Forward dated to June 2; video

[inafadingcrown]

[The woman who appears on the screen is sitting on the floor of a forest in what is obviously a makeshift camp. The chirping of birds and the faint sounds of horses can be heard in the background. Her first message is short and simple, open to everyone (though, admittedly, there are a few who she is particularly hoping to hear from).]


I am curious;  how many of you hail from Arda? When did you see it last?

For those who do not, tell me something of your world, if you will. I have time enough for a tale or two.

[Locked to Seelie]

Gi suilon. I am known to some of you already; for those to whom I am not, I will offer a short introduction. [She gives a little nod of her head- not a bow, but still with a slightly formal air.] I am Galadriel, formerly of Lothlórien.

I regret very much that I am not able to offer my greetings in person to those of you who have newly arrived, but, alas, circumstances necessitate my presence elsewhere.

Regardless of my absence, I would offer you- and those who have been longer in this world- use of the lembas and miruvor I received as a boon. Lembas, for those who are unaware, are Elven waybread. My supply of these is dwindling and even a little will provide nourishment for days, so I ask that you take only at need and sparingly. Miruvor is healing cordial, though it may also be used simply to renew strength. Of this I have more, but, again, do not use it needlessly. Both the lembas and the miruvor I keep in my quarters; my maid is likely to be about and able to show you to it. If not, you may contact me and I will find a way to make arrangements.

Upon my return, I will no doubt meet many of you for myself and I will be glad to offer what assistance I may, for I know well that this place may be frightening and strange, however welcoming our hosts may mean to be. Until then, keep well.

[Locked to Maglor]

[Ordinarily, she would deem this unnecessary, but she does know that he was traveling recently. And it's best he know as soon as possible.]

I do not know if you have heard, cousin, but yet another kinsman has found his way to this world.

Comments

[inafadingcrown]

[Bless you, Harry, picking food as a topic of conversation. We really need to introduce you to a hobbit.]

Not to my knowledge, no. Is it a favorite dessert of yours?

[thebreakingwave]

[ Hobbits would be most soothing, it's true. Although, odds are that they'd all be in the opposite castle. ]

It's pretty good. What it is, is cream and milk and I think eggs, but definitely sugar and flavours like fruit or chocolate or anything you'd like, and then it's frozen and spun around so it's like custard or pudding, but ...not.

[ This is, perhaps, not the finest explanation. ]

At home, there's a really fine store that just makes ice cream. And you can have any sort you might imagine.

[inafadingcrown]

[It's a fine enough explanation for light conversation, at least.]

It sounds delightful. Do you believe that you could reproduce it here?

[thebreakingwave]

I can't see why not. It won't be as fine as the sort you'd buy, but I ought to be able to put something together.

[ And that's when he remembers the problem of distance. ]

If you're not in the same castle as I am, I can always write up and send you instructions?

[inafadingcrown]

[If only distance were the greatest problem with being in opposite castles.] A generous offer; I may ask you to do so when I return to Caer Glaem, if that is not where you reside.

[thebreakingwave]

Ah, it's not, no.

Still, I can write it out and send it to you?

[inafadingcrown]

A pity. [Technically, that makes them opposed to one another, but Galadriel has never been one to blindly accept the limits placed by others. Which has gotten her into trouble, at times, but that's beside the point.]

That would be much appreciated. May I ask a name to accompany the recipe?

[thebreakingwave]

Harry from Britain.

I sincerely doubt that sharing a recipe for ice cream is giving aid to the 'enemy'. I think I'd save that particular sin for inflicting my actual cooking - I can write out instructions, but maybe shouldn't follow them myself.

[inafadingcrown]

[Her eyes crinkle in amusement.] Is your cooking truly so terrible? I am almost impressed to hear it.

[She'll just leave aside the thoughts of 'giving aid to the enemy.' By the standards of the Seelie, she's probably done it more than once. But with family on the other side, what can she do?]

[thebreakingwave]

It's a rare gift.

[ Harry intones with mock solemnity. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[She laughs] One you must take care to use wisely.