“Tell me again, why did we not pursue him?”
Glorfindel had gone back to his tent for the night, and now sat up from his cot. “Because, Eärnur, neither you nor I can vanquish him.”
“But he cowed before you. You made no attempt to kill him!”
“It would be a strategic mistake to try. The nazgûl think I can kill them,” explained Glorfindel. “I cannot. As soon as they figure that out, I am useless.”
Eärnur leaned against one of the tent poles. “Why would they think such a thing?”
“Because they can see me.”
“We can all see you.”
Glorfindel smiled. “Of course. But they can only smell, not see, the rest of you.”
“I do not understand.”
“I hope you never do.”
Author's Chapter Notes:
Glorfindel, Earnur