[This is all Khazdul to Mithiel. She grows in turns confused and pale as Thoth speaks. Violence amongst elves was not unknown, but it was rare–especially within a family. It doesn’t fall from her lips, but she does silently mouth something that looks rather like you killed your brother????

More than that, he killed his brother and everyone was just fine with that? Could admit that with such ease? These people were more foreign to her than the nameless things beneath the earth.

Sure, she had heard that Fëanor had pulled his sword on Fingolfin when they were still across the sea but even he, so petty and so low for so high born of an elf did not go through with it.

Though he had caused the Kinslaying. She frowns. Could Valar or Maiar even truly die? What were these “gods”?

Leaning back, she takes the both of them in. She doesn’t know either well enough to be sure of how any of this truly affects the both of them. Perhaps it is better not to ask. At least not until they know her better and she can trust their reactions will be no worse than merely angry.]

What is an underworld? Do you also have great caverns carved out in the earth where evil things dwell? [No religion and no death meant little concept of an afterlife. All who died in middle-earth stopped by Mandos halls and she didn’t even think that an “underworld” could be related to that.]

I do not mean to bother anyone. But I will remember to mind my tongue, your majesty. [Illuvatar knows Kings have not saved her much in the past. Not even great and mighty Kings.]