The night air was warm and comforting as it brushed along his cheeks, the moonlight giving off a silver glow to everything it touched. Bilbo was memorized by the beauty of Rivendell, his mother had spoke in great length about its many wonders but het words, though true, fell flat in the face of the real thing.
Bilbo walked along side the tall elf, fighting the urge to pull on the bottom of his hem. He was nervous and beginning to feel uncomfortable under his guide's side way glance. He was sure the elf wasn't aware that Bilbo had noticed, they were a stoic race his mother explained, keeping an different mask in place in front of all who were not highly valued friends or kin. Bilbo had become used to the stares and leers of others at a very young age and could easily find and locate their source as second nature by now. He knew that the elf didn't mean any offense so he just shuffled along beside him hoping that their twisting journey through the halls was almost complete.
If Bilbo felt uncomfortable under the admiring glance of one elf he felt down right embarrassed and insecure as he walked down the steps into the outdoor dinning area. The room was filled with ten tables each seating fifteen elves, his company was seated at a large rectangular table with Lord Elrond at its head with Thorin seated directly to his right. As soon as Bilbo decended the first step the entire room, minus the dwarves, stood and faced him. The dwarves conversations stopped as they shot the elves suspicious and confused looks leaving the room to be engulfed in a deafening silence.
Bilbo's steps halted and he stood frozen one foot on the second step with his other still firmly planted on the first and gulped. He panicked for a minute assuming he had done something to cause a great offense and his stomach twisted in pain, but after scanning the assembled crowd he noticed they all were openly smiling at him and relaxed, a little bit but not time Bilbo could not stop his fingers from clasping the hem of his shirt, their tips ghosting over the beautiful embroidery. He felt his face flush, his cheeks and neck grew hot; he was sure the elves could hear the blood pending in his ears which only added to his embarrassment.
His eyes scanned the crowd as the uncomfortable moment stretched on and somehow he managed to lock eyes with Thorin. The dwarf leader looked shocked and something else Bilbo couldn't name before he caught Bilbo's gaze and his face shut down into an angry mask causing him to look down right murderous.
That was all it took for Bilbo's embarrassment to fade and his anger to spark. He had always been a rebellious being, if someone told him he couldn't do something it would push him to do the exact thing they said he couldn't. Thorin didn't think he was worth this much attention, and while Bilbo secretly agreed, he decided in that moment that he would do everything in his power to earn and prove that the elves generosity was deserved. Squaring his shoulders and raising his head he began decending the stairs gracefully, being sure to flash the elves closest to him a blinding smile, which after the first few he received in return became less forced and more genuine.
Lord Elrond met Bilbo half way to the high table where he had been seated and the pair stopped in the cennter of the room. The elf lord placed a gentle hand on Bilbo's right shoulder causing him to lean closer towards the elf side.
"Tonight we celebrate a most joyous occasion; Bilbo Baggins, son of our beloved Belladonna has finally made his way to Rivendell." Bilbo was shocked by the cheerful display that followed Lord Elrond words as the elves applauded some even calling out his name.
The edge of Bilbo's lips turned up as he saw Dori pull Ori behind him, away from the closest elf as if trying to hide him from the madness before him. Most other races assumed elves to be an emotionless race, never giving more than a small smile but Bilbo knew better. His mother would often tell him that elves were private folk but they were some of the most cheerful and loving people she'd ever had the pleasure to meet. He had laughed at some the stories she told of her elven friends antics during a festival or a feast. Elves could be just as rowdy as dwarves when the occasion called for it they just hid it better.
Lord Elrond held up his hand and silence immediately fell, "Tonight as the stars shine over our heads, let it be know that our hearts shine just as bright fillled with happiness, love, and good will. Carnen an gwend !" he finished brightly.
" Mae pennen! " a chorus of elves answered before once again taking their seats.
Lord Elrond led Bilbo over to the high table gesturing to for him to sit on the seat directly on his right and Bilbo blushed again. It was a great honor to be seated at the right hand of their host. Bilbo looked at the dwarves across the table, as he already noticed Thorin was seated directly to Lord Elrond ' s right putting him directly across from Bilbo, followed by Fili and Kili, then Balin and Dawlin followed by Oin and Gloin, the Ur brothers were next, and the Ri brothers sat at the end of the table. The right side of the table held Bilbo, three elves, and Gandalf who sat four seats away form Bilbo. He rolled his eyes at the dwarves as they openly grimaced at the elves across from them, though Balin kept a polite neutral expression, while the rest of the dwarves from Oin down looked quite pleased at having no one across from them.
