I took a lot of time to get to this tonight, since I was stupidly busy all today, and, well…I need some time to chill sometimes. Most times. All of the time. Chill time is good.
But also, today is pretty boring. Again, Merry is healing quickly, and will be up fully soon. Meanwhile, Aragorn sneaks off after healing adoring folk all night. He sleeps in his tent outside Minas Tirith, and Imrahil’s standard flies in the city in the morning.
So, ultimately, Aragorn gets his wish by staying outside the city. He came in and helped out with the healing, but then returned to where he wanted to be all along. However, his cover has been blown, and the people of Gondor know that he’s around. That’s why he had to spend all night going from bed to bed healing. Word gets around.
Strangely enough, since Aragorn was able to get away and instill the appearance that Imrahil is presiding over Minas Tirith for the time being, some people actually think that maybe this whole “the king is here” thing was just a strange after-war dream.
I mean, honestly, I understand this. I’ve had things come and go relatively suddenly enough that they’ve felt dreamlike. In fact, I have recurring dreams actually relating to them, which furthers my strange feeling that it was all a dream in the first place.
Yeah, I know real from dream, but my mind can play tricks in that way. Yours can, too, if you let it. And that’s what the people of Gondor are going through. For once, I understand their oddities. Next chapter!
Days Until The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug: 34
No one dies today.
“And in the morning the banner of Dol Amroth, a white ship like a swan upon blue water, floated from the Tower, and men looked up and wondered if the coming of the King had been but a dream.”