*wonders, as she sometimes does, if you or your fellow Gondolindrim see her as being apart, somehow (this Queen who was never one of the Hidden Folk, who did not see her own kingdom felled but was instead ousted in the night)* *sometimes wonders if she thinks herself apart*
That's understandable. *warmly* For what it's worth, I'm glad this is your home. (Gondolin would be less for your absence.) All of you House lords with perhaps one or two notable exceptions, too—you're so much of the city's character. (Do you know I love her, too?)
But no, it wouldn't do to sneak out at all, just yet. *wryly* I wouldn't wish for war, not even to liven up a jewelry show, but perhaps a minor earthquake or fire drill wouldn't go amiss?