldest son wanted it to stand for courage, strength and power, which is the bronze crest on the sword. The middle son wanted love, virtue and unity. That is the silver crest. The youngest son wanted freedom, happiness and peace; this is the gold crest as he was the most popular. The three brothers decided that they would split the kingdom into three parts and each rule over their section. The eldest son chose Mordor, the middle son chose Rohan and the youngest, Gondor."
Arazeize paused to look around at the listening audience.
"The sword was created by all three of the brothers together and upon it they stamped their crests. The youngest wanted to use the sword for good, the oldest for evil and the middle didn't care. The oldest King was killed in battle by his own sword and the middle king died of disease so the youngest king was left with the sword they had created. He decided that some time in the future there may be a need to use the sword for good even if it was only wanted for evil right now. He had sword locked away in that underground chamber and told no one of it. Many people now do not know about it"
Arazeize finished the story and dismounted his horse. "We should look for a place to rest the night."
We were back on the road but this time we were going home after successfully completing the task. We had destroyed the gem.
I decided as there was not much else to talk about that I would ask Arazeize the two questions which he had not answered before.
"So are you half elven?"
"Yes my mother is Arwen, the lady of Rivendell."
"And the crests on the sword, what were they for?"
"Well that is a long story." He looked at me "However it is a long journey home so I have plenty of time to tell you of the three kings."
"There once was an old king who ruled Gondor, Mordor and Rohan, which were all part of one kingdom. He was on his death bed when he summoned for his three sons. He told all three of his sons to split the kingdom between them. They were to take either the position of King, the position of army commander or the position of village maintenance. They were to swap positions every three years so that each son would get a go at each position. However when the king did die, the sons argued about sharing and swapping positions. They soon decided that they all wanted to be king and each had a different idea on what the new crests should look like and stand for. The eldest son wanted it to stand for courage, strength and power, which is the bronze crest on the sword. The middle son wanted love, virtue and unity. That is the silver crest. The youngest son wanted freedom, happiness and peace; this is the gold crest as he was the most popular. The three brothers decided that they would split the kingdom into three parts and each rule over their section. The eldest son chose Mordor, the middle son chose Rohan and the youngest, Gondor."
Arazeize paused to look around at the listening audience.
"The sword was created by all three of the brothers together and upon it they stamped their crests. The youngest wanted to use the sword for good, the oldest for evil and the middle didn't care. The oldest King was killed in battle by his own sword and the middle king died of disease so the youngest king was left with the sword they had created. He decided that some time in the future there may be a need to use the sword for good even if it was only wanted for evil right now. He had sword locked away in that underground chamber and told no one of it. Many people now do not know about it"
Arazeize finished the story and dismounted his horse. "We should look for a place to rest the night."