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So glad you are posting translated versions!

<i>"One of my aquaintances offered me this interesting comparison, your Majesty : humans are like goldfish. One day you may return to your house and find them dead, without any visible explanation. All you have to do is turn away for a minute in distraction. A sudden chill or a heat wave, a bowl of food added or subracted, and BAM! They're dead."</i>

This is terrific.

"It looks..." Glorfindel faltered again.
"... Looks ?" Prompted Turgon, thoroughly exasperated.
"A bit... sissy, Majesty," the elf choked out quickly.
Turgon, with his stony expression, looked at Glorfindel with his long wavy golden hair and his clothes which were dotted with embroidered flowers on a field of green.
"You don't say ?"

Brilliant!!