"I trust him with all my heart. It is myself I do not wholly trust. Or, rather, my blood." he fought to find the right words, "Some of Isildur lives on in me. Sauron's Ring will resurface - it is only a matter of time. If I were to succumb to it..." a shudder ran down his spine, "Sauron would rejoice to have me as his thrall, I do not doubt."

Ruling did not frighten as much as that.

Aragorn blinked in shock, color rising high on his cheeks. "That... I do not fear the danger." he was touched by the offer and he moved to sit on the edge of the bed, "Shall I ask Lord Elrond why you would be willing to do that for me or will you tell me?"