Characters: Prince Imrahil
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
Who Giveth This Woman?
She looks beautiful. So like her mother; and yet I also see myself in her. I am proud to ride out from our home, escorting my beloved daughter, as she begins her journey from Princess to Queen.
As we make our way down through the town my people line our way, smiling, cheering, wishing her well.
But it is not as I had pictured it in my mind, for there is no sun blessing us with his warmth; rather, swirls of salt-tanged mist cloak Dol Amroth as we leave. I hope it is not an ill-omen for my daughter’s future.