Chapter Twenty.

Khaalida POV:

Chirom was a very interesting man, he spoke a lot about how he made a living in Caras Galadhon.

Walking side by side I listened closely as he told me another story about his time in the army. "I was about five years old when my mother sold me to a soldier, your grandparents weren't the best of leaders, especially your grandfather, he started wars with multiple kingdoms just for power. He led so many people to their death all in the name of power. When your father came in, many believed he would bring more sorrow and war to the world but to their surprise, he was the complete opposite, he restored peace to the land."

My heart felt heavy as I heard all the terrible things my Grandfather did I couldn't imagine how a man like that could sleep at night knowing how much blood was on his hands, how many children were left to fend for themselves ending up lying Chirom, forced into war for nothing.