Silently, Finrod lead his sister to his room, totally ignoring the inquiring look in her eyes. But as soon as her brother had closed the door, Galadriel burst out.
"Finrod, what is wrong?"
She had already thought of the most horrible things.
Her brother smiled comfortingly. "There is nothing "wrong", Galadriel, do not worry. Or, maybe there is something wrong."
"What?"
This was really Galadriel. No useless questions, just one word that said everything.
'Well," Finrod began. "Oh, sister, I cannot stay here. We, I, came to Middle-Earth to become more independent. And here I am, living uselessly in this palace… I cannot stand it anymore, Galadriel, I am leaving."
"Where will you go?" his sister remarked sharply.
"I do not know. But I do know some other Noldor that live in the vicinity of this palace. They will follow me. I will found my own realm, Galadriel…"
Softly, she nodded.
Then, the question came.
"Will you follow me?" Finrod asked hopefully.
But his sister answered surely "No."
"Why…"
Galadriel sighed, seeing the disappointed look in her brother's eyes.
"Finrod… I love you, brother, and you know that. But I can't follow you.
Not because of Celeborn, because, if I left, he would follow me, but…"
"Why then?"
"Because I need my independence too, Finrod! If I left with you, I would always be "the little sister", the well-protected princess. My only use would be to be beautiful and to be silent. Oh, certainly, in a few years, I will leave this palace too. But I cannot go with you."
A silence fell. The hurt look in Finrod's eyes was unmistakable.
Galadriel sighed again.
"Oh, Finrod!"
Suddenly, she embraced her brother.
"I mean no offense, Finrod, I really don't… But, all this time, I have been the youngest, the protected, the girl… Give me a chance to be something else… Forgive me!"
She felt tears in her eyes, and her brother was crying, though he desperately tried to hide it, rubbing his eyes.
"It is alright. Maybe I really understand you. Yes, I do understand you, actually. It's just- I have always looked after you, sister, since we left our parents- and…
I will miss you. I love you, Artanis."
His sister fell into his arms.
"I love you too, Findárato."
And for that moment, they did not even correct each other…
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"Finrod, what is wrong?"
She had already thought of the most horrible things.
Her brother smiled comfortingly. "There is nothing "wrong", Galadriel, do not worry. Or, maybe there is something wrong."
"What?"
This was really Galadriel. No useless questions, just one word that said everything.
'Well," Finrod began. "Oh, sister, I cannot stay here. We, I, came to Middle-Earth to become more independent. And here I am, living uselessly in this palace… I cannot stand it anymore, Galadriel, I am leaving."
"Where will you go?" his sister remarked sharply.
"I do not know. But I do know some other Noldor that live in the vicinity of this palace. They will follow me. I will found my own realm, Galadriel…"
Softly, she nodded.
Then, the question came.
"Will you follow me?" Finrod asked hopefully.
But his sister answered surely "No."
"Why…"
Galadriel sighed, seeing the disappointed look in her brother's eyes.
"Finrod… I love you, brother, and you know that. But I can't follow you.
Not because of Celeborn, because, if I left, he would follow me, but…"
"Why then?"
"Because I need my independence too, Finrod! If I left with you, I would always be "the little sister", the well-protected princess. My only use would be to be beautiful and to be silent. Oh, certainly, in a few years, I will leave this palace too. But I cannot go with you."
A silence fell. The hurt look in Finrod's eyes was unmistakable.
Galadriel sighed again.
"Oh, Finrod!"
Suddenly, she embraced her brother.
"I mean no offense, Finrod, I really don't… But, all this time, I have been the youngest, the protected, the girl… Give me a chance to be something else… Forgive me!"
She felt tears in her eyes, and her brother was crying, though he desperately tried to hide it, rubbing his eyes.
"It is alright. Maybe I really understand you. Yes, I do understand you, actually. It's just- I have always looked after you, sister, since we left our parents- and…
I will miss you. I love you, Artanis."
His sister fell into his arms.
"I love you too, Findárato."
And for that moment, they did not even correct each other…
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