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Chapter 117 - CHAPTER 117: The Weight Settles Between Them

[TAURIEL]

The boy was at her shoulder for a third morning.

She had registered him on the first morning at the half-hour past the seventh bell, when she had come down to the wing from the upper rooms and had stopped at the door of the wing for the small careful steady inner inventory of the morning's small folded summaries; she had registered, in the small careful steady inner reading at the door, the small steady careful inner step of a seven-year-old behind her at the proper distance of a small careful steady inner reading. She had not, on the registering, turned.

She had registered him on the second morning at the second bell, when she had set the long quiver at her hip at the rack of the practice yard; he had been at the gate of the yard at the small careful steady inner pattern of a boy who had been watching from the gate of the yard for some seasons, and he had been at the gate when she had set up at the first line of the long-shot mark and had stayed at the gate when she had drawn the first arrow. She had not, on the drawing, looked at the gate.

She had registered him this morning at the corridor outside the family quarters at the third bell of the morning, when she had come down from the upper rooms after the small careful steady inner conversation she had had with Aldric at the seventh bell of the night before; he had been at the door of the family quarters with the small wooden tally-stick in his small hand, and he had inclined his small head a fraction at her coming past, and he had not, in the inclining, said anything.

She had not, in the past three mornings, named the watching to him.

She had not, in the past three mornings, sent him away.

She had, by the small careful steady inner work of the past three mornings, been carrying — at the small careful steady inner pace of an Elven mind that had been carrying things for seven hundred and twenty-five years — the small careful steady inner shape of what Aldric had set on the long bench under the long window three nights ago. The carrying had not been — by her small careful steady inner work — the heavy carrying she had carried at the small careful steady inner months between Lúthien's birth and Elrond's setting-out at the long table of his study. The carrying had been — by the small careful steady inner reading of an Elven mind that had been at the inner inventories of many small careful steady inner carryings — the careful steady inner carrying of a piece of knowledge that had to be set, by the small careful steady inner work of an Elven mind, into the small careful steady inner shape of the country she had been at for fifteen years.

The carrying was — by her small careful steady inner reading at the end of the third morning — at its end.

She had set the small careful steady inner shape into the small careful steady inner work of the country.

The piece of knowledge had taken the small careful steady inner shape it had to take.

The piece of knowledge had — by the small careful steady inner reading at the end of the third morning — fit into the country.

The country was — by the small careful steady inner reading of an Elven mind that had been at the country at long councils and at long benches for fifteen years — a country she had been building, beside Aldric, for the knowing he had set on the long bench. The knowing had not — by her small careful steady inner reading at the end of the third morning — changed the country. The knowing had changed the small careful steady inner shape of her understanding of the country.

The country, by the small careful steady inner reading, was what it had been at the seventh bell of yesterday morning, and at the seventh bell of the morning before that, and at the seventh bell of every morning of the fifteen years preceding.

The country had been a country preparing for a war.

The country had been preparing — by Aldric's hand and by her own hand beside his — at the small careful steady inner work of every long council session and every long bench under every long window of every year of those fifteen years.

The country had not — by the small careful steady inner reading at the end of the third morning — been preparing for it in error.

The country had been preparing for it because the man at the head of the long table had been told, by some small careful steady inner working she would not, at any long bench, ask about, that the war was coming.

The man at the head of the long table had been right.

The war was coming.

She had — by her small careful steady inner reading at the small careful steady inner inventory of fifteen years — known the war was coming since the first sighting of the long-cloaked figures at the Weather Hills the year of the year-mark of T.A. 3000. She had known, by the small careful steady inner reading of the second war-test at the southern ridge with the column ordered to stand. She had known, by the small careful steady inner reading of Saramund son of Saraman at the south gate with the white-hand seal. She had — by every small careful steady inner reading at every small careful steady inner moment of the past eight years — known the war was coming.

She had not — by the small careful steady inner reading at the end of the third morning — needed Aldric to tell her the war was coming.

She had needed Aldric to tell her he had been telling himself the same thing.

