just voice testing me a goldberry uwu

[riverdaughter]

My dearest mundane, perhaps you should consider the size of this so called "muselist" of yours before you get it into your head to add me to it. Though I am pleased that you have spent such lengths in doing so -- and I am rather fond of being called a "pretty lady" I must say!

Still, perhaps it is a good thing you have widened your sights and added more than dwarves to your ranks. May I perhaps convince you to add a hobbit or two? They are rather charming beings, truly! Even if my Tom has had to save them from Old Man Willow on occasions, but it never dims his joy and dinner guests are rare to come by and doubly blessed.

Now, if only we could speak about the lack of water-lilies......

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[kilimanjaro]

[Yo sup Goldberry.

Kili might be staring open-mouthed. So pretty.]

[riverdaughter]

[This is unsurprisingly, a reaction she is used to. Still, there's a peal of laughter like silver bells and Goldberry reaches over to gently close Kili's mouth.]

You'll catch flies like that, child of Aulë.

[kilimanjaro]

[Whoops. Kili blushes when Goldberry touches him, flushing up to his ears.]

Forgive me, My Lady.

[riverdaughter]

'Tis nothing for me to forgive!

[Okay, she might just be teasing him now. Still!]

If I must forgive you, I shall, but until then it is nothing but talk between friends, yes?

[kilimanjaro]

[Omg Goldberry you're so awesome. Kili's swooning. Internally. Because he's too manly to swoon externally.]

Friends. Aye.

[Notice me Senpai!]

[riverdaughter]

[Oh it's certainly been far too long since she's entertained a dwarf and Goldberry is thoroughly enjoying herself.]

Will you not tell me your name then, friend of mine? [A smile, warm and pleased.] You may call me Goldberry in return if so you please!

[kilimanjaro]

Kili, at your service. [His brown eyes are wide and admiring, and he sweeps her a deep bow.] It...it's truly a pleasure, Lady Goldberry.

[Aw, look at him, remembering his manners.]

[riverdaughter]

[Aw, precious child. She smiles, dipping into a curtsy in return, long golden hair falling over her shoulders as she bows her head in greeting.]

The pleasure is mine, Master Kili! [Her own eyes, silvery blue like the reflection of the moon upon water, glints with mischief and good humor.] And look at me, being a terrible host! Shall I offer you a drink or meal?

[kilimanjaro]

I would hardly say no!

[What, he's a growing boy.]