The wraith cleared his throat, then smiled slyly. He could as well continue what he had started now and he felt no shame doing just that.
“Well, my Lord… There has been our first meeting all those centuries back. I was smitten instantly and we ended the day with me accepting your ring. That should count as a date, should it not?
Another time I felt how close our connection was was when I endured your pain with you when your other…ahem…date went wrong and this really rude elf stole your ring. Never trust elves, is my motto.
And then there’s that memorable date we had at the ocean. It was a double date even and in the end I gave you a ring in return. I don’t think Osse and your brother hit it off as well but…I felt there was a certain..chemistry between us?”
“You stole that ring from me, and well you remember it! It was never intended for you, a mere pirate. You were lucky to have made yourself indispensable, or you’d be dust.
As for Celebrimbor– what happened was unfortunate and disagreeable in the extreme, but I’d hardly count him as the less trustworthy party in that equation.
And…. Wait, really? You were there that night?” He squinted, “Oh yes! I suppose you were. I must not have given you much thought. Are you enjoying your freedom from my brother’s service? Or …?”
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