Crown
There it was, lying cold and heavy on a small, round table made of marble. Silver and gold shone in the torchlight, causing tiny circles of light to dance on the dark walls around him. Lines etched painstakingly into the precious metals curved gracefully up towards the top of the crown, while two gold plates, moulded to resemble small wings rose a few inches into the air on either side of his head. Likewise, at the front and back, were two gold leaves.
None had touched this crown since the days of Isildur, and yet, three days hence, it would sit upon his head, signifying his lordship over all the people of the realms of Gondor and the North.