Celegorm opens a door and finds himself looking, not into a guest room, but into a bar.
It is not plausible that someone turned this room into a bar, both because it's not a very Noldorin bar and because the room is too big; he built this fortress, he would know.
And, Huan says, it's very powerful magic and it smells of somewhere very far away.
Noted.
He walks in. Worrying about the Doom would be overthinking it. He hopes.
Because of the timespan in which I went from 'the profoundly hot elf is not interested in you; pretend you don't have feelings for him and hope they go away' to 'knows the name and gender of our hypothetical firstborn child.'
You certainly came off as friendly, but I didn't have half a hope I had a chance until I pulled the hair trick and you blushed.
What's your type? You've told me at least some of what you found appealing in me but I doubt you've met many girls who could pave mountain passes with sandstone derived from the detritus that had been blocking it or carve chasms in the earth.
Dark hair, can take me in a fight, can tease me and vice versa, temperamentally inclined to charge into fights however well they contain the tendency...
The Eldar take marriage very seriously. The reaction from everyone will be "we are honored to have you as a sister". They'll yell at me later, and not that much absent any reason to think either of us did something wrong or deceptive rather than merely reckless.
No, no, we're not. We are definitely- I wouldn't spring that on you, and there are traditions I'll want to follow and you presumably have some too. But we're going to be here for decades, right? My species is supposed to be the ones who are patient by nature and I am not inclined to wait that long.
Point. I'd rather invite people who are not my sister but I suppose as long as she's there I can cope; I'd rather have a proper wedding and I'm not sure how that would happen--maybe we could pick a high-traffic day and announce that everyone currently in the bar is invited.
Andreth mentioned that she thought--well, that Aegnor had thought--humans could do the soul thing if they specifically appealed to Eru or something. Even if that works I'm not sure I want it at all and certainly not until Morgoth ceases to be an issue on the off chance it obviates the free will thing but a non-soul-bindy marriage is something else entirely.
It might be intent-governed. If you don't want to risk what I'm pretty sure would be a one-way soul bond thing then we should probably be more careful.
Oh, if it's one-way I have a hard time imagining how it could interfere with my free will.
No one's done this but I am pretty sure it would be. Free will isn't supposed to be changeable. The effects are supposed to be pretty nice and if you like them you can copy the bits you like.
Sensible. So Maitimo--Illia found out his real name I forget how--isn't going to kill us before we have a chance to throw books at his feet in appeasement and run away?
He doesn't like the name anymore. The Enemy used it with him, and in any event it means 'the beautiful'. Bit cruel. He is going to give me a look of terrible disappointment and somehow with your strength I shall weather it.
I very much appreciate the sentiment that leads you to learn the Quenya. As kids we called him Nelyo, I do not think he minds that one.
Should I not ask what his fathername means? I mean. Aside from the obvious, I suppose.
I definitely want to know what your name means.