In the middle of Lake Mithrim there is an island.
There wasn't an island before, so the lake is a little deeper than before, creeps a few inches up the shore. There is a splashing noise.
The island is cut off in sharp cliffs around the edges, rising a foot or two over the waterline at the lowest points. On it is an expansive house, several stories tall, with an un-Elven aesthetic and un-Arda implied tech background. Sharp eyes might see non-Elven people, through the windows.
They sleep. Rebecca goes and puts Joanna down for the night too. Jeremy is not on quite that regular a schedule yet.
...probably no sex tonight what with the sudden additional birth control urgency, right?
He sets Huan to protecting the grandkids. He finds his alt and describes how they're scouting and how it could be improved on a broomstick and sends him off hunting so they can have a celebratory feast.
And they plan how to win the war. "Can you teach us to throw off the Imperius -"
"You, probably. Everyone else will be too obviously my family. Anyway, no one here knows it but me. - I don't think it'd work on a Vala."
Nod. "We'll invent something. It might take decades but we were expecting it to take centuries."
"What do you think are the odds of getting Thingol to take the kids -"
"Not great. Maybe with astonishing amounts of bribery. He doesn't know about Alqualondë and the Enemy might tell him and then I doubt he'll speak to us at all. I deputized my cousins who are Thingol's cousins on the other side and he seems to like them all right, but -"
"Arafinwë, my father's younger half-brother, married Eärwen, daughter of Olwë, King of the Teleri -"
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