{Anger is a dangerous emotion and Aragorn doesn't rage quietly. He is fed up with being used and helpless. Surely there is a way - apart from madness and seeking ultimate power - to quell the atrocities of the Monarchy?

This is his new path and his heart is harder for it.}

I cannot sit idly. Once a path opens, I must take it. {However...} They will not see me dying on their lands again.

{The Shard is...both hateful and precious. He holds onto it tightly for a moment, eyes closed, before he offers it to Maglor. As he does so, the Elfstone slips free from his shirt, glowing with a fainter light.}

We will share it, Grandfather.