[Nature] A Silmarillion fanfic.
[Disclaimer] Everything belongs to Professor J.R.R. Tolkien. The only thing that belongs to me is the mistakes in this story.
[Note] This can be read as a bonus story in the Legend of Ecthelion series, a bonus story in the Sad But True series, or on its own. I put it in the LoE series index purely at random...
[Synopsis] She stared for a moment, then couldn't help laughing. Of everything she had heard in her life, this seemed the most absurd. The words of rebuttal were already at her lips, but at the last moment they caught in her throat. If Eldar love truly was, as the tales said, a promise that endured until the seas ran dry and never wavered from its first intent, how could she herself exist?
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My feelings after reading this chapter: #￥%&&%&*@#@#￥￥%%￥##@**&* Xiaobai, you are a bit willful... !!!!!! Are you sorry for the mouthful of old blood that Ec coughed up??!! Okay, Princess White is already willful. Singer sister, please go forward boldly, eh!!
Nani… Why did Irisse accept Eol like this?Rz… She is indeed an impulsive princess...