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Video 7 - Sewing Shop

[the video opens on Margaery in the Sewing Shop, dressed of course to impress and show off her work. what is unusual is that she's holding a sword in her lap and that the Shop looks like it's been scrubbed from ceiling to floor and everything in between.

what may also be unusal to those who can notice such things, there have been magical wards placed around the Shop to deter violence and keep certain types of beings out.

Margaery smiles welcomingly at the camera, although those who know her well enough can tell that it's a little forced]

Hello, everyone! The Sewing Shop is open again to attend to your needs. Can you not find what you're looking for in the shops? Or are you just plain sick of wearing the same things day in, day out? Come in and request whatever you need. The only payment I require is a bolt of fabric from Tranquility.

I also give sewing lessons to those who wish to learn.

[to Washington and Kelson]

I have what you requested ready for you to pick up at any time. I hope to see you soon.

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[she stops what she's been doing and goes to him] Then they must arrange it so that I may visit. I cannot abide the idea of you spending your years all alone.

[ He finishes the cut neatly and then looks up and smiles at her ]

Thank you, Margaery. I will be fine, I promise. It is what it is.

[she looks concerned]

It may be, but I can still want to visit, can I not?

[ He smiles wryly ]

I don't know how easy I will be to find, Margaery! But yes, if you come, I will not turn you away.

[she looks earnest]

Then. . . would you tell me where to look for you? Because I will come.

[ Maglor laughs softly - something wry and old in the sound of it ]

I would, only I do not know for certain. I am a wanderer, Margaery. All I can tell you is that I will, almost certainly, be on the westernmost shores by the sea.

The westernmost shores by the sea. It must be beautiful there.

It can be.

[ He hums ]

The shores are already so different to when I first arrived there. It used to be very desolate, but Men are ever expanding.

Are they moving into your territory?

[ He chuckles ]

A wanderer has no territory of his own. But yes, I suppose you could say that.

But if you and your people were there first, surely it's yours.

[ He laughs merrily at the thought ]

Oh hardly! I don't go near Elven settlements - the wilds of the coasts don't belong to anyone.

So there's room enough to share? Assuming that the other is willing to share, of course.

Even so. The lands are wide and wild still. I do not imagine they will remain that way forever, now that the King has returned, but it will be many years yet before folk are willing to leave the safety of the larger, fortified towns.

The way you describe your home makes it sound so beautiful. But, the King has returned? That's a story I've not yet heard.

I am very fond of it, so I am glad you think so!

[ He nods ]

Aye - the King of the Reunited Kingdoms of Gondor and Anor. Long have both thrones been empty, but at last, at last, there is one who has proven his worth to hold them, by right of blood as well as action.

Your fondness shows in every word you speak about it.

[her eyes widen with delight]

That's--that's wonderful! To have a king, a true king. . . that is no small thing, as my world's sorry existence shows. To have a king who is worthy of the crown! What is his name? What did he do to prove himself?

It is my home.

[ He says simply and nods, eyes brightening ]

Aragorn II Arathonion Telcontar, Elessar, the Elfstone, Envinyatar, the Renewer. [ The names roll easily from his tongue ]

He is the direct descendent of Elendil the Tall, First King, and through him, in direct line, he can trace his bloodline to Elros Tar-Minyatur, First King of Numenor, and twin brother to Elrond Half-Elven of the line of Luthien and Beren, who fostered him in his youth. Long he labored in the North as the Chieftain of the Dunedain, the last remnants of the once mighty kingdom of Arnor, safeguarding the people from the Shadow. But he travelled far, seeking ever to broaden his knowledge, and he served the King of Rohan as one of his horsemen for many years, and he served in Gondor also in the Steward's armies. They say he won them a great victory, and then vanished, but his kinsmen in the North tell that he left Gondor and went East, into the far lands of Khand and Harad across the desert, always seeking to learn and to make friendship and alliance with distant folk.

And at the last... the Enemy's Ring came at last to light from where it had been hidden by the most unlikely folk. It could not be unmade by any skill we had, for Sauron was one of the Maia, the lesser powers of the world, and that Ring held much of his malice, and even, I believe, a good deal of himself. So it was decided that where strength of arms might fail, stealth might do better. Eight were appointed to guard and guide the Ringbearer, to whom was charged the quest to slip into the Enemy's very lands, and fling the ring back into the volcano where it was forged, the only place where fire hot enough to destroy it might be found. Aragorn was one of that party, although he went with them as only Strider the Ranger, Chieftain of the Dunedain, and not by any other title. Also in that fellowship was Boromir, the eldest son of the Steward of Gondor, and it is said that when Boromir lay dying, he charged Aragorn to save their people in his place, and acknowledged him as king.

