Short stories of Valinor by Aprilertuile

3 - Strategic retreat?

Answers the prompt : Brave, lift, insight, strategic

For once, the whole family of Fëanàro was in the palace of Tirion.

Maitimo, Findarato, Makalaurë and Findekàno were gathered together and chatting about the history lesson Makalaurë was trying to draw inspiration from for a new piece, when they heard a yelp in the young voices of the Ambarussa, followed by a crash, the sound of broken glass, and the angry voice of Fëanàro coming closer.

“Shall we go and see? Makalaurë asked his brother.

-A brave ellon would go… Findekàno started amused.

-I’m firmly of the opinion that a brave ellon knows when it’s time for a strategic retreat, until enough insight is gathered.” Findaràto intervened with barely veiled amusement.

Makalaurë pretended to think for a minute and then nodded.

Findekàno rolled his eyes and pulled Maitimo’s hand toward the nearest window, until they heard noise bellow and one of the twin call to them :

“Brother! Lift us up so we can get inside before atar finds us!

-What did you break? Maitimo sighed, pulling them up toward him.

-It wasn’t much…

-Really, it was perhaps the vase.

-You know the one,

-It was ugly anyway.

-Very ugly.

-It won’t be missed.

-By anyone.”

Findekàno barely managed to muffle his laughter at that even as Maitimo looked like he was developing the headache of this yen.