"It's madness, cousin," Galadriel whispered, watching Fingon's preparations. "You may die there meaninglessly "
"Don't worry, I'll be careful," he assured her and checked the sharpness of his two swords and a dagger once again. She only shook her head. Many times she heard that phrase scarcely those who spoke it were careful enough to be able to really return.
"Someone has to find out what happened there," he added before leaving the room. "Perhaps there is no danger at all "
Galadriel sighed and shook her head again. He was as reckless as ever Fingon the Valiant... Fingon Never-caring-about-how-serous-the-danger-may-be She might have been reckless too, as her memory reminded her, but she was carefully reckless, as she immediately retorted to the memory, watching her cousin out of the palace already, mounting his horse and riding away
Fingon was spurring his steed, as if the world's fate depended on his speed, though he knew it did n