Edoraslass (edoraslass) wrote in tolkien_weekly,
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What might have been

Title: In His Hour of Victory
Characters: Steward and son
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine

*runs like hell*


In His Hour of Victory

“And you know of no other reason.” The Steward frowned at the piece of parchment on his desk.

“No, my lord father.”

“Simply ‘other tasks await me.’ “ The Steward sighed. “After all these years of service, and in his hour of great victory. I do not understand it.”

Denethor restrained the urge to say anything beyond, “It is a mystery, Father.” Ecthelion never listened to what his own son thought of the Captain, and it did not matter now.

Yesterday, the body had been disposed of, the ashes scattered to the winds. Thorongil would never be seen in Gondor again.
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