Hmmmm.

[haradrim]

*opens the bedroom door and peers out, wrapped in a bedsheet, hair haphazardly braided back -- glancing up and down the hallway*

GORLIIIIIM! Are you still out here?

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[gorlim]

*He is at her side and placing a flower in her hair (one of the blooms from Haldir's parting magic) before she even hears him approach* Here, as instructed, m'lady sandmite. How may I serve you? *He places a kiss, light as a butterfly's wing, upon her cheek* You look positively radiant, if I may say so.

[haradrim]

*I blush (you don't see THAT often!) and reach reflexively up to touch cheek then flower* I am sorry we kept you waiting so long...we...ah... *I cough and smile, tucking the sheet closer with as much queenly dignity as I can muster* We are well wed now, I suppose you might say. If you would like to give him the knife now, you may come in. And...thank you. *unexpectedly, I hug you hard, murmuring in your ear* If my timing was correct, you may get your wish. But do not tell him. I would rather wait and see.

[gorlim]

I wouldn't dream of it, my lady. *He laughs, lifting her off her feet and carrying her into the room and to her husband* Don't worry about the wait. I don't keep track of time. Anyway, I had Mithrhovan to keep me company. *He puts Nadiyah down gently, then carefully removes one of the knives and hands it to Halbarad, hoping it's the right one and not really knowing if there's a difference* My brother... as the lady commands, I give this to you.

[halbarad]

*accepts the blade, looking first to Gorlim, then to Nadiyah, and finally grips Gorlim's hand in a gesture of friendship and gratitude*

Hannad le, gwador.