"I will forgive you your handwriting! Elven children do not come out of the womb masters of art forms, you know."

"Perhaps I should reply in the Kilaiuossari alphabet and let you decipher it."

"Please??" he says excitedly.

"Alright, I will!"

And he goes back to quizzing Idaia on vocabulary.

Idaia is less than thrilled to have kiss interrupted but on the other hand Feanaro learning languages continues to be adorable.

Eh, she can answer with osanwe while kissing, unless her husband is going to be very distracting.

Her husband is indeed very distracting.

Feanáro will eventually leave them to it and go write Imliss letters.

Weren't we doing a thing, she recalls vaguely at some point.

Looking for your sister, right? We totally found her.

And then we accidentally scared her off.

Oops.

He kisses her.

So aside from alerting your dad to the fact that there was twice as much on the yummy language combo platter was there even much point in leaving your room.

Food? Perhaps we should eat some food. While we're out.

There is still food in there but it would probably be healthy to eat things that are not chocolate, she acknowledges.

Yeah, I think that's a thing.

Introducing your dad to Bremik and consuming healthful objects, that sounds sufficiently productive.

Imliss will find Tirion way less full of annoying gawking people. There are still some, but they keep it subtle.

Great. How hard is--the prince--to find?

Literally anyone can show her to him, he's always in his office in the palace this time of day.

"Hi. Your dad thinks you might be sympathetic with my exasperation over our respective siblings stopping in the middle of things to gaze adoringly at each other and/or make out."

"Hi. I am, but I also have to confess that it's partially my fault they haven't already gotten themselves a house in which to do that. Sit down, have you tried chocolate? After she tried some Idaia looked at it the way she looks at her new husband..."