[Bêthberry]

Hearpwine's song would not leave Bethberry's head alone. Round and round it pooled in her memory; the more she shook her head, the more insistently she recalled it.

Finally, she rose from her desk where she was writing and looked out her window, where the voices of Leofan's family mingled with the song and stirred memories.

Not of the war nor the battles but of the strange combination of events which preceeded Sauron's downfall. Of the strange way that the dark fell on Edoras. It was a story not many knew, more a personal perspective, yet, after all, what is history but personal witness.

That Gondorian, Azaziel, had been so persistent in pursuing his interest in the rebuilding of the stable. reminisced Bethberry to herself.