No, this is not a joke.

[lorien_gal]

There may be a boat, on the lake, very early this morning.

On this boat, there may be a woman, beautiful, tall and proud, eyes clear as pond water, hair golden to match the Light of the Trees. She looks about, and her eyes fill with wonder and concern - this is not the Great River that leads to Osgiliath. This is not the way to Minas Tirith -

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[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle is sitting at the edge of the water and she stands when the boat comes toward her, lifting a hand to shade her eyes and looking at Galadriel with intent interest and a touch of midnight in her sapphire eyes, waiting for her to speak first.

[lorien_gal]

Oh, Jaenelle.

Galadriel will feel watched, and will offer a smile to the lady who is staring at her.

"Greetings."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle smiles a bit. "You as well."

Respectful, but not deferential. Mostly just curious.

[lorien_gal]

Respect is good. She's not that arrogant anymore.

"Am I intruding?" Very politely, there's a touch of gentleness.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

"On me? No. This place belongs to everyone." She half smiles, a bit. "More or less."

[lorien_gal]

"So my brothers tell me," she says, smiling still. Open.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Headtilt. "Brothers?"

[lorien_gal]

"Yes, my brothers. You may have met my oldest brother, perhaps? Finrod Felagund, is what the men called him."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She shakes her head. "No...I've - oh, I recognize it now!" She beams, more at herself than anything. It's the same world as Ambarussa."

[lorien_gal]

And as we don't recall what Galadriel's position is on the matter of Ambarussa themselves, her reaction is neutral.

"My nephews."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle nods, looking thoughtful. "Siblings, I suppose. My brother adopted them."

Her adopted brother adopted them. Snerk.

[lorien_gal]

"Ambarussa are not so young, that they need fosterage," Galadriel says, thoughtful. "Or are they war-brothers?"

This could get bad.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle eyes Galadriel, starting to frown again. "I doubt it. And Lucivar thinks I still need fosterage." She shrugs. "He's very fond of them." A bit of a smile for that.

[lorien_gal]

"Lucivar Yaslana?"

Because the alternative is possibly getting more fighting going, and that's not good.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She tilts her head to examine Galadriel with a little frown. "You've met him?"

[lorien_gal]

"I have."

We're assuming at this point she's mostly concerned about some bullying prick poking his head in family business.

Jaenelle would probably feel the same way in her position, we're sure.