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It was a calm sunny day when a guard came running headlong into Elrond's office. The door crashed into the wall making Lord Elrond jump! At first the Lord of Imladris could not understand what the poor elf, who was out of breath of breath, was trying to say. When Lord Elrond finally understood, he almost wished he was deaf. He ran to the balcony only to see it was true. In the courtyard, here in Imladris were dozens of Isil elves, most of them hurt, all of them grieving.

'What has happened? Where are Lómion and Elwing?' Then he espied Thyrion, the Head of Seregon's guard. Quickly making his way to him, he shouted orders to take care of the injured elves.

"What has happened?" asked Elrond, alarmed, and dreading the answer at the sight of the elf in front of him. "The city has been attacked, my Lord. We were not prepared ! We ..." but Thyrion was cut by the Lord of Imladris.

"Wait a moment. What do you mean 'The city has been attacked'? How could your defenses have been breached?"

This was not possible, Seregon could not have fall ! Lómion was protecting the borders!

"Our King was strong, Lord Elrond, but not strong enough to fight against a dragon."

A dragon… No, this was not possible ! There was no dragons anymore ! But the look of utter defeat in Thyrion's eyes and the burns he could see on all the refugees were proving it.

A dragon… Yes, a dragon's magic would have overpowered Lómions'domain. But what about he himself? What about Elwing and their elfling ? Then he understood. 'Our King was strong'. But he could not grieve, not now, when so many people needed his help.

"Come with me to my office. I'll treat you there and you will tell me everything."

They made their way in the house and toward Lord Elrond's office. Once there Elrond asked the guard to sit and began his examination while Thyrion related his tale, his eyes closed, almost reliving the events of this last few days.

Flashback : a few days before

They had not seen it coming. One moment it had been a peaceful and normal day, and the next alarm bells were rungs, horns blown and shouts were heard everywhere. The same word was repeated again and again in every conversation, 'a dragon !'.

Thyrion knew well the two bells that were ringing. The first one was to signal an attack and the second one to evacuate the city. So Seregon was lost… Already fire was everywhere, spreading and destroying everything in his path, the smoke blocking the sight and the breathing for the ones trying to escape.

The Head of the guard did not know how much time had passed, only that he needed to continue, looking in every standing building or house, helping the hurt ones, fighting the flame threatening those who were blocked inside. But the fire was everywhere, burning, choking, and killing.

That is when he had seen her, a golden blur in all this red and gray, helping the evacuation. "You should evacuate too, my Princess." The young elleth was about to answer, probably to say that it was her duty to help her people, when they saw it, a dragon in all its glory, landing on the ruins of the castle and facing the King himself.

"Ada!" she screamed. Already she had turned around and was making her way to the beast, to her father.

"No! Princess ! Do not go! This is madness!"

He already knew he had lost his Queen and was going to loose his King. He couldn't loose his Princess too !

"Thyrion, I want you to guide and protect the refugees. Lead them safely to Imladris, Lord Elrond will know what to do." It was the calm in her voice which really made the chief of the Guard most afraid.

"But..."

"No Thyrion, you are the only one I can trust for this task. If I am to not come back I want you to take the throne and govern our people. Please, do it for them, if not for me." The determination in her eyes was what undid the older elf. The cold light inside those gray pools couldn't be fought.

So he did as he was tasked, completing the evacuation, trying to save as many people as possible, leading them to the tunnel that had been designed for this particular purpose. He was about to engage the tunnel himself when he saw his Princess standing alone, proud, in front of the beast, protecting her father with her powers.

He saw her pride at blocking the dragon's flames and her distress when they only grew in strength, when she only became weaker. He saw with horror the moment the dark shield in front of broke, allowing the fire to devour her body. Not wanting to see more of this awful spectacle he was about to leave when the last words of his King echoed.

"You may have won this battle, Dragon, but I will win this war! I know why you came here, and you will not have what you are looking for. I will destroy it along with you. If my descendants cannot have it, neither will you or your dark Master!"

At this moment a black cloud had emanated from his body, enveloping the dragon completely and somehow draining the life out of him. With a last roar the beast had fallen, along with his King.

End Flashback

"So it has been destroyed..." murmured Elrond, looking defeated.

"Yes, my Lord ! My King used his last breath to destroy the beast." responded Thyrion, proudly.

"That is not what I meant, young one. What I will tell you now must remain the greatest secret. Only Lady Galadriel and the Lord Celeborn, Mithrandir and myself know of this secret. Now with the death of the Royal family, I would share it with you."

Thyrion looked puzzled and overwhelmed but he gathered himself to listen to what lord Elrond told him next.

"You know well that Celebrimbor forged the three elven rings. What few know is that when he was creating them the Valar Nienna appeared to him and asked him to forge a fourth ring. It was the ring of Darkness: Mornië. She told him to give this ring to Aeglos Dairiunion, who, after the death of his father Dairiun during the fight against Sauron had become the King of the Isil elves."

He continued, "When Celebrimbor asked why she would ask this boon, for despite having fought alongside the elves of the Moon, most still had little love for them. Nienna replied that that one day a descendant of Dairiun, a person of both Darkness and Light, would use this ring and defeat a great Evil. So Celebrimbor did as she asked and only gave this information to the other ring bearers."

"The moment Galadriel saw your princess, bearing both the Darkness of your King and the Light of her daughter, she knew she was the One of the Prophecy. She told so to Lómion and Elwing, told them to train her and protect her. For one day she would have to defeat Sauron. Somehow Sauron must have been aware of this, ordering the attack on Seregon to protect himself. And now the line of Dairiun is dead and Lómion destroyed!"

"Mornië..." Elrond took in a shuddering breath and then sighed, his shoulders slumped. This was really a dreadful situation. Had all their hopes of victory died with the rest of the family? No, it was still not the moment for self-pity and grieving. So he finished tending Thyrion and excused himself.

"Now I think I have tended to your wounds sufficiently for the present. If you will now return to comfort your surviving people, my healers are with them. I have some letters to write..."


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