It's plain. It means daughter of the grey. [She says, thinking now that somehow this person who is speaking to her doesn't know her tongue as well as it sounds because otherwise, they would know. It wasn't some sweet epessë that extolled her beauty or virtue, nor did she possess the Noldorin habit of having many names from which to choose, she had not had a lover who might call her something sweeter or a good friend who did, nor even did she do any great deeds that might earn her a title or something more than what it was.

Daughter of the grey. Her parent's perpetual argument. Was it because of the thick fog into which she was born, or her father's silver hair? Was she named after the twilight of the world where anything lit by nature was desaturated and dim?

She would never know now, not until her parents walked the earth again. With how they had died, that might be centuries or millennia, if they ever came again at all.]

I lost my continent. My home. My friends. My family. My King, twice. My people who are not rotting in the sea are scattered to the winds, some fled east to the old Greenwood, [That is where Oropher and Thranduil said they were going, anyway,] others seeking the havens which may no longer exist.

What could I possibly be wrong about?