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[sculptor_of_aman]

[Her fingers close softly around his.]

...it has been a long and lonely seven millennia for me, that is undoubtedly true. But I have sought out no one, nor they me.

And Gimli, I have not been worthy of the title in a very long time. I am but a smith's daughter. My name alone will suffice. But, you are kind to call me such.

How is it that a fine, charming dwarrow like yourself has not been snapped up by someone so lucky to call you theirs?

[fortythree]

[ What. But that is her title. He would have it no other way when speaking over such serious matters. A glare is all he needs to finish that argument.

It's quick to melt with a scoffing laugh. ]

Never before met anyone with the skill to take it.

[sculptor_of_aman]

[She raises an amused eyebrow]

And what skill would be necessary?

[fortythree]

[ And now a more amused grin. ]

Good company. Although a skill with blade or forge wouldn't hurt.

[ He's held her hand for far too long. He doesn't fancy he'll be letting go until she asks him. ]

[sculptor_of_aman]

[She laughs at that and kisses the hand she's holding.]

Oh, Gimli. Surely that is not so hard to find. Indeed, you may well find it right in front of your very nose, if you only care to look.

But, ah, I have gotten us well off topic, have I not? You came to see my work, yes? Or was it merely the pleasure of my company that brought you here today?

[fortythree]

Oh...

[ His eyes draw over her again. Why hide it? She can surely know of his intention now. She always seems to know everything. ]

That I can.

It was both that brought me to you.

[sculptor_of_aman]

[Her bright grey eyes widen some when his intentions rise to the forefront of his thoughts.]

I... see... [Her cheeks are almost always ruddy, but... is that a blush?]

Then here, let me show you.

[She was making jewelry today, a finely-wrought, bejeweled golden piece that wraps around the neck like a serpent, the design thoroughly unique.]

What do you think?

[fortythree]

[ He hopes it is a blush. And the kind that he can bring about her again. He gives a deep chuckle anyway. If she were offended, perhaps she would take it as teasing.

To say he's amazed is putting it mildly. The work on this piece! Truly it's something to be envied! ]

Some of the best metal work I've seen.

[ He tilts it various ways to see the detailing. Close, far, light this way and that. His mind was already working to think of how he might replicate it ].

Pure gold?

[sculptor_of_aman]

[Ah, no, not offended. Flattered, really. And she smiles to watch him admiring her work.]

As pure as will keep its shape.

I will most likely have it sold. I made it for no one in particular. But, I would be pleased to show you how it looks when worn.

[She pulls her braids aside, exposing her neck.]

Care to do the honors?

[fortythree]

I think it would look fine decorating your neck.

[ It is another sincere compliment spoken without thought. After all, his eyes are still examining the piece in question. To see such a work of beauty sold... Well, one did have to eat.

He gladly accepts the honor and places it gingerly around her neck, as if she were made of spun glass. His hands rest on her shoulders to get a good look at her at eye level. ]

Quite a beauty.

[ He is not looking at the necklace. ]

[sculptor_of_aman]

[She smiles and speaks softly.]

Ah, my dear Gimli... It seems you have chosen me. Before anything happens, I would ask that you do something for me.

I have lived a very long life, my dearest dwarrow, and seen countless sorrows and countless joys along the way. I ask that you take time to think about the direction you see this path taking. And then, be truly honest with yourself through the wisdom you have gained if the likely reality will go the same way. Only if you genuinely believe it shall will I allow you to take such a journey. I would wish only joys in your life through me, never regrets.

[fortythree]

[ He may seem to act like it at times, but Gimli is no fool. He may appear to have no wisdom, but that is not the case. He has seen his on heartache and turmoil and thought long and hard of what would really happen should this come to fruition.

Gimli takes a steadying breath and brings one hand up to her face, thumb running along her ruddy and dirty cheek, and offers a much more sobering smile. ]

Our kind may enjoy peace, aye, but we will not be accepted. Those that matter, however, will.

[ His dearest friends and with luck some dearest relatives. Those may. Those were all that truly mattered. Those under his lordship would not desert such mines over who he may be with. Not with the precious metals to be had. ]

The real question is whether or not you wish to be with someone who has not but a century left. And whether you will have happiness with all that in mind.

