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.
That's fair.
Maybe I could get Illia to design something with roses made of eight-pointed stars or vice-versa.
I have no desire to pander to the people who hate your family in particular but I do feel like it's valuable to communicate that it is not the case that I have abandoned humansville for elfland, and I am concerned that if I wore your stuff and you didn't wear mine that this is a predictable result.
Well, I didn't mean in public, certainly not in Beleriand. You're going to have an interdimensional teleport, dear.
It's true, I am. Of course, once we establish diplomatic contact between the various nations of Beleriand and the various nations of my Earth...
Well.
Who knows what'll happen?
Something exciting! If Nelyo's functional I suspect this ends with him puppeting an intergalactic government, is that an acceptable outcome?
Nnnnot exactly, or not yet, he has five other Great Mages to work around and is justifiably concerned about provoking them but I've suspected I was an integral piece in some kind of plot against them since I was eighteen.
Well. Think how pleased he'll be to have you back. Does the plot work better or worse if you have a pretty boy on your arm because I hate politics but will happily be arm candy.
Also, in his defense, he's only like three hundred years old. I think it has less to do with anything arm candy would help with and more to do with being a nascent Great Mage myself.
True. Although I sincerely doubt he anticipated the murder and subsequent world-jumping, let alone Milliways.
Yeah. Well, hopefully he'll be pleasantly surprised to have you back and powerful.