Preparation

He looked at his refection in the mirror and smiled at what he saw.
His clothing – his uniform – was of the finest fabric in shades of grey, silver and black, holding the devices of Arnor.

He was a member of the grey company and on this day one of the proudest men in Middle-earth.
He fastened the black mourning-band to his arm, the only reminder of the loss of a beloved brother on this glorious day.

„Halladan son of Hirthor, future Steward of Arnor.“

He smiled in appreciation, smoothed down his tunic and checked his appearance one last time.
He was ready and presentable for the coronation.