*goes back to staring at the cook in befuddlement* I'm watching Cook make dinner, Daddy. Did you know there were this many ingredients? It's so complicated!!
Spells? *looks genuinely frightened for a moment* Oh, you're joking! I get it. You are joking, right?
*shrugs* I don't know. I just thought cooking looked interesting. It's probably something I need to know how to do anyway, right? I won't have Cook around forever.
*rests a hand on your shoulder* You'll always have everything you need right <b>here</b> at your fingertips. If it interests you, that's fine, but it's certainly nothing you have to worry about.
*carefully* But what if I'm not always here? I know you think I'm just a kid but... I'm going to grow up and move away someday sooner than you think. I just want to be prepared.
*looking troubled* Don't be silly, Lúthie. All you could ever want is right here in the palace. There's plenty of room for your own little family and, after all, everything will be yours when I die and your mother gets bored.
Why, I was just telling that nice fellow Finarfin the other day what a shame it is that there's no greater family unit these days. Everyone spreads out across the country and they only see each other on holidays. That's no way to live.
You'd really want me here after I got married against your wishes to someone you hated? *looks skeptical* My husband would have to stay here too, Dad.
*looks thoughtful* I don't know. I think it's nice to have a little house all your own, outside. Maybe in the woods, even. Not far away, but separate. Intimate.
that nice fellow Finarfin
Oh? I didn't know you knew Aro? He's such a nice guy.
Of course I would. *miffed* Didn't I just say "your family"? All the easier to off the scum.
*authoritatively* That's what vacation homes are for, dear. So that when city life becomes unbearable you can get away long enought to be reminded how boring the woods are.
Oh, yes. He's been over a time or two. *casually* He's rather fond of you, I suspect.
*raises an eyebrow* Well, if you say so. I'll talk to Beren about it.
*gently chiding* The woods aren't boring, Daddy. They're full of all sorts of sights and sounds and things to do. You just like caves better. *brightly* This could be my vacation home. It's all just speculation anyway. When am I going to get married anyway?
He's rather fond of you
*smiles and nods her head* I like him too. He's really very sweet and so considerate. He's a good friend to have.
*grimly* Yes. All sorts of sights and sound, like beautiful, mysterious Maiar who enchant you into falling in love with them in order to hold sway over all the little elves. *smiles quickly* You're right they're quite lovely and interesting and yes.
When am I going to get married anyway?
I wouldn't dream of pushing you in that direction, darling. You're so young. It's just...
I like him too.
...that's not quite what I meant. *significantly* I'm pretty sure he like likes you. Like more than a friend?
beautiful, mysterious Maiar who enchant you into falling in love with them in order to hold sway over all the little elves
*doesn't think she's run into any of those on her sojourns*
You're so young.
*laughs softly* But, yeah, who knows, it could be any day now! Seriously. Think you can handle it?
he like likes you
*bursts out laughing* Oh, Daddy, you're so funny! Aro doesn't like me like that. He's not interested in women. Or men. He's just... friendly, I guess. You think everyone who so much as looks at me is in love with me. It's sweet, but I don't think people fall in love that easily except when they meet in the woods under mysterious circumstances.
Do two and two make thirteen? *smiles* Do you really have so little faith in me as I have in your ability to choose a husband?
*raises an eyebrow* I'm sure you're just being modest. Besides, he's a man, isn't he? No man is immune to love. I'm not suggesting he's entirely comfortable with the notion yet. But we've had conversations, Lúthien, dear. *gives you a meaningful look* Conversations. You could do much worse. Really.
Ooooooh? *bites her lip* I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding. I'll talk to him. I hope I didn't give him the wrong idea? He's not really my type. *frowns* I hope you're wrong. He's so devoted to his work. I don't want to be mucking it up.
Not to be unkind, sweetheart, but you are far too young to know if you even have a type. Don't break the poor boy's heart right away, at least. Considering giving him a chance once I've bullied him into asking you out. What harm could it do? *firmly* Frankly he's a better man than some of your other...gentlemenfriends.
*lifts a hand in protest* Don't get testy. I'm not rushing you.
I'm not interested in seeing anyone new at the moment.
Even better. That's fine. After that Gil-galad fiasco I should hope you're a little warier. I'm only saying you should keep your options open. Don't tie yourself down to any one-handed man and be receptive to finding love in unlooked-for places if I have to drag it out kicking and screaming.
*laughs* You're not allowed to like boys who like me, no. Or at least I thought you weren't. *grins and kisses your cheek* Maybe you're growing as a person. You're turning into an old softy. Someday you may even like Beren.
*is remarkably cheered, having distinctly gotten the impression that everything's going to work out in the end and you're going to be compassionate and understanding when she brings her new husband home for you to meet*