Categories > Books > Lord of the Rings > Hostina Quettar
How dare he, this disloyal son of mine, to disown me? What good will it do him? What will it change? The present? The future? Certainly not the past, however he may wish it. Such audacity, to renounce his name and mine, to turn his back on our house. It may seem good to him, a noble choice, but one good deed cannot undo a history filled with wickedness. He stays, pretending all of it never happened, that he was associated with no evil endeavor. Pretending. Wishing...
I would envy him, if pretending were enough to shake off this curse.
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