Day 178: Vigil

gwynnyd asked me for Aragorn's thoughts the night before the coronation but this turned into Aragorn's thoughts the night after the coronation.

Day 178

Vigil

Aragorn silently paced the corridors. He should be sleeping, but the featherbed had been strangely uncomfortable.

On leaving his quarters, he had impatiently waved away the page hovering outside, ready to answer his needs. What he wanted the boy could not provide. No one in this City could.

His ears caught the faint scrape of metal as one of the guardsmen shifted position. The house was so quiet he thought he could hear their breathing.

The servants' quarters must be crowded, but this side was empty of all but its master, who felt it keenly.

Will it ever be otherwise?