June 9, 2942 T.A.
Today I set a broken bone for the grandson of the steward. It was a clean break, and not overly difficult to mend, but I was surprised that he managed to break an arm at all. Denethor is a 12-year old boy, yes, but as serious and methodical a child I have never seen. One would expect such an injury of a more reckless boy, but Denethor generally spends his time reading books or playing indoors. Despite his often sullen personality, he is quick-witted and I find myself hoping he will grow to be kinder and more understanding.
He is much like his father Ecthelion, and I feel that a change in his temperament would be in Gondor's best interest. If you were here, Kili, I'm sure you could bring some joy back into his black-and-white world.
Wish you were here,
Tauriel.