And so, his duty to the Ringbearer no longer able to be fulfilled for Frodo had taken no one but his gardener and great friend Sam on that last dangerous road, he turned his steps first in pursuit of the Ringbearer's kinsman, taken in the same battle that slew Boromir, and the feat of the Three Hunters in pursuit is one worthy of song! But through many paths he came indeed to Gondor, he who would be her King, and he brought with him the Shades of the Mountain, the Oathbreakers who were cursed to remain caught between life and death until their Oaths to aid Gondor had been redeemed, and on the open plains before the White City he fought for them, and won them the victory.

[she listens to the story wide-eyed. so many of the tales of his world seem impossible, but are true]

We've never had such a king in Westeros. Not even Aegon the Conqueror can claim such glory as he took the Seven Kingdoms with the aid of his sister-wives and their dragons. Most kings my country had were. . . average with only the truly bad ones standing out from the crowd. I hope that Daenerys will be such a queen, but only time will tell and I'll never get to see it.

But what of Frodo and his friend, Sam? Were they able to destroy the Ring?

Aye, they were. Greatly they must have suffered, for the road through Mordor is not an easy one, and they were alone, with no map or guide, and only what rations they could carry. Worse, they carried the Enemey's Ring, and it must have worn hard on Frodo's spirit. They found one other in the dirt, Gollum, a twisted gangrel creature who had himself borne the Ring for many a long year, until it had twisted him into a being unrecognisable to any. Bilbo, Frodo's uncle, it was, who first met Gollum - and it was to Bilbo that the Ring came first. He spared Gollum from pity, that time. That mercy Gollum would repay, although not quite the way any thought.

When they made it at last to Orodruin, to the very heart of Mount Doom, Frodo, it is said, faltered at last, worn so thin as to have nothing left to give. He claimed the Ring, there in the heart of the Enemy's stronghold, and not even Faithful Sam could stop him. But Gollum had been their guide and betrayer, and even in here he had followed, drawn to the Ring that had been his burden and companion for so very long. He bit the Ring from Frodo's finger, and rejoicing stepped too close to the edge and fell, taking the Ring with him. And so the Quest was accomplished, and Sauron overthrown.

That sounds like a terrible ordeal, even though it ended well. Who could have thought that a moment of mercy would end in the triumph over evil? But, what was the Ring, that it held such power? It was made by one who was evil, but how do you forge evil into a thing?

It was - when I was brought here, Master Frodo was sailing West to Elvenhome, a last desperate attempt to seek healing for the hurts acquired on that journey, and a great privilege, for ordinarily, mortals are not permitted to go to Aman.

[ He shakes his head, grimly ]

I do not know. Celebrimbor might be able to tell you, but I beg of you to go gently with him! For Sauron came to him in fair form and with flattery on his lips, and they worked together, and built many beautiful things, for Sauron shared much knowledge with them, in those days. The culmination of their work - and what he had wanted, no doubt - was the forging of the Rings of Power. But then did Sauron show his hand, and in secret he forged the One, to which all the others were bound and dominated by. I have long suspected that Sauron poured not just power but also a part of himself into the One, for did not also my father do something of the same with the Silmarils? And when one does such a thing, one is diminished, for to destroy the thing is to destroy yourself as well, e'en if you are strengthened in the short term.

With a little luck and a lot of care, Master Frodo will be well again. I wish I'd had the chance to meet him.

I will be kind to him, should I ask. I likely won't as it seems as though it would be painful to discuss and I'd not bring him pain, reliving what was endured.

I am grateful that no such thing exists in Westeros. It would almost certainly find its way into Cersei's hands and she's seized enough power for herself already.

If there is any hope for healing, it will be in Aman.

[ He nods and smiles sadly ]

It was... not a good ending, as you can imagine. I would rather the Ring had never existed at all, but it did, and I suppose I am glad it went to those who could deal with it.

[she nods at his statement about not being a good ending]

Yes. It seems as though there would be few, if any, who would be able to avoid being corrupted by it. I wouldn't trust myself with such a thing.

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