"I'd like to introduce you to my children." Lord Elrond said to Bilbo taking his seat, "This is my daughter Arwen, and my son's Elladan and Elrohir." he gestured to the elves seated to Bilbo's right.
Bilbo was struck by the resemblance of the two brothers and quickly recalled his mother saying that they were twins, known to pretend to be the other when around those who could not tell them apart. He could see the resemblance between them and their father, all three having long silky hair and piercing green eyes. Bilbo nodded and exchanged a quick greeting with the pair before turning his attention to the lady elf seated next to him.
She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her hair was long and thick falling well past her lower back in jet black eyes were the same striking color as the rest of her family and her full lips were the color of a summer strawberry. Her bright lips only extenuated the luminescence of her ivory skin giving her and other worldly look. Her body seemed to give off a silver glow that surrounded her face in moonbeams. Bilbo shook his head at Gandalf ' s amused chuckle and quickly snapped his mouth shut embarrassed at his dumbfounded reaction.
"I am very honored to finally have the chance to meet you Master Baggins." Lady Arwen greeted her voice soft and light like a stream bubbling over a group of small rocks.
"The honor is mine Lady Arwen, and please it's just Bilbo." he answered.
"Then you must call me Arwen, for I can already tell we will be the very best of friends." she smiled softly.
"I must confess that I had hoped to gain your friendship one day, my mother spoke of you often." he replied brightly.
"Your mother was one of my dearest friends and we corresponded quite frequently after she left our halls. Most of her letters were filled with tales of you, I feel as if I already know you; though her words did not do you justice. You are exceedingly handsome Bilbo, and I think we should have to keep an eye of you or you may find yourself the keeper of many admiringly hearts." She twinkled.
"And my mother said I was a charmer!" Bilbo laughed amused, "Fear not Lady Arwen your kin are safe from me, I've never been one to gain the attentions of others." he admitted smiling to hide the quick flash of pain he hadn't expect at the admission.
He had his brother and mother, he reminded himself, and family was all he needed.
"Mark my words Master Baggins, by this time tomorrow you have numerous elf maidens tripping over themselves just to be on the receiving end of that wide smile of your's" Elladan chuckeld.
"Probably more than a few eleven men as well." Elrohir snorted sending Bilbo a wink.
Bilbo couldn't help the grin that split his face and the laugh that left his throat as he saw Thorin lean back in his chair starring at the elves across from him like they had grown two heads, apparently he was not used to seeing the elves acting so informal and it was throwing him for a loop, or the very idea that someone could find Bilbo attractive was unbelievable. Bilbo's shoulders hunched and he lowered his head slightly stung be the idea.
Gandalf quickly changed the subject knowing that the chosen route of conversation could easily take an awkward turn and presented the sword he had found for himself in the troll horde to Lord Elrond.
"This is Glamdring, the Foe-hammer, sword of the King of Gondolin. This sword was forged long ago for the Elven-Goblin Wars. How did you come upon this blade?" Lord Elrond asked curious.
"We found it in a troll horde right before we were chased down by orcs, Thorin also found a blade of elvish make in the horde." Gandalf answered ignoring the look of anger Thorin threw his way.
Thorin sighed heavily and very reluctantly handed over his blade to the waiting Elven King.
"This is Orcrist, the Goblin-Cleaver. A famous blade forged by the High Elves of the West. My kin." he informed returning the sword back to Thorin "May it serve you well."
"Bilbo may I see your blade?" Lord Elrond asked.
Bilbo was curious about the request but quickly handed his weapon over, watching as the smiling elf lord gently ran his hand over the flat on of the blade.
"You have taken great care of this weapon." he stated matter of factly and Bilbo's cheeks heated under the praise. "I spent many nights getting the blade just right, while Elladan and Elrohir crafted the spell work." he hummed.
Bilbo's eyes widened to the size of saucers, "I was not aware that this was made by you, Lord Elrond." Bilbo sputtered.
"We're you not?" Lord Elrond mused raising an eyebrow at Gandalf, "I foraged this sword, two daggers, and four throwing knives all to be gifted you on your birthday."
