Dreams of Power [ Lord of the Rings x Silmarillion ]

New Life

The cries of new life brought Aderthon to tears as he and Eldarion and Elfwine slowly entered the room in the Houses of Healing. Two hours ago, Lothuial had birthed a son. He was born with a head of dark hair, and eyes as blue as the ocean.

"He's cute," Aderthon sniffled. "Just like his mum."

Lothuial laughed and cried simultaneously. Elboron, ever present beside his wife, smiled at the half-elf's joke.

Eldarion stepped up to the bed. "Have you chosen a name yet?"

Lothuial looked at Elboron and he nodded. She turned back to the three guests. "Barahir."

"A fitting name," Elfwine nodded softly.

The three men left the couple and their son in peace soon after. Aragorn sent for Aderthon, and the three went back to the Citadel. The weather was still nice, despite the fast approaching darkness of evening. As Aderthon hurried to his King, he couldn't take his mind off the baby. Baby Barahir was quite possibly the most wonderful thing he'd ever seen.

"Aderthon," Aragorn said with a nod as the half elf entered the meeting room. "I have a job for you."

The man nodded immediately. "Name it."

"It is time one of Legolas' folk had a permanent presence here in Minas Tirith. I have liaisons with Rohan and Dunland here already, and now Merry and Pippin have decided to stay." Aragorn walked around the large table to where Aderthon stood. "I need you to go and ask Lord Legolas."

"Of course." He bowed his head. "What of the dwarves? Are they to have emissaries here as well?"

Aragorn nodded with a sigh. "I was going to send Elboron. I must now decide who will go, or else wait a while."

"When would you like me to start?" The younger man was eager to set off.

But Aragorn told him patience. "Tomorrow morning. For now, I have called the others for a meeting."

As he finished speaking, Eldarion, Amdirien, Arwen, Círeth and Fëalas entered the room. Eldarion led them, having fetched them for Aragorn. They all took their seats at the round table.

"I am concerned," Aragorn began, "as I'm sure you all are as well, about the new Queen of Rhûn."

Círeth snorted. "Concerned is an understatement, my lord."

Aragorn nodded, admitting her comment to be true. "Her name should be enough for concern. Why would a queen of Rhûn choose a Quenya name?"

This indeed had been the cause for concern for Aderthon and Eldarion as well. "Cat Queen" was a rough translation for the Quenya name "Tar-Mëonis." None had a clue as to what this entailed.

Eldarion spoke up. "Cat-Queen is an odd, and specific, name."

"Names aside," Aderthon shook his head. "What do you think her purpose is?"

"I am not sure," Aragorn admitted this quietly. He looked around. "The preservation of Barahir's body after at least a month dead was worrying as well."

"I'm glad I was not the only to notice this," Círeth agreed with him. "Barahir and Halion looked as though they'd died the day before."