Characters/Pairing: Melian, Lúthien
Disclaimer: Tolkien's the genius, not me.
“Lúthien child, what have you been doing?” Though Melian tugged a comb through matted clumps of dark hair as gently as possible, she could not help but pull at it, making Lúthien wince. “You look like a wild child of the forest, rather than a princess of the Eldar.”
Lúthien giggled. “I was only dancing. Daeron is learning the flute.”
“With the Onodrim?” Melian teased a leafy twig out of a gnarled strand, and a leaf out of another.
When she was done, Melian braided Lúthien’s hair with wild roses. “There. Now you may dance as much as you like.”