Homecoming

It is harder than Eldacar foresaw to return to his father's land. For ten years now he has ridden as one of the Rhovannim, and the hunting bow comes easier to his hand than the sword. If Gondor does not want him, why trouble with them? Let them have Castamir and choke on him.

Then his old dream of Osgiliath's fall returned: he watched the Dome of Stars crack and shatter again, and woke himself by crying out. Staring at the tent ceiling, he remembers Ornendil, and the only question left is how best to kill Castamir: quick or slow.

[A Kinstrife drabble for Dwim's birthday.]