Three times three,
What brought they from the foundered land
Over the flowing sea?
Seven stars and seven stones
And one white tree."
(J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings)
She had known his true name even before marrying him.
Yet she married him, nonetheless, for F?riel was many things, but never a coward, and if the fates of the D?nedain could ever be altered by her choice, she had to give it a try. Unexpected was the way men's hearts harden, how ears once attentive refuse to listen.
Well. If she could not change the D?nedain, she would do her best for the one--weary, hardened, frightened, haunted by an undeserved fate, victim of a wrong choice not of his making.
Not if she could help it...
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