Celegorm opens a door and finds himself looking, not into a guest room, but into a bar.
It is not plausible that someone turned this room into a bar, both because it's not a very Noldorin bar and because the room is too big; he built this fortress, he would know.
And, Huan says, it's very powerful magic and it smells of somewhere very far away.
Noted.
He walks in. Worrying about the Doom would be overthinking it. He hopes.
"Aren't I? You got the prettiest Elf. Well, Thingol's daughter's supposed to have the title, but I'm not convinced. And if she turns out to deserve it perhaps Illia can have her."
"I'm straight, she doesn't count for me," she agrees. "Be pretty awkward not being able to invite both sets of in-laws over at once, though."
"I dunno, back home there's stereotypes about not getting along with your own in-laws, let alone your in-laws' in-laws."
"The part that's actually likely to be awkward is that Illia picked up my habit of calling the Quenya ban linguistic blackmail."
"I don't know if Thingol's daughter agrees with his policies, it's not as if she'd have a say in them."
"Yeah, maybe not the best choice of lovers. Thingol might disown his daughter for being with a woman, most parents would."
"Hah. I'll get Illia to do it, that sounds like an awful lot of caring what people think of me."
Would recently have said I don't care what you think of me. Would have been lying. Also had insufficient information about what you liking me is like.
Having only had two previous partners I was honestly kind of worried about that. Maturity aside I would have expected this to be one area where your greater experience made a bigger difference than it did.
Yeah. Warm fuzzy feelings. I've never been in love before, so I didn't realize how much better it made this.
Thaaaat could also be the relevant thousands of years of experience, he says a bit smugly.
Clearly this is a response that requires cuddles. Then I guess if you ever have children only one of their names apiece are going to be in Quenya. Probably.