BEME Day 27
Day 27
Gil-galad
King of the Noldor: fine name but ill omen. Our poets tell over the fates of our kings! Their crowns lie lost or looted, our scholars argue their errors, and still, sometimes, when poets sing our people weep.
A small people enough now, what need of a king? Yet a king they will have, and a king I am named. So for this I was spared, and for them I will serve and find joy in the serving. Do not think it an ill thing, to love a whole folk.
Yet still I do recall: our kings are not well-fated.