[ It doesn't occur to Beleth immediately, partly due to a large part of her thoughts still being dedicated to the idea of hunting down Elros. Partly, because the first thing she thinks of with wedding is something like her brother's own, beautiful and sacred, and wonders what it might have been like in Arda, surrounded by the elves of that world.
After that, she thinks: They visited Nevarra in Firstfall.
She thinks: It's unlikely that Thranduil and Gwen were not in some manner a couple before the wedding.
She thinks: When she'd asked Thranduil why he wanted to live in the Vauquelin mansion, so long ago, he'd dodged the question neatly. She hadn't even realized he'd done it, until right now.
How long, exactly, she wonders, but does not ask. How long had he decided not to tell her--did he not trust her? Did he not think she was family enough? But Gwen needs an answer that is not a resounding silence. ]
Of course. [ It's breathed out, faint and dazed. ] I understand. No one will hear it from me. [ Except Sorrel, but that's just part of life. And now that she's had more time to digest it, she's had more time to readjust the mask that sits so readily on her face, pleasantly polite and unphased. ]
I hope it's not to late to offer my congratulations, Lady Vauquelin. And thank you for your explanation, I appreciate the candor and trust placed in me. Unless there is anything else we can discuss, would it be alright if I spoke with Thranduil again?
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After that, she thinks: They visited Nevarra in Firstfall.
She thinks: It's unlikely that Thranduil and Gwen were not in some manner a couple before the wedding.
She thinks: When she'd asked Thranduil why he wanted to live in the Vauquelin mansion, so long ago, he'd dodged the question neatly. She hadn't even realized he'd done it, until right now.
How long, exactly, she wonders, but does not ask. How long had he decided not to tell her--did he not trust her? Did he not think she was family enough? But Gwen needs an answer that is not a resounding silence. ]
Of course. [ It's breathed out, faint and dazed. ] I understand. No one will hear it from me. [ Except Sorrel, but that's just part of life. And now that she's had more time to digest it, she's had more time to readjust the mask that sits so readily on her face, pleasantly polite and unphased. ]
I hope it's not to late to offer my congratulations, Lady Vauquelin. And thank you for your explanation, I appreciate the candor and trust placed in me. Unless there is anything else we can discuss, would it be alright if I spoke with Thranduil again?