I already tell you both when you're being idiots, so no great change on my part—

( yes, it was probably the right call to start watering down her wine. she reins it in, a little; thranduil and adalia, given time, can speak each other's language in ways that gwenaëlle cannot master, for the latter. that she can't is half the problem, but the solution now seems obvious.

should, probably, have been as obvious as adalia always thought. what's done is done. )

The trouble with Thranduil isn't earning his affection, it's ridding yourself of it, ( dry. ) Believe me, I tried.