Winterlights by Elleth

Guest-Gift

For prompt #20: Cozy. Lúthien seeks refuge with Thuringwethil. (Mentions vampirism.)

Through Thuringwethil’s wing Lúthien sees the snow drive, but within she is held warmly cocooned, at a price: Hot breath against her neck, the thinnest skin over her pulse. Lúthien swallows and tilts her head – for she has no guest-gift other than herself, slipped the Girdle after an incident at the feast, overwhelmed by a snowstorm of her mother’s wrath, seeking Her of Secret Shadow who understands Lúthien’s own gift, even its mastery.

It stings, but let none say the Princess of Doriath shows herself ungracious to those who aid her with no more ill-will than their nature merits.