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Game in Middle Earth - Chapter 32

Published at 15th of April 2019 07:55:10 PM


Chapter 32

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"Feladrias! summon the guard, send a messenger to the Gray Ports to order them to prepare the army. In turn, they must also send a messenger to Forlond and Harlond to prepare for the war. Also, you will command half of the guard and help to defend Belegost while you wait for my arrival with the army." - Cirdan quickly ordered.

"Yes, my lord!" - Feladrias did not dare to waste time and bid farewell to the King immediately left to carry out his orders.

"In two weeks, I will arrive at Belegost commanding five thousand elves. I hope the dwarf lord agrees with my decision." - In his last sentence, Cirdan addressed Barab with a very serious face.

Barab was in a hurry, but he knew that Cirdan was going to send all the help that the Elf King had and assemble an army took time. Barab bowed to Cirdan showing respect as he answered. - "We are honored to know that you will help us. Our doors will resist the enemy while we wait for your arrival. "

Cirdan nodded and stood up. - "Well, now that everything is solved I will get going. There is much work to be done."

"Wait a moment!" - The owner of the voice was none other than Aldarion. His words made the Barab and Cirdan give him their full attention.

"Do you want to say something else, Aldarion?" - Cirdan asked without getting up from his throne yet.

"Yes, the thirty men who are here with me, Duihir and I, will go along with Feladrias and the dwarven emissaries to Belegost. We will help to defend the kingdom." - Aldarion said seriously.

"My lord...?" - The moment the words came out of Aldarion's mouth, Duihir opened his eyes wide as he looked at Aldarion. He could not believe that Aldarion made that decision. Duihir knew it was not the best decision, but he did not say anything else because it made him happy to have the opportunity to avenge his brothers in arms.

"Are you sure this is what you should do, Aldarion?" - Cirdan asked very seriously and continued. - "Would not it be better if you came back with what's left of your people to protect and reassure them?"

Aldarion listened to him, closed his eyes and remained for a few seconds in silence meditating on Cirdan's words. The Elf King's questions were repeating again and again in his head.

'Is this decision the product of my anger? With this decision will I ruin things? Will I bring what remains of my people to complete destruction?' - Aldarion could not help but ask himself these kinds of questions.

Finally, Aldarion opened his eyes and he turned a determined look on Cirdan. - "Yes, this is the best decision I can make. If I help to eradicate this enemy, my people will be safe and, if I do not go and by chance Belegost can not resist and the kingdom falls, with the few that we are, we will not be able to defend ourselves." - Aldarion took a break in his speech and clenching his fists he continued. - "No, it's better that I go with my men to help in the defense. This will increase our chances and your army will be able to arrive on time."


Cirdan looked at Aldarion and, as he listened, his serious face began to change to that of a smile. The Elf King saw that in Aldarion's eyes there was no longer that blind fury that worried him. - "Very well Aldarion, you and your men will help Feladrias."

After his words, Cirdan said goodbye to everyone and he went to make preparations for his departure.

Aldarion, who was facing away from his men, turned around and looked at the expressions in each of their eyes. Above all, Duihir's expression.

"I know that my first decision as Captain of the Dunedain seems irresponsible, but it is not my intention to lead you to death. Undoubtedly, all of us will return home safe and sound. We will take revenge for our brothers and we will keep the people who are still with us safe." - Aldarion gave them these brief words to reassure them.

In the eyes of the men there was no fear or repentance at any time, but the moment Aldarion finished speaking, a light of fury and courage began to shine in their eyes. - "Yes, Captain!" - Everyone said at once.

At that moment, Barab approached Aldarion from behind and he caught his attention. - "My most sincere thanks for your help. I know it has been a difficult decision."

Aldarion saw how Barab thanked him, and he realized that the dwarf did it really. Aldarion did not know how, but he could tell, the dwarf in front of him is completely sincere. This made him relax and behave in a calmer when he answered. - "Without a doubt, putting my people in danger has not been easy for me, but I do it for the good of my people. Also, I can not let our allies suffer and not be able to help them."

What Aldarion said made Barab excited. In the past, when the Kingdom of Arnor still existed, the dwarves of Beregost and Nogrod maintained a trading relationship with the Dunedain, and could even be considered as allies. But once the kingdom fell into disgrace, the relationship between them cooled down to almost disappear.

When Barab heard him say the word 'allies' to Aldarion, he could not help but get excited. - "Our people will never forget that you came to help us when we were in trouble. Without a doubt, we will return this favor more than."

"You do not need so much gratitude. I also do it for my people. This enemy threatens us all." - Aldarion tried to appear humble and selfless, but deep down he was happy. He knew that if he played his cards well, he would have a good future ally that will serve his plans.

"No, after this we will help you in whatever we can. I give you my word." - Barab told him with a tone indicating that he would not accept a no for an answer.

Seeing this, Aldarion realized that he had to accept, and that everything was going according to what he expected. - "Okay, but we'll talk about this when the problem is solved."

After finishing talking, the two said goodbye and went to prepare the trip to Belegost.




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