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[grumpycatanthir]

I mean far be it from me to cause more
drama in this family full of
pretentious princes but I think I
could solve our cash flow
problem if you lot would STOP
KILLING MY BUSINESS PARTNERS.

- Morifinwë ‘Caranthir’ Carnistir, to his brothers, cousins, and assorted followers, the Silmarillion, on more than one occasion.

 

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[grumpycatanthir]

"I wish we could have had more time, my jewel."

He sighs and kisses her forehead.

"Never wear the Star. I do not want you to draw undue attention. Stay safe."

[canien]

Her eyes close, but she refuses to cry even now.

Emotion might cloud her eyes when they reopen, but they remain dry. She leans up to kiss his cheek.

"I will hold to what I have told those who have asked my origins here. I will stay as safe as I can." But she will still help where and when she can.

"I ride at first light."

[grumpycatanthir]

"Don't look back." He holds her close.

"Be as safe as your mother and I taught you." He won't ask her to not help at all, for she would not be Haleth's daugther if she did not.

"Stay away from Doriath and the Sindar - but Cirdan is alright."

[canien]

"I won't," she promises, letting herself snuggle against her father.

He knows her too well, and knows it's useless to ask her not to fight. But she can be cautious, and careful. And she listens to his advice.

"I should learn to build boats and sail, that could be useful."

[grumpycatanthir]

One last time, he lets her chase away ths shadows, holds onto her tight.

"He's sensible. Knows a lot. Listen to his advice."

[canien]

She'd always chase them away if he let her. But this is his battle, his and his brothers. She can't fight it with them any longer.

But for tonight, she's content to let him hold on tight, just as she holds on just as tight.

And for Caranthir Feanorion to call someone sensible, that person was someone she wants to know.

"You have my word that I will seek him out and learn from him."

[grumpycatanthir]

It's a battle they were always going to lose - Caranthir could have told his family that the day they swore that Oath, but no one asked him, and so he said nothing, because he loved their father too.

"Good girl. .........I'll miss you. Be happy."

[canien]

Her father's still the brightest of his brothers in her opinion. Just...loves his family enough to let them lead, rather than speak up. Even if his perspective is better than theirs.

"I love you always. I will miss you too." Happy? Her lips quirk as she pulls back just enough to look at him. "I will be as happy as I can manage, though it may take some time."

[grumpycatanthir]

Now whose bias is showing?

"I love you too." He says it softly and cups her cheek fondly.

"Take as much time as you need, but do not dwell." He says firmly. "Your mother would never have approved of moping."

[canien]

She's just as allowed as he is!

Canien smiles at him, leaning into the hand. He so rarely says it, but she remembers each time clearly. Every moment is treasured.

She nods firmly, determined. "I will not disappoint either of you."

[grumpycatanthir]

"You never have, Canien. I know you never will. No one could have a better daughter."

[canien]

She might refuse to cry, but that brings a lump to her throat and she has to take a moment and just soak in her father's love and pride.

"You have been a good father. Despite all this."

[grumpycatanthir]

Neither of them are the sort for tears, but Caranthir presses a kiss to her brow and his eyes are suspiciously damp.

"I could have been better. I wish I could have been. But I love you. I am always proud of you."

[canien]

Damp doesn't mean actual crying, right?

She tries for a smile for him.

"Let me be the good you give. I hold your love, your pride, your knowledge and your teachings."

[grumpycatanthir]

Exactly

He traces her smile with gentle fingers.

"You are everything good and bright that I have left." He says honestly. "So you are right in saying you must go now. I am only sorry we did not have longer."

[canien]

The smile strengthens.

"I am sorry for that as well. But we both have our tasks before us. We can only go forward. Know you have my love no matter what happens."

[grumpycatanthir]

"We do." Caranthir tucks a strand of hair back and kisses her forehead again.

"Will you stay tonight, or go?"

[canien]

She curls against him again, taking advantage of him allowing it.

"If I stay tonight, I would wish to spend it with you." To steal just a few more hours with her father, even if they didn't spend it all in conversation. Just spending quiet time together.

[grumpycatanthir]

He should send her away right now, he knows but he can't quite bring himself to do so.

"Stay then." He decides. "You can leave at first light."

That's the longest it will be safe for her to stay.

[canien]

He should. They both know it. But they can be a bit selfish sometimes, too.

Canien wraps her arms tight around him. "One last meal together?"

[grumpycatanthir]

He kisses her forehead and then nods.

"Aye. One last meal. I have bread and wine - will you fetch us some cold meat?"

[canien]

She slowly lets go, pulling back.

"Of course." Canien stands and leaves, though isn't gone long.

[grumpycatanthir]

He has things set up for a meal when she returns, such as they can be in a mobile force like this one. But there are advantages to being the commander, and being fairly rich, even now.

The little foldable table is covered with a cloth to hide the stains, and the dishes are silverware, not wooden, and the wine actually tastes pretty decent.

"Thank you, Canien. Come and sit."

[canien]

The meat she brings might not be the best, but it's good enough and what they have. Even then, it's better than what others have.

She smiles slightly, seeing her father's preparations, and sets the platter on the table before sitting as bid.

"Thank you."

[grumpycatanthir]

He pours for them both and lets her divide up the meat. Portions are slim, on the march, but they are adequate - Caranthir would never stint his people.

"A final toast, hm? To what we had."