“Come downstairs, Turgon,” insisted Fingon. “Our cousins are here and we are going to play cards before dinner.”
“Which ones?” asked Turgon warily.
“...playing cards,” answered Fingon, somewhat confused.
Turgon smirked. “No, dummy, which cousins, not which cards.”
“Oh!” Fingon smiled at his mistake. “Maedhros and Maglor.”
Turgon began to rise.
“And Celegorm.”
With a sigh of exasperation, Turgon plopped back down on his bed. “No.”
“What? Why not? You like to converse with Maglor.”
“Yes, but Celegorm cheats.”
Fingon frowned. “I do not think—“ He paused as he was tapped on the shoulder, and Maglor silently smiled and slid past into the room. “Umm...”
“I was hoping to avoid the game up here,” said Maglor. “I hate playing with Celegorm. He always cheats.”
Author's Chapter Notes:
Fingon, Turgon, Maglor