spear of ice | Glowfic Constellation

purposeful_glory

You're welcome.

Eight weeks.

purposeful_glory

And another visit.

Maedhros is wearing a Silmaril. He is also chained to the wall again, but seems to regard this as a worthy tradeoff. It occurred to Thingol that the Oath is satisfied if the Silmaril is definitely mine and I am thoroughly their prisoner, and that I'd be obliged to agree to practically anything to get that deal. Thingol believes that this occurred to him totally uninfluenced and I am inclined for him to continue doing so.

purposeful_glory

I won't tell him.

Means I really cannot leave, though.

purposeful_glory

So no taking you out for an airing, then.

Stay and talk? I enjoy your company. How is everyone?

purposeful_glory

Sure. Everyone's all right. I managed to avoid telling your father that you sometimes spent your breaks snuggling your ambiguously affianced. I got in a lovely bit of sparring. Three on one without me allowed to shift Lævateinn, six on one with. I won. Have I mentioned I really like my 'magic sword'?

Please do not tell my father that. I will, after the war, but before then it'd be a disaster. At a guess he'd assume it's something the Enemy did to me and I now can't say no to and tell Findekáno he considers our family qualified under the circumstances to press that grievance for me since I'm not of sound mind and -

I can give you cover stories for how I'm spending my breaks if they're needed. You have mentioned that you like your magic sword. I am sure there've been numerous requests of our engineers that they figure out how to replicate it.

purposeful_glory

I knew better than to tell him! I told him you spent your breaks flying and singing, and now I suppose I will tell him you spend your time wearing the Silmaril. Nobody's come to me about how it was made, which is just as well since I have no idea, it was just lying around, I think, and I got it for killing my first scary thing. It's more or less the only time I got the impression Odin was paying any attention to what I'd like. It's not nearly the equal of my sister's hammer, but it's more my stylistic match by a long shot.

Thank you.

What was the first scary thing you killed?

purposeful_glory

Wyvern that was bothering a town. My sister and her friends were along but I thought I could take it so I had them stand back. I had its tail made into a dagger, too, but I used it in a feint in the first fight with Sauron and never wound up going back for it.

I think I have yet to kill any scary things. Orcs don't count. Is it satisfying?

purposeful_glory

Being considered an adult was. The town not being bothered by a wyvern anymore was. Having ensorceled and practiced my way to the ability to kill a wyvern was. The wyvern being dead was pretty incidental to the satisfaction.

Fair enough.

Thauron - that was satisfying independent of its positive consequences.

purposeful_glory

Oh yes. That was. But the wyvern was a dumb animal and he definitely deserved it.

I wonder if the Maiar are enough like us to feel afraid. Or regretful.

purposeful_glory

No idea.

Can you bring me books? Now that my job here is well in the works and I have time for another project? Everything that demonstrates the passage of time or that conclusively couldn't have been produced without you really being from Asgard...

purposeful_glory

- that didn't even occur to me, yes, sure, there's loads of copies of things floating around, the Men have been doing plenty of printing and scribing and I can just take a copy of everything. I can go get a selection right now if you like.

It wasn't my priority because I don't really need to know. But yes, please.

purposeful_glory

She pops out, raids a bookstore, pops back with a stack of miscellanea.