Whimsies by Grundy

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Wild


In Tirion, no one had known quite what to do with her. Even her own mother had often been exasperated – loving, but exasperated all the same – at how she did not fit in.

In Gondolin, she had been forced to pretend to be all that she was not. Responsible. Administrative. A proper Noldorin princess.

In Nan Elmoth, she comes and goes as she pleases, and if she wants to answer the call of the forest or dance naked in the moonlight, her husband is not bothered at all.

In Aman they would call her wild. Here they call her free.


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