"It seems that Gandalf may have forgotten to mention that fact when he gave them to me." Bilbo accused looking pointedly at Gandalf who was suddenly very interested in the conversation between Bofur and Bombur.
"I'm sorry I was unable to thank you sooner for your generous gift." Bilbo said sheepishly.
"Fear not," Lord Elrond laughed patting Bilbo's hand, "next time I will be sure to give you any gifts in person."
At that point everyone was being severed and Bilbo could hear the chattering among the dwarves regarding the food.
"Where's the meat?" Dwalin whispered to his brother searching threw his bowl of salad.
"I don't like green food!" Ori whined at Dori ' s attempt of forcing food into his mouth much to Bilbo's amusement.
"I was surprised to hear of your arrival to Rivendell Master Baggins, my family and I were under the impression you were with your brother." Elladan said taking a drink from his goblet. "Your mother wrote of the bond between the two of you with great pride."
Bilbo's head snapped up and he couldn't keep the look of shock off of his face. He had no idea that anyone besides Gandalf and Lord Elrond were partial to the fact that Bilbo and Kalinth were to be bonded as Ihach ned baudh.
"We didn't know you had a brother Bilbo." Kili and Fili said in union sounding rather put off by the facts that the elves knew something about him that they did not and he felt a shimmer of guilt.
"You do not know of Master Baggin's brother?" Elladan asked the two brothers with a disbelieving eye.
"There has been little time to exchange pleasantries on our journey so far." Thorin growled at the elf in his nephews defense.
"Yes," Elrohir cut in, "I can understand how traveling with so few numbers over the course of weeks, with little to do besides exchange converstation while astride the backs of ponies would leave little opportunity to get to know ones companions. " he finished with a scolding look to Thorin who turned an alarming shade of red.
"Why didn't we meet your brother when we were at Bag End?" Kili questioned oblivious his uncle's attempt to turn his face into a tomato.
"I assumed you lived alone?" Fili added looking thoughtfully at Biblo.
Bilbo took a large gulp of wine and then another while he decided on how to phrase his answer. While he did not want to outright lie to the dwarves he didn't think it to be in his or the companies best interest to share everything about Kayerith and Kalinth. First and foremost being the fact that they were dragons.
"My brother's name is Kalinth and though we are extremely close he does not live in the Shire."
"I thought all hobbits lived in the Shire? If he doesn't live there where does he live?" Balin asked from his seat.
"So you don't live with your brother?" Kili added looking as if he couldn't fathom the idea of brothers not wanting to be around each other every mjnute of the day.
"We used to live together until he got called away on, ummm, personal business. " he scrambled sending Lord Elrond pleading look.
It was Lady Arwen who came to his rescue standing gracefully and asking Bilbo if he would like to take a turn in the gardens stating that there were certain flowers that only bloomed under the light of the moon. Bilbo quickly jumped from his seat and practically dragged a giggling Arwen away from the table. He thankfulky heard Gandalf mention something about never underestimating a hobbits love for flowers, which had hopefully smoothed over his hasty depature.
The pair walked arm and arm under the moonlight sharing stories and laughing together. Bilbo found that he genuinely enjoyed Arwen's company and already thought of her as a dear friend. He ducked his head and blushed as she recounted some of the more embarrassing stories his mother had shared about him. The gardens were beautiful. Even if he wasn't a skilled gardener he was still a hobbit and he was awed by the gentle blossoms that flourished in the milky white glow of the moon.
The walked for hours until the sound of music dimmed and only the birds could be heard in the wind. He was disappointed to have to leave the company of Arwen but was overjoyed at her offer to give him a tour of Rivendell the following day along with her two brothers. When they reached Bilbo's door she pulled an envelope from a fold in her dress and handed it over to Bilbo.
"Your mother asked for this to given to you on your first visit to Rivendell." she offered with a sad smile before placing a quick kiss to the top of his curls leaving Bilbo alone in the hallway.
The company of dwarves made their less than polite excuses to their host soon after Bilbo's sudden departure eager to be away from the presence of elves. Gandalf rose and followed them out, Lord Elrond sending him and assumed glance as he walked by. He would not want the job of dwarf babysitter and felt rather sorry for his old friend.
