[ Beleth has to wonder about this princess, who must have been beautiful indeed. And old, if Thranduil were too young for her. Did that matter as much to immortals? Was there a difference between someone who was 500 years old, and someone who was only 400? But it wasn't the time for asking those kinds of questions. ]
Six months. That's--[ She takes a moment to count on her fingers. ]--two months more than me. Maybe it wasn't so bad.
[ She pauses when he asks, because--It's embarrassing, now. All the effort she'd spent, the time she had deliberated over how to go about her confession. ]
I had one of my friends ask one of his friends what kind of woman he seemed to like. I planned out what I would tell him--it was several pages long, at first. I cut it down to about three paragraphs. Then I wrote a letter to his best friend, explaining why he should agree to the relationship--Ah. His best friend has a great deal of sway with him, and I feared he would disapprove. I got him to meet my mother. I asked several of his other friends what kind of present I should get him to accompany my confession, ah...I ended up going with a ring. A rather nice one.
When I told him, I included an explanation as to why I felt the way I did, that I was willing to discuss any concerns he might have with the relationship, and why I would make a good partner for him, along with an assurance that I was willing to listen to any issues he might have with my behavior and adjust accordingly.
He told me that I sounded like I was interviewing for a job.
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Six months. That's--[ She takes a moment to count on her fingers. ]--two months more than me. Maybe it wasn't so bad.
[ She pauses when he asks, because--It's embarrassing, now. All the effort she'd spent, the time she had deliberated over how to go about her confession. ]
I had one of my friends ask one of his friends what kind of woman he seemed to like. I planned out what I would tell him--it was several pages long, at first. I cut it down to about three paragraphs. Then I wrote a letter to his best friend, explaining why he should agree to the relationship--Ah. His best friend has a great deal of sway with him, and I feared he would disapprove. I got him to meet my mother. I asked several of his other friends what kind of present I should get him to accompany my confession, ah...I ended up going with a ring. A rather nice one.
When I told him, I included an explanation as to why I felt the way I did, that I was willing to discuss any concerns he might have with the relationship, and why I would make a good partner for him, along with an assurance that I was willing to listen to any issues he might have with my behavior and adjust accordingly.
He told me that I sounded like I was interviewing for a job.