[Imladris]

It would be difficult blaming Frôzhal for the Gondorians in disguise. They could have taken the clothing from a Haradrim corpse…maybe they even had slain the guards that were supposed to have been guarding the catapult. But that didn’t really matter. All what mattered was silently, swiftly, and cleverly putting Frôzhal out of the way.

It was strange, this loathing of Frôzhal. He was timid. He was a puppy. He was a worm that grubbed after men’s compliments and slunk up the ladder to success. He was insignificant. So insignificant that I shouldn’t even care about him no more than I would care for a flea. But that was the annoying thing about fleas. They never went away. They bit your skin and their bites itched until they became an unbearable torment. Yet it was only a flea. A harmless flea. A flea that could not kill you or make you sick. That was what Frôzhal was. He was a flea who bit you behind the ears when you were asleep. It’s rather difficult to smack a flea when you are peacefully asleep, unaware that the flea is even there. That’s what Frôzhal did. He hovered around long enough, bribed men with money and what not. I honestly believe that the commanding officers let Frôzhal up the ladder because he was a simple annoyance. It was an easy way to get rid of him.

But fleas could be killed. They could be drowned if one went swimming for a long period of time. Frôzhal would similarly be drowned under a torrent of carefully spun lies. Lies that couldn’t be proved guilty and could be proven true under a manipulation of evidence.

But why is it again that I want Frôzhal proved of treason? Because he forsake his post at the army, that’s why. The ultimate proof of his cowardice. Yet who would believe them? These Gondorians were the key…but how is the key going to be made to fit the lock?