3. Betrothal - I
"But... we are cousins! Cousins do not marry in Númenor! It´s forbidden by a law that was passed a very long time ago, have you never heard of..."
"And who passed that law?"
Interrupted in her tirade, Zimraphel stammered dazedly.
"E-Elros, of course. With all the rest."
"Well, then! He was loved and respected, and that was why people revered his laws! If someone else was also loved and respected, wouldn´t he be heard as well if he decided to pass a new one?
"But... but he was Elros!"
"So? "He shook his head dismissively, but his eyes were glowing with a fierce light. "I will be greater than him one day."
Zimraphel looked at him, incredulous. For a split second she saw blood and a great, dark wave crashing over their heads, and something within her shivered in terror.
Something within her shook with blind, fiery pride.
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