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[nerdanel_the_wise]

Nerdanel walks beside her cousin, the smell of hay and horse invading her chilled nose.

"This has been wonderful, cousin," she says, her breath icing in the air. "Relaxing and delightful. Your charges are such gentlemen, and they make me laugh. I can see you in them."

Her eyes move to the white horse, smiling when she sees him.

"He is beautiful, Glorfindel. Gorgeous. How long have you had him?"

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[gondolin-noble.livejournal.com]

Glorfindel does not say that it would only serve the Death-Lord right.

It is a very near thing, however.

"Whatever displeasure he would have felt would surely have melted in the face of his newborn son." He assures her, sounding much more sure than he feels. No matter if it is true or not, they are at the house, and a cautious and careful check of the door shows that it does indeed lead once more into the tavern.
"Are you ready, cousin?"

[nerdanel_the_wise]

Nerdanel nods.

"Yes." She glances at the interior. "Gorlim and Lee will be worried to hear of this."

She wonders briefly if they could just... keep this from everyone.

[gondolin-noble.livejournal.com]

Glorfindel does more than wonder. He pauses at the threshold, giving her a curious look.
"Why tell them then? The edain will require lengthy and possibly repeated explanations, as I have heard this sort of thing is normal among their kind, and they will need to be convinced to worry. Then, once they start to worry, there is very little there to get them to stop. It seems more trouble than it is worth, cousin."

[nerdanel_the_wise]

"I cannot hide it from Mandos," she points out.

[gondolin-noble.livejournal.com]

"Then let him deal with the edain and their questions, since he is so overwhelmingly fond of them." This comes out a trifle more exasperated and bitter than he meant it to, and he winces. "I am sorry, Nerdanel, none of that was meant for you."

[nerdanel_the_wise]

She looks up at him.

"Are you still angry with him about your jaw?"

Because she is.

[gondolin-noble.livejournal.com]

He takes a moment to form a coherent reply.
"When I was sent to his halls, he was very different then - cold, and somewhat distant, in truth, but he never did harm to those in his care, never showed anger at our bewilderment, pain, or demands for explanation. To be confronted with what he is now... a broken jaw is the least of the injury done."

[nerdanel_the_wise]

"He is much changed," she agrees, looking into the bar. "Gorlim has changed him."

[gondolin-noble.livejournal.com]

"It appears to be his specialty, changing things." Glorfindel notes drily. The blond elf is not a fan, considering that Gorlim's messes have harmed his cousin, if indirectly.
"Either way, it has been done, and must now be dealt with. Shall we go on?" After all, they cannot stand in the doorway forever.

[nerdanel_the_wise]

She smiles, snuggling a little closer.

"Yes. We should not linger here, on the threshold."

[gondolin-noble.livejournal.com]

"Should not, though perhaps the attraction could prove interesting..." Glorfindel smiles, suddenly, but moves on anyway, the door closing behind them as he walks back into the tavern at the end of the universe.