Characters: OFCs; Elladan, Elrohir
Disclaimer: Not mine, but Tolkien's
She picked up the cloak. "There is mud on the top of the hood!"
Elrohir beamed. "You asked us --"
"That was my first mistake --"
"-- to take her out into the fresh air for diversion --"
"-- which we succeeded in doing --"
"--as Eleniel is certainly not thinking about books now!"
Sérëdhiel glared at the ellyn contentedly lounging in their bathing pool. "This is why I do not ride out with you."
Elladan grinned at her. "Not because you earned such a splendid epessë on our last trip?"
She poured a pitcher of water over his head.