[sculptor_of_aman]

So did Eru decree from the beginning, that our two peoples would find great difficulty in understanding. And far too many years have passed for me to give any great mind to whether or not I am approved of. Still... I believe Aulë would be pleased to see a Noldo and a dwarrow thusly paired, especially the daughter of his most favored pupil.

Gimli, from the moment that wretched Oath first was spoken, I have learned to accept that my time with those I loved would end eventually. It is bittersweet, yes, but my joy is in keeping their memories bright in the world. To remind people of how they once shone. I would do so for you, one of the finest and bravest to come from the line of Durin.

I would offer to you all the wealths I possess, in wisdom and skill. I... am uncertain whether I could bear any further fruits, since I do not know if the dwarrow and Eldar are close enough in make to permit such things.

Are you certain of your choice?

[fortythree]

You need only offer yourself and I shall treasure you as that. [ To hopefully make her laugh, he grumbles. ] I'm far beyond children.

[ Sewing seed? He could still, yes. But did he really have the patience for it? Of course he would but that wouldn't make for a good joke, would it? ]

[sculptor_of_aman]

I might have had more had carrying the twins not been so rough on me. I suppose... it is still possible, though I have given little thought to an eighth child in a long time...

But... Thank you, Gimli.

[fortythree]

Children are a blessing but not expected for my folk.

[ Three was an enormous family. To hear of Samwise having so many! To hear of her having so many. She seemed so worried over it. Gimli cared little. It would happen or it wouldn't. Either way, he would be happy with her. And them. Gimli smiles and presses a soft and gentle kiss to her lips. You'd never know he was a hardened warrior and smith with the way he treated her. That was how it was to be done! ]

You have nothing to thank me for! [ He says with a smile after, as mischievous as if he'd stolen that kiss. ] And I who should be thanking you in turn.

[sculptor_of_aman]

[Nerdanel seemed a bit surprised by the kiss--mostly because she had never been kissed like that by a bearded man before. It tickled her skin, but that didn't mean her lips weren't soft and eager against his. It had been so very long since the last time she'd been kissed.]

Then let us call it even. It is best to enter such a partnership on equal ground, do you not agree?

[fortythree]

[ He gives her a somewhat confused expression. ]

And the only way. [ A smile again. ] Perhaps you should dress again so we might celebrate.

[ Away from the heat of the forge. ]

[sculptor_of_aman]

[She smiles and pulls on her shirt again. The necklace remains in place.]

I fear I am not much dressed for a celebration...

[fortythree]

For the celebration I have in mind, you won't need any form of it.

[ There is some mischief in his words. He would very much like to do at least one something with her this evening. Not-- Certainly not--

He holds out his hand for her to take. ]

[sculptor_of_aman]

Gimli! [She laughs as she takes his hand.]

Are you saying you wish to be wed at once?

[She's half-teasing, but it wouldn't be her first wedding with little to no planning before it was sealed.]

[fortythree]

We'd need more planning than that.

[ Gimli knows little of the Elvish way of marriage. And certain acts are not seen as the marriage itself for his folk. He's blissfully unaware. ]

But a night together will be most fine.

[sculptor_of_aman]

Not necessarily. My first marriage began with little ceremony, though we were both quite young and hardly knew better. We had been out camping, as we often had, and there under the stars, we promised to love each other for always, and then he lay me down in the grass, and that was enough in our eyes and those of the Valar. Of course, seeing as I had wed the son of the High King, we had a proper celebration with feasting and dancing some weeks later at our parents' insistence. But that is all an Elf needs to be wed: a wholehearted promise, and then the bodily union makes the marriage.

...of course, it is but one certain act that seals the bond, and it is far from the only option of pleasure.

[fortythree]

[ Gimli is quick to extinguish the small flame of jealousy at hearing of anyone else with her. Rightly so, for that was her previous husband! He did not actually think poorly but dwarves are selfish and greedy. Some not over gold or gems. Gimli has enough sense to keep calm.

What he focuses on instead is the strange differences between them. ]

There's much more than that for us. The final act can be committed but only when the marriage is secure! Though a great many demand to wait until the wedding night.

[sculptor_of_aman]

...would you tell me of your traditions? Truthfully, once our fathers found out what we had done, a number of things were put into place to determine a "proper" Elven wedding. I think perhaps a blending of the two would be best.