From Afar
Eleniel: 19
"I do not like this."
"Neither do I. Our baby sister secretly sneaking out into the forest with an ellon is-"
"No, you orc. I do not like that we are spying on her!"
Elladan rolled his eyes and turned his head to give Elrohir a look. He had to admit, the two of them crouched behind a large cluster of green bushes was quite an endearing sight, but it was entirely justifiable. To him, anyway. Elrohir clearly had other things to say about it.
"We are not spying on her!" he insisted. "We are only… looking out for her."
Elrohir scoffed. "And why must we do that? We know Daeron. He is good and honest, and Eleniel is an adult. What she does now is her own business."
"Not when it concerns an ellon, Ro!"
"Oh, don't be stupid. She is not going to- Valar. She is kissing him."
Elladan almost fell through the bushes as he scrambled to gain back his view of his sister. Sure enough, Eleniel and Daeron were stood in the middle of a clearing by a beautiful blue lake, the ellon's hand on the side of the youngest Peredhel's cheek, the two of them smiling into each other's lips.
"Eru! This is- no! This cannot happen! Elrohir, we must stop them!"
"And what do you say we do? Say, even? 'Oh, hello, El. Fancy meeting you here!'?"
"Well, what are we supposed to do? This is- this is ludicrous!"
"We were her, once, muindor. Remember that- ow! Do not push me!"
"I do not care about that! All I care about is the fact that our sweet little sister is kissing a- oh, Valar. Eru save us. They are looking this way."
"What?"
"Look. They can see us, I swear it."
"You cannot know that for sure!"
"I am certain! Daeron is coming our way! Elrohir!"
"No, he- okay, yes, he is."
"What do we do?"
"What do you think we do? RUN!"
Elvish used:
Muindor – Brother