Okay. Keep your heart rate down, Marillë. Yes, this is the Prince Curufinwe. Yes, he's the most genius Elf in all Aman. But he liked your paper, he asked you to be here. There's nothing to be nervous about.
She knocks on the door.
Okay. Keep your heart rate down, Marillë. Yes, this is the Prince Curufinwe. Yes, he's the most genius Elf in all Aman. But he liked your paper, he asked you to be here. There's nothing to be nervous about.
She knocks on the door.
"Mhm."
Productivity ensues.
Eventually, though, she does have to leave, with a promise to not go so long between visits this time. She didn't ask for time off from her apprenticeship, after all.
Marille does not know this instantly because she's been reaching out to her sister with osanwe periodically since it became plausible for them to have been back in range, so the first time she talks to her sister she can't see her eyes.
Ahya! Welcome back, I missed you!
He has in point of fact kissed me but it hasn't gone any farther than that.
Dinosaur-related stupidity, I'll explain later.
How do you feel about...leaving Valinor?
You are the best sister ever.
Out loud: "I have the best sister ever, and you can't even argue with that because your siblings are all boys."
"Maitimo brought up the leaving Valinor thing while we were gone and she already talked to our parents about it."
You know, I'm not totally sure where we go from here, but I'm really glad the answer isn't 'of necessity, nowhere.'