Characters/Pairing: Galadriel, Lúthien
Disclaimer: Tolkien's the genius, not me.
“When did you travel to the coast?” Galadriel asks as Lúthien forgoes the red, and opens a bottle of blackberry wine.
“Oh, ages ago,” Lúthien replies. “Long before the moon first rose, when Menegroth was only a glimmer of thought in my parents’ minds, and we lived not in Doriath but Eglador.” She sighs, leaning back in her chair, hair falling over her face like a shadow. “The world was quieter, then. Less crowded. Safer. Celeborn took me to visit Círdan in the Falas.” Her smile is one of melancholy nostalgia. “We dove for pearls, and I learned to sail.”