Imladris

To the Lady Rainith,

I write to you from Lorien to inform you that my path has taken me away from the rest of our kin in the South. Please excuse my haste in leaving without your permission. I feel called to return to Lorien, for a reason I cannot yet tell. Lorien is still my home and those who I call my family reside in these woods. Please allow me to remain with the Galadhrim until I have assured all is well here.

Faorie stands in the Hall of Fire, meditating over recent events when a man makes his way to stand before her. She looks to him and he looks to her.

He kneels before Faorie.

Faorie is rather surprised by his immense sense of formality. She bows in return. “Suilad, friend,” she says.

“Do not bow.” He stares at her for a long moment. “Yer an elf. I will hev' no elf bowing before me.”