"A - Lord Elrond is convinced I could be a good King; that I should reclaim the throne." Aragorn shifted uncomfortably, clearly weighing the possibility heavily. He was not the sort to grab the opportunity and use it for his sole gain. Truthfully, he was content if his family was safe.

But the more he thought about it, didn't others deserve that sort of contentment? Everyone deserved peace.

So he fought for it where he could, learning along the way.

"He will Sail one day." and there was a further complication with Arwen, "They will all Sail." even her, "I cannot say how I will react. Will I be myself? Will I be strong enough to support a kingdom of people who have been torn apart by the Enemy for far too long?"

His lips twitched and he gave Maedhros an intense stare. "Not to Lord Elrond and...not to me by extension."