"But... we are cousins! Cousins do not marry in Númenor! Itīs forbidden by a law that was passed a very long time ago, have you never heard of..."
"And who passed that law?"
Interrupted in her tirade, Zimraphel stammered dazedly.
"E-Elros, of course. With all the rest."
"Well, then! He was loved and respected, and that was why people revered his laws! If someone else was also loved and respected, wouldnīt he be heard as well if he decided to pass a new one?
"But... but he was Elros!"
"So? "He shook his head dismissively, but his eyes were glowing with a fierce light. "I will be greater than him one day."
Zimraphel looked at him, incredulous. For a split second she saw blood and a great, dark wave crashing over their heads, and something within her shivered in terror.
Something within her shook with blind, fiery pride.