Well this sucks.

[valiantfinwe]

In one sudden and startling stroke of catastrophe, Fingon seems to have lost most/all of his friends. And his sister.

So not on.

He's brooding outside, having just finished practicing, washing his face off with water from the hose and frowning vaguely.

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[sissy_queen]

T: Galadriel says she takes exception of the all his friends, comment. And Nik says he's not pissed at him, he's just busy - but maybe he doesn't quite count as a friend.

At any rate, here's another isolated monarch. Gwen will notice him, and impressed by his bearing and stature, will break of her usual shyness.

"Good day, Lord."

He very clearly is someone of importance. It's visible.

[sissy_queen]

"He is not here, mayhap is what she intended to say?"

[valiantfinwe]

"Perhaps..."

[sissy_queen]

She nods, her hand moving to her hair, unconsciously. "There is another ruler, here. Jaenelle?"

[valiantfinwe]

"--ah, yes, Artanis spoke of her. But not of the Edain."

[sissy_queen]

"Nay, nay. I've no authority in my lord's absence, but his steward is here."

[valiantfinwe]

He nods, a bit. "And his steward is..."

[sissy_queen]

"Sir Kay. You will find him oft in the kitchens or the farms, sir."

[valiantfinwe]

"Perhaps I shall seek him out."

[sissy_queen]

She nods, understanding that she is of no interest to this monarch.