I watch him, day in and day out. I care for him like no other. How can someone speak so dark of someone's heart that only wants the good? The question will never cease, no matter how many lifetimes pass through any land; 'What is right in Law?'
It will plague a constant battle of words, hate, physical stamina, and more than that, trust. It has been a very long time since I let someone in like I've let Iriul. It's always been me, myself, and I. I've learned to control my tongue, control my anger, and furthermore I have learned that there is worth in a companion. I dare not let anyone take that away from me, especially someone so eager to speak black against him or his Successor title over Tinnudir.
I've never been afraid of hard work, and I've never been afraid of sweating to achieve what I need to accomplish. This current situation has kept me up at night, watching him peacefully sleep. I feel he is blind at times, because of how much good lies inside of him, but I can't be certain. This is something he will need to learn on his own, his trust for others. I could stare out at Annuminas all day, staring at the bridge location where I jumped those years ago. I can feel the blade trek across my cheek that gave me a scar. I can see Lailha dead in my arms. I still feel the war call that sounded in my ears that night, rattling my body and trembling the rock beneath my feet. I remember the men that guarded me. It's all just as clear as day, but nothing compares to what I see and feel inside his heart. I will stand at his side, helping, aiding, pushing him to persevere. No one is more proud of him than I am, and I'll not let something so small as the threat of a commoner or the words of someone who trusts the Evil get in my way.
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