There is nothing out of the ordinary on the eastern border of Doriath, and then, abruptly, there is a brilliant light.
A crown of black iron, bent and twisted as though crushed by some terrible force, set with three shining white jewels of surpassing beauty, lands on the forest floor. There is no sign of where it might have come from or who might have put it there.
"I do find this a very comfortable state of being in a sense," she says. "Not a way that fits under the primary connotations of the word 'comfortable', but... given where and how I grew up, the fact that I can never be threatened again is important to me."
"I should think how best to use it against Sauron. I may not get more than one chance to taunt him about it."
"Yes, which is why I might not get a second chance. But he can't hurt me. He has no power to cause me to suffer any more than I already am. Arguably if he kills me he will be causing me to suffer less. I judge that he will be unreasonably outraged by this. And therefore I should decide how best to take advantage of his impaired judgment. But that might have to wait until I know more about what the Noldor are up to."
Education! In the form of silly water fights! It is good that Lúthien is learning things and also good that Lúthien is having fun. Lúthien having fun is a correct state of affairs.
That is good and important.
It also occurs to her to say, "Most people do not have my stealth song. What do they do when they want to go around without being followed by trails of flowers?"
"Most people like the trails of flowers! But you can also put on shoes with a stitching in them so you don't leave flowers."
"The trails of flowers make for a very charming aesthetic and I appreciate how easy it is to find people but I don't always prefer to be findable. It's good to know about the shoes."
"That's not even because you're my sister, I like helping people feel at home in Menegroth."
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