Gandalf led the dwarves back the way they had come to their provided rooms in one of the guest wings. He may have muttered something about the stubbornness of dwarves under his breath as they completely ignored their rooms only to spread their bed rolls out in a circle on the balcony near by as if they were still on the road. If they wanted to be stubborn and sleep on the hard stone instead of regaining their strength on the cloud like mattresses than so be it, but when they awoke with aches and pains and he refreshed and sprite he didn't want to hear one word of complaint.
"Gandalf, what is this madness between the elves and the burglar?" Thorin gruffed as he arranged his bedroll.
Gandalf was quickly loosing his patience with Thorin ' s treatment of Bilbo it was as if he was determined to dislike him no matter what Bilbo did.
"You are going to have to be more specific, for I don't know of what madness you speak."
Thorin growled and glared at Gandalf making his way to the wizard's side.
"They practically worship the ground the halfling walks on." Thorin retorted.
Gandalf raised one of his bushy eyebrows at the dwarf king noticing how the rest of the company had become quiet in their attempt to hear his explanation. Gandalf pulled out his pipe and lit it ignoring Thorin as he tapped his foot impatiently.
"Bilbo's mother left the Shire at a young age in search of adventure and found her way here to Rivnedell. She was a very rare being, everyone who had the pleasure of meeting her found themselves charmed by the beautiful hobbit. Elves as you know live for a very long time and one of the downsides to everlasting life is how dull your existence can become. Belladonna was a bright spot of joy and kindness and deeply touched all who lived here. Lord Elrond himself and his daughter became deeply attached to her; both loving her in a way they hadn't loved another in over an age. She lived here for many years and many, myself included thought she would spend the rest of her days here. When she left to return to her shire and start a family the halls of Rivendell dimmed and few we're left unaffected by her absence. She wrote to many of her old friends and told them of the wonderful life she was living with her husband and most beloved son. Her happiness and an order to respect her choices from Lord Elrond were the only things keeping some of them from riding to the Shire and bringing her back." Gandalf paused and smiled as he remembered Lord Elrond having to physically remove Elladan from astride his mount when he caught him trying to sneak off thee days after Belladonna's departure. Elladan swore he was just going for a quick day ride, but Elrond was not fooled.
"So they care for him out of respect for his mother, their reaction seems a bit excessive but understanable." Thorin nodded appeased.
"Belladonna is a factor but the Rivendell elves revere Bilbo for himself." Gandalf added miffed that Thorin would dismiss the idea of Bilbo being worthy on his own merit so quickly. "In fact I believe Elladan, Elrohir, and Arwen to be correct; by this time tomorrow Bilbo will find himself swarmed by those who would wish to keep him here with them indefinitely." he chuckled merrily.
Thorin's eyes flashed with fire and his face set into a hard line, "Are you saying the halfing is planning on going back on his word?" his voice rumbling low in his chest like a clap of thunder.
"No, Bilbo is loyal to a fault, when he gives his word he will stand by it, but that does not mean that more than a few will not try and persuade him otherwise. He is much like his mother in that way easily loved by those he allows to see the real him, present company excluded I suppose."he muttered the last part under his breath but if Thorin sharp look was anything to go by his words had not gone unheard.
"Well, they can't have him he's or hobbit!" Kili cried in outrage.
"I do believe the elves of Rivendell have considered Bilbo to theirs, if he is anyone's, since word of his birth made its way to their halls." Gandalf countered.
"Well we saw him first!" Fili snapped coming to his feet as if he was ready to fight any elf who dared to steal their hobbit away from them.
"Where is Bilbo anyway, is he still off with that elf maiden?" Bombur asked and more than one member of the company started looking around the balcony hoping to find Bilbo sitting amongst them.
"No this is bad! Did you see the way he looked at her during diner? I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head." Kili muttered coming to stand next to Fili looking distressed. "We have to find him before any of these tree huggers get their hooks in him!"
Fili nodded his agreement and before anyone could object to their parting they were already out of sight much to Gandalf's amusement and Thorin ' s ire. Thorin stomped back over to his bedroll, flopping down on to it and settling in for bed. He tossed and turned long after the snores of the others filled the air before giving up on the idea of sleep.
He wasn't loosing sleep over the idea of the hobbit choosing to stay in Rivendell, no, he could care less if that was his choice. Even though he had given his word and Thorin still had yet to figure out whatever it was that passed between them before the whole troll debacle. He most definitely hadn't been petrified at the sight of the hobbit being held high into the air, limbs stretched to their limit by two ugly mountain trolls ready to rip him apart. If anything the red hot feeling that had taken hold of him in that moment was annoyance at the halflings complete inability to look after himself. Yes, that was it he reasoned.
