Winterlights by Elleth

Tongue-Tied

For prompt #5: Family dinner. Findis and Elemmírë encounter a problem.

"Tongue-tied? Where is your confidence?" murmured Findis. Her fingers strummed lightly over Elemmírë’s hand on the harpstrings, and lingered at her wrist with gentle pressure. "Your heart is racing."

"My heart sits beside me, and she knows well her charms," said Elemmírë. "Reprimanding her would be words wasted, and insincere."

"You are merely called to entertain us at dinner tonight, not profess your love to me before my entire family."

"And if I am called to sing of love, my gift will show my inmost heart."

"Sing of another kind of love."

"You inhabit far too many," answered Elemmírë, sighing.