Whine whine whine. All the elflings do is whine whine whine. I hate to play the absolute monarch card so damn often with them, but it's odd how torture and beheading seems to be the only way to get through to kids these days. Erudammit.

You two need to start taking some kind of responsibility around the city. I know you both secretly dream of ( Read more... )

AHEM.

Ereinion son of Fingon and Luthien daughter of... well... you know... anyway. You have both been found guilty of leaving the house of your caretakers last night and staying out all night doing questionable things that we will NOT get into ( Read more... )

Wow. Lots of unhappy people, one of them my own son, which never ever makes me happy.

Step up to the front desk and give your complaint, and we'll see how we can deal with it, hmm? Yes. Sounds good. General complaints to the left, complaints about Fingolfin to the right.

For once my mun's foul mood actually paid off. I left the ball early, am hang over free and ready to rule again. :D

And you may be interested to know that the reason your mother isn't listed in the city records is because no one from Arda ever sent a copy of your parents' marriage certificate, or even a bloody letter telling us he got hitched. It ( Read more... )

*wraps up Fingolfin in a sack and dresses himself up like a beggar*

*sneaks into the palace*

*drops Fingolfin off on a couch*

*goes into the bedroom*

*shuts the door behind him and draws the curtains for privacy*

*is glad no one saw him*

Okay. Leaving soon. Are you packed?

*begins going through his closet, packing for the trip*

You. You better start packing now, too, since I am not going to pack with you the morning we leave. So do it now or tomorrow--don't leave it for the last minute ( Read more... )

Narf finally leaves his den and adjusts his eyes to the brighter lights of the corridor. He pauses and hears a small child shrieking--Maedhros. But before he bolts to run down to the kitchens, he recognizes it as laughter; not just Maedhros's, but Fingon's as well. He shrugs it off and walks wearily to the bedroom he shares with Eärwen, and without ( Read more... )

*wryly* I hope everyone still likes children.

I don't need distractions today, so I would appreciate it if all annoying relations would bugger off and go take care of their children, younger siblings, and temporary charges. Everyone else--don't angst around the children. Eru knows they'll have enough of that when they go through puberty together ( Read more... )

Um. Elwë? We can't look for the pretty lady today, we have to go back home. Luthien's here. :) Isn't that great ( Read more... )