El Senor De Los Anillos - El Retorno Del Rey Ed... Apr 2026

Aragorn placed a hand on Faramir’s shoulder. “In the old days, the Steward of Gondor was the King’s chief counselor, the warden of the citadel, the voice of the people when the King’s ear was turned to war. I have spent my life fighting. I know little of peacetime. Will you teach me?”

“My Lord Faramir,” Aragorn said, kneeling beside the cot. “You should not rise.” El Senor de Los Anillos - El Retorno Del Rey Ed...

“You would keep me as Steward?” Faramir asked, his voice trembling. Aragorn placed a hand on Faramir’s shoulder

Faramir, Steward of Gondor, lay on a white cot. His hand, still bandaged from the arrow that had struck him in the retreat from Osgiliath, rested on the blanket. Beside him, Éowyn of Rohan, the White Lady of Ithilien, slept in a chair, her golden hair tangled with dried blood—not her own, but the Witch-king’s. I know little of peacetime

Faramir stared. For a long moment, the only sound was Éowyn’s quiet breathing.