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Imrahil and Amrothos rode over hill and dale until they arrived at a great waterfall that was the enterance to Feleg-en-Ernil, for though it appeared only a waterfall, if you walked through it you would be at the conceled gate. Imrahil and Amrothos rode through the waterfall and into Feleg-en-Ernil, last great stronghold of men. Into the feasting hall they walked, elven trumpets, heirlooms from Edohollin, rang throughout the mountain city: the prince had arrived! A Battalion of men-at arms issued from the guardrooms at either side and stood at attention: ready for inspection, just as it was when Imrahil used to return to Tirith Aear, ere it fell. The positioning of the tables, the location of the guardrooms, the salute, the armour and weapons of the men-at-arms: all was as it once had been in Dol Amroth before the war.

All the warriors of the city came into the dining hall by Amrothos's order.

"Men of swan and tree!" called Amrothos "I come to you with Imrahil, my father and the rightful ruler of Dol Amroth! All authority I surrender to him as well as my title: I give you High Prince Imrahil, lord of Dol Amroth! Long may he rule over Feleg-en-Ernil!"

and with that Amrothos gave to Imrahil the septre and crown of Dol Amroth.

A deafening cheer was heard.

"To Imrahil! The true prince of dol Amroth has come! To Imrahil!"

And for the first time since those fateful summons came from Lord Denathor, Imrahil smiled.

And thus Imrahil came to rule over Dol Amroth once again, albiet in a way nobody save Galad expected. Imrahil ruled over that city for many long years, the last kingdom of the Realms in Exile. The banner that he had carried for so many years was placed in the dining all next to Aragorn's banner, and there it lay for many long years, displayed for all to see the glory that once was the South Kingdom.