The Ceremony

In the highest tower of Carn Dûm, in front of the Seat of the Witch-King,

Stood Lady Gwynedh, just to be crowned to High-Priestess by the Lord of Blood,

"My fair lady, you have shown me much, both weakness and power, one can not survive without the other. The Iron One might not accept the place I am giving you, for he sees you as a traitor. Pain, he has given you, torture of most cruel kind. Yet, do not heed him, not his words, nor his doings, for he has not the eyes to see the true power hiding in your heart. Lady Gwynedh, do you accept to be bound to the Shadow, in both life, and death?"

Lady Gwynedh gave a respectful nod, and said, "Yes, I do."

The Lord of Blood smiled, and replied, "Then I, Morthalic, The Lord of Blood and Death, crown you to High-Priestess."

The man behind Gwynedh, named Aerenn, muttered a grieving no, succumbed to the ground and was brought to the Slave-Pens.