That — by the small careful steady inner work of the end of the third morning — was the small careful steady inner shape that had fit into the small careful steady inner inventory.

That — by the small careful steady inner reading — was the small careful steady inner gift of the long bench under the long window three nights ago.

The gift was not the knowing.

The gift was the small careful steady inner registering, between two people who had been at long benches under long windows for fifteen years, that the small careful steady inner knowing had been — by both of them, at the small careful steady inner work of those years — set on the same long table.

She had — by her own small careful steady inner reading at the end of the third morning — set the gift into the small careful steady inner inventory of the country.

The gift was in.

She found him in the evening at the long bench under the window of the upper room.

He had not — by the small careful steady inner reading at the door of the upper room — been at the long bench at any of the previous three evenings. He had, by the small careful steady inner work of the three days, been at the small inner chamber at the long careful steady inner work of the autumn's council matters; he had been at the lower chamber with Halbarad the Elder at the small careful steady inner pattern he had been at the lower chamber for the better part of three years; he had been at the family quarters with the children at the small family table at the third bell of the evening; he had not — by the small careful steady inner reading — been at the long bench under the window in any of the small careful steady inner ways he had been at the long bench under the window for years.

He had been giving her the bench.

He had been — by the small careful steady inner reading — at the small flat private inner courtesy of a husband who had set out a piece of knowing at a long bench three nights ago and was waiting at the small careful steady inner distance for his wife to come up to the bench, on her own count, with her answer.

She came up at the seventh bell of the evening.

She came in by the inner door of the upper rooms. She did not, on coming in, light any of the small inner lamps. The chamber was at the small careful steady inner half-light of the corner-grate fire and at the small low lamp on the long bench under the window where she had set it at the noon hour of the morning before her descent.

He was at the long bench.

He had been at the long bench since the half-hour past the sixth, by his own small careful steady inner reading at her coming in.

She crossed the chamber at the small careful steady inner pace.

She stopped at three paces from the long bench.

She did not, at first, sit.

She set her hand against the back of the chair the keep women had set at the side of the long bench at the spring fitting, in the small flat steady careful inner gesture of committing.

She said, in the small low voice she had been holding for the better part of three days: "Aldric."

"Tauriel."

She drew a slow breath.

She said: "I do not need the rest."

A pause.

"I have — by the small careful steady inner work of three mornings and three afternoons and three evenings — set the small careful steady inner shape into the small careful steady inner work of the country I have been at for fifteen years. The shape is — by the small careful steady inner reading of the work — the shape I had, by my own small careful steady inner inventory at the small careful steady inner moments of the past eight years, already been carrying. The shape is the shape of the country preparing for a war it has been preparing for. The shape is — Aldric — not new in the country. The shape is new in the small careful steady inner naming between us. The naming is — by the small careful steady inner reading at the end of three days — the small careful steady inner part of the long bench at the long window that I needed. I did not, by the small careful steady inner reading, need the how. I did not — by the small careful steady inner reading — need the who. I needed — Aldric — to know that the man at the head of the long table had been telling himself the same thing I had been telling myself, by the small careful steady inner reading of the country we have been at together for fifteen years. I needed — Aldric — to know that the small careful steady inner thing he had been carrying alone he was — at this hour — no longer carrying alone."

She set her other hand against the chair-back.

She said, in the same small low voice: "I am — at this long bench, at this hour — in."

A pause.

He did not, at first, speak.

He set his hands at his knees in the small careful steady inner pattern he had been setting his hands at his knees at long benches for fifteen years.

He looked at her.

He said, in the small low voice he reserved for the inner-channel exchanges: "Tauriel."

"Aldric."

"All right."

"All right."

She let go of the chair-back.

She crossed the last three paces.

She sat on the long bench beside him at the proper distance.

She set her hand on the long bench between them, palm flat.

He set his hand under hers — the small careful steady inner palm-to-palm rest of fifteen years of long benches.

He closed his hand, very slowly, over hers.

She closed her hand under his.

