Last Lament
My poor sons. Lost to darkness and I can't bring them back. But what can a Steward do? Men destined to be servants?! Perhaps it's best that they do not have to face that same fate. To be in the constant glare of a whiter seat. A constant reminder of subservience.
It matters not any more. My line is ended and the Stewards have failed. I hope that Thorongil will find a route here. I hope he can save my people. Unlike me.
Maybe father was right. "Thorongil will be a great man, some day."
If ever he comes back.