*arrives back at the Mindon*

*keeps his eye open for small scary blonde girls*

*once inside his study, groans at the mound of paperwork to be done*

*pours himself a glass of bourbon and gets to it*

*wakes up in the villa in Alqualondë*

*wonders vaguely if it's safe to return to Tirion yet*

*kisses Lomion gently and goes out onto the balcony to smoke*

So.. Lómion... what would you say to a short holiday? Far far away from here.

*jumps*

*finds himself hanging off the highest balcony in the Mindon by his fingertips*

Oh. Shit.

*in an attempt to put various doubts out of his mind, contemplates the wedding*

Guest List - Ceremony
Amarië (& Finrod), Ingwiel & Morno.
Aredhel, Glorfindel, Anarion (& AN other?) & Finduilas (& Turco?)
Caranthirë (& Túrin)

*pen wavers*

Tevildo?

Guest List - Party
Everyone who wants to show up.

Security? Fëanor? :SAsk Yavanna to perform ( Read more... )

:(

*goes for a walk through the park to fret and brood talk some sense into himself* Of course he's mine... Right?

*ambles through the park, smoking a cigarette and contemplating nice things* :)

*goes over to Caranthirë's to visit his youngest* :)

*goes looking for Lomion*

*figures they should talk about the wedding* <3

*arrives back in Tirion late at night*

*makes his way to the Mindon and up to the bedroom*

*undresses quickly and slides in under the bedcovers*

*snuggles* :)