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Fingolfin | Ñolofinwë Aracáno (nolofinwe) wrote in thefeanorians,

Ñolofinwë raised his eyes to his sister's face, giving her an impish look. "I do not torment you! It isn't so bad to treat them with respect, beloved sister, they are after all performing a service for you. You might appreciate their hard work when they give it, less they short you on their design."

He rose and helped her down into a comfortable chair, sitting beside her patiently with her hand held in his own.

"Are you satisfied with your dress at last?" he asked, stroking her delicate fingers. For all their skill as Noldor, Findis had certianly gone through the years of her life without doing much of anything in terms of work. She soft, delicate and lovely as a flower but easily cut down as such, should anyone be so cruel. She wouldn't wilt by any means, but flowers were trampled and cut over time.