Yes. [ he's long moved past any shame he may have felt. ] In truth, half the court would have wed her if she had asked. I imagine a fumbling request to court her was something she graciously addressed at least once a year.

[ time is... different for him. he can no longer sink into reverie, but calling up lúthien's face is easy. he holds it in his mind's eye for a moment before letting it sink back to where it ought to rest. he looks at beleth, offering half a smile. ]

I suspect I was far too young for her. [ and gangly. he had taken time to grow into his limbs. ] I spent-- perhaps six months between seeing her as a maiden and not as a cousin for the first time and bringing her flowers.

[ niphredil, of course. very inspired.

he hides his surprise. so beleth had been fond enough of some young male to propose. and had been rejected. that is-- unfortunate. he cannot know the reasons why without asking, but won't risk stirring up further hurt unless she offers answers. ]

Why would you call it being 'carried away'?