They sat in the small careful steady inner half-light of the corner-grate fire for some minutes, in the small steady careful inner pattern of two people who had been at long benches at long windows for fifteen years and who had — at the long bench at the long window at the small careful steady inner end of three days of small careful steady inner carrying — set the small careful steady inner thing one of them had been carrying alone at the small careful steady inner thing the two of them were, from this hour, carrying together.

She set her head against his shoulder.

She did not, in the setting, speak.

He did not, in the setting, speak.

The fire held the chamber.

Cael was at the door of the upper room at the half-hour past the seventh bell.

He had — by the small careful steady inner reading of a seven-year-old who had been at the small careful steady inner reading of his parents for some seasons — come up the stair at the small careful steady inner pace of a boy who had registered, in the small careful steady inner pattern of the three days past, that the small careful steady inner work between his parents was, by the small careful steady inner reading at the door of the upper room at this hour, at some careful steady inner end.

He stopped at the door.

He did not, on stopping, knock.

He did not, on stopping, come in.

He stood at the door at the small careful steady inner pattern of a boy who had been at long fences for two summers and who knew, by the small careful steady inner reading of long doors, that the small careful steady inner moment of two people at a long bench at a long window was not, by any of the small careful steady inner readings of his age, a moment for a third person to interrupt.

He stood at the door for some minutes.

He could not — by Tauriel's small careful steady inner reading at the long bench, with her eyes still closed and her head against Aldric's shoulder — hear any of the words between them.

He did not need to.

He registered — by her small careful steady inner reading at the door — what the small careful steady inner moment was.

He turned.

He went back down the stair, in the small careful steady inner pace of a boy who had been at the door of a thing he was not, by his own small careful steady inner reading, going to be at the inside of, and who was not — by the small careful steady inner work of his age — going to break the small careful steady inner thing by the small careful steady inner work of a knock.

She heard his small careful steady inner step go down the stair.

She did not, on hearing it, open her eyes.

She said, very quietly, with her head against Aldric's shoulder: "Cael was at the door."

"I know."

"He went down."

"He did."

"He read it."

"He read it."

She did not, for a long beat, say more.

She held.

After some minutes she said: "Aldric."

"Tauriel."

"He will, in his years to come, read more of the small careful steady inner things between us than we will be aware of. He will read them — by the small careful steady inner work of his particular line — at his particular height of attention. He will not, by the small careful steady inner reading I have been doing for years, register everything we set. He will register the small careful steady inner shapes of what we set. The small careful steady inner shape he registered at the door this evening is — by my small careful steady inner reading — the small careful steady inner shape of two people who have set a difficult thing between them. He will, by the small careful steady inner reading of the years to come, register the small careful steady inner shape as a shape of the country. He will register that — at this hour, on this evening, in the small careful steady inner half-light of the corner-grate fire — his parents set the difficult thing. He will register, in his own years, that the setting was — by the small careful steady inner reading of the family at the upper room at the seventh bell of the autumn evening — a thing the family did together."

A pause.

"That is — Aldric — what the small careful steady inner shape of the country will be for him. The country will be the country where the difficult things are set between two people, and not — Aldric — carried alone. That is — by the small careful steady inner reading at the end of three days — the small careful steady inner shape we are setting at this long bench. He will register it. He will set it into his own small careful steady inner work of being a man who, in his own years, sets the difficult things in his own country."

She set her eyes open.

She looked at the small low fire in the corner grate.

She did not, in the looking, say more.

The fire held.

Aldric, beside her at the long bench, did not — by her small careful steady inner reading — speak.

He set his hand against the side of her face, in the small careful steady inner gesture he had been making at corridors and at chambers and at long benches for fifteen years.

She closed her eyes — the deliberate close.

She held.

The chamber held.

Outside the long inner window, at the far corner of the inner courtyard, the night-watch went past at its slow careful steady inner round, and the keep settled into the long autumn evening, and the small careful steady inner shape of the country — by the small careful steady inner reading at the long bench at this hour — was, at the end of three days, the small careful steady inner shape of two people at a long bench who had set the difficult thing between them and who would, from this hour, carry it in the small steady careful inner way they carried everything.

She held.

He held.

The bench, under their hands, held.

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