Always, since I first came to Meduseld, I have watched her. My eyes linger hungrily on her elusive figure.
She is a vision, a beautiful, terrible vision. I want her so dearly.
She has become my obsession, my one love. I haunt the dark places she has dwelt, follow her soft footsteps through the echoing halls.
Fairest of all, she seems, and I linger close to bathe in the light she radiates. Golden and strong. Promises dwell on her lips, glory shines in her eyes. None can deny the longing in the heart they feel when'er they see her.
I would not deny my own longing, to have her for my own. Dreams of her wake me in the night. Her face is a shadow deep in my mind. My fevered mind, that will not let me sleep while she yet walks without me.
I will not be left behind, I will not let her choose another. Never! She will be mine, though death may overcome me before I see that day.
She will belong to me.
I will be the only one to possess her.
My one and only.
My temptress, my golden lady.
My heart belongs only to you, my lady.
And how sweet your name sounds, as I speak it into the darkness of the night…
Power.