His mentally scolded himself for letting his thoughts drift to the burglar once again. Which seemed to be becoming a habit of his when he let his thoughts wonder; a habit he greatly disliked and was determined to break. He quickly surveyed the make shift camp and groaned; Kili and Fili were still no where in sight.
The idea of Kili and Fili left unsupervised in an Elven Realm for long periods of time terrified him, so he quickly stood and decided his only option was to go find them. They had gone looking for Bilbo, but where would they look to find him? Gandalf had mentioned Bilbo being given his mother's old chambers, which faced the enormous waterfall. Thorin figured that would be the best place to start his search, and it had absolutely nothing to do with him wanting to make sure the hobbit was alone in his room. Though the idea of the little hobbit wrapped up with an elf made his stomach turn, only because the idea of an elf tangled up with anyone he would be forced to look at on a daily basis was unacceptable.
"How has my life come to this "he groaned heading in the direction of the waterfall.
Bilbo sat at the intricately carved oak desk in the corner of his room, amused to notice that it was identical to other one his mother used at Bag End and was again humbled by the elves generosity. He remembered her once telling him it was a gift to remind her of home but he had never understood until now.
He stared down at the tear smudged papers that lay before him, his blurred eyes reading the words for the fifth time.
My Dearest Bilbo,
I am sorry I had to leave you so soon, know that if there would have been any way possible to stay by your side I would have done it with out hesitation. I am so proud of the strong being you have become and will continue to become in the future. You are special Bilbo, and not only because you have dragon blood in your veins, you have always been special. You are so kind and true, you take each day and live life to its fullest extent never letting the shadows dampen your spirits. Your heart is a marvelous thing to behold and you open it to all in need .
You and Kalinth have had a great responsibility thrust upon you but it is also a great opportunity. You have the chance to change the world for the better; I know you both will do what's right. Your bond with Kalinth and your relationship with Kayerith is the only thing that makes my leaving you barable, I know they will be there for you when I can not.
Inside of this envelope lies my last gift to you. I asked Lord Elrond to craft it for you and to keep it safe until the right time. These necklaces are of an old magic, only used by the Ihach ned baudh and their soulmate. I can picturing you smirking at the term my son but you need to look no further than your father and I to find the truth in the idea. Out there in the world is someone who was born to be your other half just as you were made to be theirs.
How will you know when you've found your eternal love you ask, the answer is both simple and complex; as cliché as it may seem you will just know. Every one loves in different ways and you will have to find the love that completes you. Find the one person who no matter what life throws your way you want at your side, the one who will hold your hand and kiss away your fears and pain. A person who will love you for who you are, flaws and all. The person who consumes your heart and sets your soul on fire. When you find them don't be afraid, open yourself and love them with everything you have.
These necklaces are not just symbolic, there is powerful magic embedded in them and you will have to add your own before they will be complete. Wear them both around your neck close to your heart until you find the one you wish to spend the rest of your life with. You will need to speak with Kayerith, if she hasn't already breached the subject, on the ritual you will need to preform .
I do have one word of caution, be sure of your heart before you gift this to someone, for when the magic is complete you will be granting them a piece of your soul binding you to them until the end of your days. Once you gift it you will never be able to give it to anyone else; riders like their dragons mate only once.
Life can be cruel, you have already seen some of the horrors the world has to offer and to my despair I know you will come to face many more. Trust in yourself my son, your father and I have always believed in you and that belief stands across time and space; not even death can not stop it. You will not be alone again; you will have your brother, Kayerith, and in time will find friends you will come to trust with your life. You will need those who you hold dear as the darkness grows for the only thing that can fight the darkness is light; and there is no brighter light than love .
I find myself sitting under the moonlight with the stars shinning bright above my head and I am filled with such hope for your future. I love you more than words can express. I spent my life chasing one adventure after another but you Bilbo, we're my greatest adventure of all. I thank Yavanna for every moment I got to spend with you. Do not hold on to grief when I am gone, I do not want you to think of me with sadness in your heart. When you think of me smile and turn your face into the sun, the warmth you feel is my love for you. Though I may be gone from the world I am still with you; your father and I will always be with you. Our love will follow you where ever you go; there and back again .
