βNow! Now! Now! Donβt get any ideas.β The Elf Lord snapped back.
βDanel shall know my heart soon enough...β He paused. βThough I fear it shall push her further away.β
Raising one eyebrow at the way heβd said βdwarves,β she let that slide, in favor of a more placid appearance, βSince you do not seek her favor, as I once thought, I donβt see anything preposterous about it. Theyβd adore her. Oh! KΓli has a brother, perhaps she likes blondes?β
Closing her eyes, she pinched the bridge of her nose. Why? Why did ellyn have to be so.. Difficult?Finally she dropped her hands, a look of resolve in her eyes. βFine. Donβt admit it. Perhaps Nerdanel will be happier among the kin of my intended. They do seem to fancy ellyth.β
βOh? Honestly, Iβd think youβd be the most sympathetic to my worry..
..Considering Melkor has taken such a fancy to a certain toy you seem to covet mercilessly.
...How do you feel about sharing something you have yet to enjoy?β
βFair according to whom, dearest Nerdanel?β He narrowed his gaze at her, seeking an answer.
βAnd since when did the Fiery Danel care about the standards and opinions of others.β He paused. βYou are a blazing star and need not be burdened by the opinions of others.β
Again her cheeks betrayed her and this time she even felt it begin to warm the tips of her ears. Now she was wishing sheβd left her hair down today. βI know my countinence is not fair, as does everyone else. How can you not see that?β
Straightens. βAaaaah.......β Yes. Blame Morgoth... itβs always a foolproof option. βYeeeeeeeeeβess.... he thought itβd be hilarious.β He said in an unusually thick, monotonous voice.
I certainly hope he didnβt βtweak my plaything..
...Again..
Why is everyone out to play with or break my toy before Iβve even had a chance to play with it..
βEru no! Speak not that Bastardβs name!β His fair appearance seemed to grow terrible at the mention of his Enemy before fading once more.
βI discover beauty often unlooked for. And that, my dear Danel is the most precious of all.β
When he leaned in to sustain eye contact she wanted to lean back away from him but couldnβt bring herself to do so.
βYou... youβve been talking to Melkor havenβt you? He seems to like strange, our if place things as well...β
The Elf Lord tilted his head, leaning in to look her dead in those emerald eyes.
βIndeed...you -are- special. Unlike all the rest. Exquisite. Unique. Beautiful.β
At the wink her lips tightened to a thin line, the blush running across her cheeks deepening until her freckles disappeared. βDo you torment everyone so? Or am I just -special-?β
βAnd you threw it at me...β Pauses, letting that sink in. β...Which lends me to believe that I could put it to better use.β He grinned after a few moments, giving her a wink.
Her expression caught between mistrust and guilt. A very absurd mix for her. Whether to believe him and trust him or believe what she always told herself.
That he was a peacock passing the time when he had nothing better to do.
βYouβve kept my hammer a long time...β
Recalls something about possession being nine-tenths of the law. Nevermind.
βI was going to give it back Danelβand in a very special way at that. I would never keep it on purpose.β
A bit taken back by that she paused a moment. Shaking her head as it to mentally reprimanded herself she folds her arms. βThat doesnβt make -my- hammer yours.β She muttered.
βIndeed. Best there was. Best there is. And the best there ever will be.β, he replied, turning to see the surprisingly taller dwarf?
βNow -that- is odd. Did Morgoth do that to you? He has a habit to tweak his playthings...β