If she knew his name then she could well guess at the flightiness of his moods... and if she had not yet understood it otherwise. She was, at that, more right than not that Celegorm cared not to shield her or her name from embarrassment, nor himself to be cloaked in valour; regarding lonely hunts at least.
Yet his brother's words, and though Curufin was not with him, he knew full well. More crafty in thinking of the talk that might follow or the deeds that may benefit them was he. Such luck, perhaps, the she had not his talk also to spar with. These thoughts of his would not be read, but Celegorm had not done any ill on her nor would, no matter that Mithiel stood as a spooked doe in the circle.
For a good moment now silence had laid over the round. Then, as he spoke, she would find his tone different from before. Not so removed and not so over-lordly as he sat in the saddle.
❛ Then, if and when, name in some valour Celegorm of Nargothrond. ❜ To Thingol, he thought but surely said not.
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Yet his brother's words, and though Curufin was not with him, he knew full well. More crafty in thinking of the talk that might follow or the deeds that may benefit them was he. Such luck, perhaps, the she had not his talk also to spar with. These thoughts of his would not be read, but Celegorm had not done any ill on her nor would, no matter that Mithiel stood as a spooked doe in the circle.
For a good moment now silence had laid over the round. Then, as he spoke, she would find his tone different from before. Not so removed and not so over-lordly as he sat in the saddle.
❛ Then, if and when, name in some valour Celegorm of Nargothrond. ❜ To Thingol, he thought but surely said not.