The Re-embodied Elf

"If they persist in thinking themselves warriors, they will train like warriors, and if I, as their armsmaster, wish to hear the song of the stars along with that of steel, then they have little room to argue." He replies with a smug smile, having fought and won that fight a long time ago, even as such things are reckoned here. "But come! Your breakfast is waiting." As he leads her closer to the heart of Imladris, the Noldori influence becomes more pronounced - the path becomes cobbled, here and there statue of stone stands looking out over sleeping gardens, cunningly crafted lanterns shine palely with the coming of the morning sun.