“It seems you and Andreth get along quite well together,” remarked Finrod. He had watched his brother and the lady holding hands for quite some time, approaching only when she had departed to her home for the evening.
“I adore her,” answered Aegnor as he watched the lingering sun set.
Finrod stepped next to his younger sibling and nudged Aegnor’s shoulder with his own. “Then what are you waiting for?”
Aegnor swallowed hard. “She is mortal.”
“And.. you would rather find an Elven maid, even if she does not hold your heart as Andreth does.”
“No,” said Aegnor quietly as the sun disappeared, moon and stars taking reign. “I will love no other as long as I live, and in death, think only of her.”
Author's Chapter Notes:
Finrod, Aegnor, re: Andreth