This is a lovely story. I love the idea of Idril and Gil-galad as first cousins. I knew there were more reasons why I love Fingon as Gil-galad's daddy than that it was the first one I read and I had bonded with it before I saw any of the arguments about why it might have been a problematic choice.

The resemblance now to his father, who was always quick to mirth, is almost painful: the dimples, the keen blue-grey eyes, and the open expression, are all the same.

So beautiful! Awww, Fingon!

I died at the references to Fingolfin as grandfather--another good reason for choosing Fingon.

I always say that I love your Nolofinweans and this story is an excellent example of why!

I really enjoyed this story with the great family dynamics.  It's warm and happy, a nice change from all the sad stories about these protagonists.

Some really nice mental images there.

I'm a bit conflicted with Gil-galad. The version in my stories is house of Finarfin, but in some ways I really like the idea of him being Fingon's son. Ah well, it is a bit late to change now. One of my favorite Tolkien characters, no matter who his parents are.