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gondolin_noble) wrote2006-03-07 02:43 pm
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Glorfindel pauses at the edge of the porch, staring up at the fading stars joyously, reveling in their song. A week is entirely too long to be away, though he does not regret the reasons that held him away for so long. Off in the forest, the birds launch into full riotous song, filling the air as the Sun finally makes her appearance over the encircling ring of cliffs. Fresh morning light glints off the snow, the icy tree branches just beginning to bud, the roofs of the halls further down into the valley.
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"If he stops chattering to every tree and bush he stumbles across." A dark-haired elf in stately robes snorts as he crosses the courtyard in front of Glorfindel and Nerdanel, evidently intent on some mission or other. "The twins missed you this morning, poppinjay. And I have not been told of a newcomer." Glorfindel rolls his eyes.
"So I have been told, stormcrow, and she is my guest. Haven't you some poor scribe to harass?"
"Fine, keep your secrets, I will learn them all eventually." Erestor smiles, clearly enjoying the challenge. "My lady." He bows, then disappears into one of the smaller halls.
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"Poppinjay?" she asks with a chuckle. "So many people to meet! I will have my hands full, I think. And who would be displeased if you took me riding? I haven't been riding in so many years... but later. Feaho will come in the summer, which will be a perfect time for you to take me through these lands."
Her eyes had followed Erestor, finding these Elves different from the Elves of her home.
"I thought I was promised a meal?"
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"Good morrow, my lady, Glorfindel."
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"My Lord," she says, the title spilling from her tongue with practiced ease. Nevermind that this Elf had once been the Queen of the Noldor, for the little time her husband had held the title of High King. "It is an honour to be a guest in this valley."
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"I know, I have heard the same from your brother, and from Erestor, and surely from the rest of Arda if I let them. Be thankful that I did not rouse you for one morning, and remember it the next time you complain I never let you rest." He retorts, pulling out a chair for Nerdanel and signaling to the waitstaff that they should begin bringing food for them both.
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"You are most popular," she points out to her cousin. "You didn't tell me that, either."
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"Come now. We were just as terrible when we were young," she giggles. "We did not wish to be Lords and Ladies until we were quite ready for the titles." She eats a slice of fruit thoughtfully. "And I still think we are not ready for them."
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"Did you think I was one of the eldest? Honestly, Elrohir, I despair of you ever learning your history."
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Yay for Elf-thoughts.
"He was a terrible boy," she says with a smile, turning her attention to Elrohir. "Do not let him tell you stories about him being the prim and proper Captain of anything."
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Then claim a house, but be sure it is not mine - they know I am the last. Yay for elf-thoughts indeed.
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"I could tell you about the trees in Penlod's halls, or about the diving from cliffs with Ecthelion, or about donning dresses to make me laugh?"
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"Create work for you? Was that so necessary? Would you and this Erestor get up to trouble if your Lord did not find work to busy your hands?"
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"Are you two lovers?" she asks in shocked disbelief.
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"I did not say we were alone, I just said we did not involve the rest of the house. Meaning our pranks were turned against each other, and none other. Such a filthy mind you have, pen vain." He sighs, though secretly he wishes he could see the look on Erestor's face when news of this reaches him.
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"I have been trying to marry you off for how long now? If you had found someone here, I would have been very pleased." Nerdanel looks at Elrohir. "Will he be all right?"
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"He will be fine. His brother will be deeply disappointed to have missed the fun, but that is the only worry."
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She smiles at him, delicately cutting her meat and eating a few bites.
"What shall we do while I am here, cous--pen vell?" she asks, correcting herself almost immediately.
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Not openly, at least.
"That depends entirely on you, and what you feel up to doing, dearheart. There is quite a lot of land to explore, besides all of the stables, the forge, the artisan's quarter, the libraries, my Lady's garden..." Elrohir perks up a bit, at that.
"Her snowdrops began blooming today."
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