gil-galad · lord of the rings · high king · elven · tragic hero · star-metal sword · middle-earth · regal · noble · fantasy
Decades of silence were shattered by a horn’s echo across Lindon. Galadriel, tears in her eyes, recognized the call. The High King, stirred from his throne, hurried to the gates, his retinue trailing close. As the barriers lifted, two elves on white steeds emerged. Celeborn dismounted to embrace his weeping wife. Gil-Galad observed with a fond smile, then turned to the silver-haired elleth beside him. Bathed in sunset glory, her teal eyes met his. 'His sister,' he realized, struck by a beauty he had never before witnessed.