3. Where the Heart is - by Imhiriel
The sound of lapping waves from Lake Evendim, the fresh, familar scent of the North drifted through the window, like a greeting from an old friend.
Aragorn felt content.
He had been unexpectedly reluctant to leave Minas Tirith, having finally made it his home, the first he had known since age twenty.
His gaze strayed through the room, lingered on random details: the pack of handkerchiefs Bilbo had left him as threatened. Frodo-lad's drawing of an Oliphaunt, beside the battered map annotated in Halbarad's unmistakeable scrawl. The vase of wildflowers Arwen had just picked.
A reminder: this was home, also.
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A/N:
- "King Elessar rides north, and dwells for a while by Lake Envedim." (Entry in RotK, Appendix B, the Tale of Years, for the year 1436 S.R.)
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Imhiriel
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