Characters: Elros Tar-Minyatur, first king of Numenor; reference to his brother Elrond and his great-granddaughter Yavien
Rating: PG 13
Warnings: references to f/f relationship and impending canonical character death (non-violent)
Book/Source: Unfinished Tales, Silmarillion
Disclaimer: Tolkien invented the descendants of Elros, Himring a few additional complications.
A/N: Double drabble.
I remember a time when my brother and I sat by the shore, fishing for our next meal. I remember a time when most of my people were freed thralls. I remember a time when none of us were sure we would live to see the next day and some took love as they found it, asking no questions.
The seasons of the world wrought changes. A couple of centuries went by—and already in Numenor they believe there is much difference in station between a princess and a fisher girl. Who to love and how? The rules apply.
Could I have done more to stem that tide? But was I not chosen myself for kingship precisely by those rules, heir to Tuor and Beren by blood? They were never entirely suspended; regained prosperity has brought them back in force.
My little Yavien, silver-quick, her hair bleached by Numenor’s sun like ripe wheat! Voronwe told me he could see something of Idril in her. Now she is grown, she loves, but cannot freely speak.
Could I have done more? It is too late. All things have their season. Mine is past; already the kingship has slipped almost from my hands…