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Bella wakes up in the hospital.
She is not critically low on gem clarity, so she has the next two hours to herself to think as long as she doesn't make noise, which she doesn't, and foxes all the monitors attached to her real quick before they beep, which she does; she could go out the window but she has no plans for this loop which require her to skip town. She clicks her heels together and gets into her costume and pulls out a notebook to organize her itinerary.
"Okay," says Bella, "enchanted like how, what went into sticking these things on so hard?"
"I don't actually know much about metalworking magic, except that it can do some really ridiculous stuff and takes decades to get anywhere with."
"...no idea. I know who can recommend us one, though. Do you think he'll freak out if we just bring it to him -"
"Don't know. We can't hang onto the shiny rocks in front of him, though, and if they don't know how to get them out with the crown intact..."
"No idea. But we can leave it here and go ask if they think they can pry the shinies out of their settings."
"Even though there are now multiple magic rock Noldor? It'd be a nasty, avoidable fight, either way."
"Possibly not now that there are multiple magic rock Noldor - Maedhros hasn't said what his power even is - I am not saying I approve of the idea in the slightest, just that it wouldn't have deterred my father..."
"He did say, it's exploding stuff. I for one do not want him magically compelled to explode Doriath."
"Yeah. Okay. Crown here, ask the Noldor - did all of them swear the oath, I think it was just the Feanorians, maybe we can ask someone not compelled to act on the knowledge -"
"Let's do that. I really don't want to take sides in whatever their internal politics are but the ones who aren't sworn to anything stupid seem like the safest ones to talk Silmarils with -"
Outside wherever Fingon is!
It's another Noldorin castle. Very pretty. A servant walking down the hallways blinks at them in astonishment.
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