With all of my love,
Your devoted mother
Bilbo reached a shaking hand out cradling the necklaces gently in his palm. They were made of a blue crystal that seemed to shine from with in, varying shades of blue and green dancing in its depths. The crystal was wrapped in a fine silver tendrils that swirled around it from base to tip. A small flowing loop created a space for a silver chain to slide through. They were breathtaking yet simple, not something that would attract to much attention and Bilbo thought they were perfect.
He ran a finger along the swirl of silver and shivered, he could feel the hum of power pulsing into him like a heartbeat. He placed them gently over his head and sighed as they settled against his chest. They felt right against his skin, another piece of his puzzle falling into to place.
He was so wrapped up in the feeling of love and contentment he had gained after reading his mothers letter he didn't hear the sound of his door opening. So the startled yelp he let out when he opened his eyes to see a worried Kili and Fili standing not two feet from him was completely justified.
"By the stars, what are you two trying to do, kill me?" he gasped
"We called your name four times," Fili offered stepping closer obviously concerned.
Bilbo felt a touch of embarrassment he hadn't realized he'd been so lost inside of his head.
"We came to look for you," Kili stated tilting his head slightly to the side , his usual care free eyes narrowing on Bilbo's face, " You're eyes are red, have you been crying?"
Bilbo quickly swiped at both of his eyes with the back of his hands cursing under his breath, the last thing he needed was for the dwarves to think him some weaping loon.
"No, um, just something in the air I suppose." he sputtered but the boys only looked more concerned at his fumbled attempt to appease them; still Bilbo rambled on hoping to change the subject, "You said you were looking for me, is everything alright?" he questioned quickly.
"We were just setting up for the night when Gandalf said something that unsettled us." Fili started and did he looK guilty?
"It was strange you not being with us, we've grown so used to your company." Kili added and yes he looked guilty too, what in middle earth was going on here?
"And we decided we wouldn't be able to sleep until we told you how much your friendship means to us." Fili finished shuffling the toe of his boot nervously against his brothers.
Bilbo was surprised, what had Gandalf said to everyone to make the boys come to him this way. Surely he wouldn't of made it seem that Bilbo was upset with them. He opened and closed his mouth like a fish while his mind tried to piece together what was going on.
"Well thank you both, that - that means a lot to me and I value your friendship as well." he managed after a moment.
The smile that the boys flashed him was brighter than the sun and he suddenly found himself being flattened between the two dwarves and couldn't help but laugh at the situation.
" I'm not sure I even want to know what brought this on." he chirped as they pulled away.
"Do you want to come back and stay with the rest of us?" Kili asked and Bilbo felt bad that he was going to wipe away his happy smile.
"No, I'm going to stay here while I have the chance." he answered gently his eyes sweeping the room.
He missed Fili elbow Kili roughly in the ribs as the dark haired dwarf opened his mouth to argue.
"Gandalf said that these were your mother's rooms when she stayed here." Fili said gently and Bilbo nodded.
"They were; she loved it here. I grew up listening to her stories about her time away from the Shire but the ones of Rivendell were always my favorite; her voice would get soft and take on a tone one would use when talking of a long lost friend. It's always been a dream of mine to be able to see the place she thought of as home." He answered wistfully.
"She loved the Shire and Bag End but she would always say her heart beat in time with the waterfall outside of her bedroom window and you know what? She was right. It may sound silly but when I hear the waterfall it's almost like she's standing next to me alive, heart beating and full of life." he finished softly lowering his head.
"Will you tell us about her?" Kili asked with a hopeful smile and Bilbo's heart swelled as he looked at his two friends. These were the kind of friends his mother had wrote about in her letter and he felt blessed to know them.
"You may want to wait until morning I have a tendency of of rambling on when it comes to my family."
"We don't mind!" Fili said his voice gull of excitement, "We want to hear about your brother too!" he added quickly.
"I know! We can stay in here with you!" Kili exclaimed.
"That way you can talk as long as you like." Fili nodded happily on board with the idea.
Bilbo didn't even bother to pretend to mull over the idea agreeing quickly. He found that he really did want to share stories of his family, though certain details regarding Kalinth and Kayerith would have to be omitted, but maybe one day he'd be able to share all of it with then, and that thought alone brought a smile to his face.
Carnen an gwend - Done for friendship!
Mae pennen- Well said