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Minastir and Ullume sailed around Numenor. Minastir showed her the great cliffs at Forostar and the tower his ancient forefather Meneldur had built.

After they passed the bay of Andunie. Minastir pointed to the Andustar cape.

"This is the westernmost point of Numenor. We may not sail further west than we cannot see this cape. When I was a young man, the blessed people came to Eldalonde where I lived. After I have served your father under the King, I went to this place to see if I could see their home in Avallone;" Minastir said.

Ullume looked at Minastir. She had never been to the westland before. "Could you?" she asked.

"No!" Minastir said; "It was like when I was at Meneltarma, only the great ocean was visible."

He looked up at the hills at the cape.

With low voice, almost as if he spoke to himself, he continued; "Maybe if we build a tower there…"

They sailed to Eldalonde and Ullume saw the beauty of Nisimaldar with the fragrant trees. Minastir was greeted by his family. They held a great feast for the couple.

Isilmo asked Minastir; "Are there any news from Armenelos?"

"What news will you be interested in?" Minastir asked.

One of his sisters answered; "Has the queen appointed her successor?"

Minastir said; "No she has not!"

The feast was silence, as no one knew what to say next.

Ullume broke the silence. She stood up, thanked Minastirs family for their hospitality, and praised to beauty of Nisimaldar.

Everybody raised his or her glass to support the speech.

Minastir kept standing after everybody else sat down again. He said; "I thought that beauty found deep in land or constructed at the shores of Middle Earth would impress you. However, now I know this is in this place, I can speak to your heart. I already know your fathers answers to this, but I want to hear your first. Will you be my betrothed?"

Ullume knew the question long before Minastir had finished his speech.

"I will!" She said, "You have conquered much, and now also my heart"

Minastir was excited; "Then we shall return to Armenelos and get your fathers blessing!"

Ullume smiled; "My father lives in Romenna, she said!"

Minastir corrected himself and everybody laughed. Several people including his sisters speculated on his mistake, guessing what Minastir really wanted to conquer.

Far away, Annatar had finished his creation. As the last task; he engraved a poem into the ring, in the language he had created from the many different varieties of Orkish. From now on, this would be the only spoken language in Mordor.

The poem read:

Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul,

ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul.

Translated into the common language:

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,

One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

The orcs surround Annatar lokked at him admiration as he held the ring high.

"Try it;" one of the braver said.

To their surprise, Annatar answered; "No! I have one more travel to perform before Middle Earth will know its ruler."

He hid his ring in a safe place, which only he could open.

Celeborn and the little man had come to Tharbad. They stopped a few miles north of the city.

Celeborn stated; "I need to go to a place called Eregion. I do not know how I will be received there, but I think it is best if you stay in Tharbad. Show no one what you possess. If all goes well I will return to this town and met you at the bridge in the center."

"I will!" The little man said.

Celeborn said; "I see in you kind, the best of humans, unaffected by power!"

Celeborn left him heading east.