Queen of Golden Waters

“Are you really going to sacrifice Evayne like this, Gandalf the Grey?” The Queen smiled sadistically, pacing the marble floors of her fortress. “Everything you’ve tried to protect my niece from, everything you’ve tried to keep secret and safe. You’re willing to throw that away for the sake of one...dwarf? Honestly, how important is Thorin Oakenshield to you?” “I can’t keep Evayne in the dark forever.” Gandalf’s reply was serene and unruffled, though he knew the threat to his adoptive niece’s life was immense. Radagast would never recover from losing the orphan he loved and looked after like a daughter. “She deserves to know the truth of her heritage, her birthright and destiny.” “Is that so?” She arched her eyebrow, unconvinced. “Evayne is brave and resilient...like her parents, unlike you.” "Ah, yes! Of course you bring this back on me and my merciless, unforgivable treachery." The Queen rolled her eyes and scoffed, waving her hands about dramatically. "Come now, Gandalf, that time has passed. Leave it be already!" "Decimating an entire race for the sake of sibling rivalry is not something I forget, nor forgive, easily. I do not think your niece will understand that, either, considering you slaughtered her family in the process.” “I’m still alive! I am her family.” The Queen pouted childishly. “You may still walk this earth, Syren, but you are certainly not alive.”