At dusk, the binding ceremony was about to begin. Shafts of gentle bronze light illuminated the stage where the vows would be spoken. The leaves of the mallorn trees gathered the dying light of the sun, glittering brightly to create sparks of gold upon the forest floor where the audience sat. All were quiet in anticipation of the entrance of the Golden Prince.
The Lord and Lady of the Woods sat at the center of the stage, presiding over the ceremony. The Lords of Imladris were seated to their right as representatives of the Man's family. Aragorn stood alone on the platform, eagerly awaiting his beloved's appearance.