On developments at one game and reserving her at another

[inafadingcrown]

Another game, child? You know well I do not take kindly to those who would rule over me. Yet you seek to do so, not once, but twice. And still you profess your love for me. One begins to question your judgement. ["Begins." As if she hasn't been side-eyeing the mun from the very start.]

I have my duties. You would do well to leave me to them.



As for matters in the castle- [She softens a little, despite herself, and the faintest hint of a smile dances about her lips.] - you have my thanks for that, I suppose.

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[longaevus]

Now if only your wise words could be adhered to. [ Ever, and not just for Galadriel herself ]

[inafadingcrown]

[Helen, she's trying to look stern here. Friends popping up and making her smile aren't helping.]

At times, I think I waste my breath.

[longaevus]

[ She's a friend trying to help, thank you. Or at least keep her calm and not overly harsh. Really, if being 'ruled' is all she's got to worry about? Psh ]

It's a possibility, although it may not entirely fall on deaf ears. There's more that you could worry of than what you make comment of, and if that is all you have then perhaps some warning is heeded.

[inafadingcrown]

[It's a ruler thing, Helen. Pride, you know.]

I will admit, my lady has been...kinder than most. I would hope you may say the same.

[longaevus]

Lately, perhaps. [ And everything else, the worst of it at least, was away from the castle - out of her dear friend's eyes ] I would wonder if there'd been some learning there, although our lives never are quite so simple.

[inafadingcrown]

[A little chuckle] Simple? Do you know the meaning of the word, I wonder>

[longaevus]

[ Hey, she was trying to downplay it ] I've heard it defined before. [ Not that it's ever applied, not even before her life became what it was - simple often involves playing by the rules, and she doesn't ]

[inafadingcrown]

[And now she laughs outright.] But you are not overly familiar.

[longaevus]

[ What happened to the 'friends don't laugh at friends' rule? ] I believe you know that answer already. [ If only from the small amount she's told you. A long lived human should be key ] And share a similar unfamiliarity with it.

[inafadingcrown]

[It's a friendly laugh!] I find that few things are simple, even if they first appear to be so.

[iorhael]

I suppose this is a fool's hope, since muns seem so dreadfully powerful, but can you of all Big Folk set your foot down somehow?

[inafadingcrown]

Would that it were within my power. In this, I have no more advantage than you.

sorry for the lateness!

[iorhael]

[Frodo looks more than a little dismayed; imagine, a creature more powerful than the Lady of the Golden Woods or Gandalf!]

Perhaps one can hope that she will find herself too distracted with others to give you too much trouble.

Never a problem!

[inafadingcrown]

One may hope, certainly. [It's not likely, though, since the mun seems overly focused on her.] Regardless, I will endure.

[iorhael]

I hope in any case that this place she may send you to, if you must go, treats you kindly.

[inafadingcrown]

[She just smiles and nods her thanks.] And you? Have you been treated well, Ringbearer?

[iorhael]

Well enough, I suppose, considering muns in general.

[oakenshield]

It would seem that not even the Lady of Light herself could be spared from the whimsy of the thespians! What a surprise this is and such a humbling experience for you.

[ A light chuckle escapes him. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[:| Thorin, out of the Lord and Lady, she's the one who doesn't have a problem with dwarves and you've still managed to irritate her.]

You need not sound so pleased. Is it not humbling for you also, Thorin, son of Thráin?

[updownunderhill]

The young and foolish will ever meddle with the old and wise. Even you were once so, Alatáriel.

[inafadingcrown]

So I was. And young and foolish I must seem to your eyes still, Iarwain Ben-adar. [The name is accompanied by a slight, though respectful, bow.]

[updownunderhill]

Ho, now! It has been an age of ages since I've heard that name. Tom suits me fine, lady. It's long since I've had talk with the great and fair, outside my little land. [So to speak.]

But young and foolish? [The look he fixes her with is a curious mix of respectful and slightly ironic, though never in a cruel way.] A fool I'd be myself, to say so; the wisest of her kind, they call the Lady of Lorien, and elf-wisdom's a fair bit distant from old Tom's sort.

[inafadingcrown]

And yet, if asked, the Lady would bestow that honor upon another. [The Lord of Lorien, of course.] Mayhaps that is the way with wisdom; we see all the more clearly what we do not know.

[updownunderhill]

[Being a Lady of breeding, naturally. And perhaps also one cunning about how she presents herself.]

Perhaps, perhaps. Old as I am, even old Tom can give no certainty on that count. And what is it you do not know, lady?

[inafadingcrown]

[A little of both, really. She's an odd mix of ego and humility, this one.]

I have yet to learn to gracefully accept an injury to my pride, it seems. [And her little smile says she knows very well that this is both the answer and no answer at all.] For that is all this girl has done to offend me. If it be foolishness, it is of a well meaning sort. [The mun would like to point out that she has been quite kind to Galadriel, comparatively speaking.]