*appears in Mandos in a haze of confusion*

*stares at the Lembas surroundings, unable to figure out what exactly has happened*

Hello? Anybody here? :S

*hoists herself off the couch and waddles to the kitchen*

*decides to start working on the pile of washing up that's probably mostly Turco's fault in the sink*

*is halfway finished when a sharp pain hits her*

*winces and gasps, dropping a plate*

*sets out, armed with a newspaper*

*starts househunting*

*goes shopping despite her protesting ankles*

*finds the cuteness of infant clothing far outweighs the protests of her bloated body*

*eventually starts heading back, laden with bags*

*and promptly walks straight into her soon-to-be-ex-husband, dropping her purchases*

Oh crud.

Er...

Could you help pick those up for me? I can't bend down these

*finalises her list of character witnesses and sets off towards the embassy to find Gimilkhad*

*or at least, waddles in as dignified a manner as possible towards the embassy, silently cursing her swollen ankles*

*is conveniently staying at Finduilas and Turco'*

*wakes up to find herself noticeably wider around the middle*

*is definitely visibly knocked up now*

*sighs and gets up in search of breakfast*

*leaves Fingolfin with Gimilkhad*

Well. That wasn't too bad.

Do you think we should fromally advise him that if we will countersue him for slander?

*stays up all night and compiles a large volume of complaints against Fingolfin*

*snatches a few hours of sleep, then heads over to the embassy to see Gimilkhad*

*is devastated, but still has her wits about her*

*realises she needs a good lawyer and fast*

*remembers hearing something about Gilmikhad...*

*makes a detour towards the embassy*

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*eventually gets word from some source or another that her husband isn't dead*

*goes back home and waits for the inevitable "little discussion"*