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[idril]

Turgon: *depositing Maeglin back with his mother* He's a dangerous little guy. He charmed two of today's visitors quite handily

Aredhel: Is that so? Such a good child!

Maeglin: *beams up at his mother*

Turgon: good work on the whole raising thing

Turgon: Idril was mostly terrorizing people when she was tiny

Turgon: very imperious

Aredhel: *grins* I'm a great mom. *kisses Mae's nose*

Maeglin: *giggles*

Turgon: and me putting his fish with Lio23 worked well too. He spends his bored times sitting in front of the tank watching them

Aredhel: *laughs* So one good way to keep him occupied. Thank you for watching him. It's nice to have a little time to do things

Turgon: as long as those things aren't Celegorm

Aredhel: You know I love him

Turgon: he's out for my skin right now. Don't let him find me

Aredhel: Why now?

Turgon: ah, I kissed his brother. He's got possession issues

Aredhel: *bursts out laughing* What? When did this happen?

Turgon: after too much wine in the fountain. *blushing, but easier time telling his sister* You probably know who it was

Aredhel: Maglor. *knowing look*

Turgon: he's bad luck for me.

Aredhel: *kisses his cheek* Give yourself some slack, dear brother. They're not all so bad, and I remember Maglor was always fond of you

Turgon: well, if it was anyone, better Maglor than Curufin. Or Celegorm

Aredhel: Mhm. *smiles* Going to pursue something?

Turgon: probably not. Even if he did look rather sweet when he was cuddling Maeglin

Aredhel: Aw, he played with Mae? I always thought he was one of the better ones. At least with me. And with you

Turgon: He did. Taught him another version of his name and showed him a good time.

Aredhel: *grins* Turu, I approve of anyone who treats my baby well. And treats you well.

Turgon: *pecks her cheek* thanks, Ar.

Aredhel: *kisses his cheek back* So what are you going to do the rest of today? Please don't tell me you're going to work

Turgon: my lovely daughter has insisted we go for a ride in the park

Aredhel: Oh, that sounds great! Father-daughter time?

Turgon: it seems to keep her calm

Aredhel: Her? *snickers*

Turgon: hush. You'll understand when Maeglin is older

Aredhel: *amused grin* I think it keeps you calm.

Turgon: mean

Aredhel: *smiles and gives him a hug* I love you, brother

Turgon: I like you too. *hugs her back*

Maeglin: *squawks at being squished*

Aredhel: *laughs and snuggles her baby* Okay, go have your soothing ride, dear one

Turgon: *bows and goes to his rooms to wait for his daughter and make sure Idril3 has food*

Idril: *bounds up, excited, and knocks on his door* Dad!

Turgon: come in!

Idril: *goes in and gives him a hug* hi!

Turgon: you all ready?

Idril: Yup. You?

Turgon: yep. Idril3, be good for the servants

Idril3: *licks his butt*

Idril: *laughs and pets his head, and takes Turgon's hand to yank him off to the stables* You've been so stressed and edgy lately, you need this ride

Turgon: I have my reasons! They're good reasons!

Idril: Sure they are. But now we're going to get you de-stressed

Turgon: remember, avoid the big tree. It's alive and will hit us

Idril: Promise to avoid it. Got it. *gets onto her horse happily*

Turgon: *gets onto his and pets it* hello there. *rides out with Idril to the larger park*

Idril: *rides along at a slow pace for now* Is it work that has you stressed?

Turgon: ah. No. Not exactly. It's romantic, which is the last thing you want to hear your father talk about

Idril: *shudders* Yeah. Let's not talk about that. So work is okay, then? Nothing big and scary happening right now?

Turgon: nothing but petty crime. Population's risen enough we're doing another hiring drive for the guard

Idril: That's great! About no big scary crimes.

Turgon: mhm. Safe to walk the streets

Idril: good, 'cause I do that a lot

Turgon: you like street walking?

Idril: Mhm. Now that I don't hate the humans, it's kind of nice

Turgon: they're nice sorts. I need to see Eowyn again soon

Idril: Another date?

Turgon: with luck

Idril: *grins* Cute. And good, you need those. And no more talking about your love life. By the way, does her kid still hate you?

Turgon: she's starting to not scream when I'm near

Idril: How did you manage that?

Turgon: no sudden movements and sweets

Idril: *snickers* Sure, hype her up!

Turgon: if it works, it works

Idril: *grins* kay *pets her horse as she rides*

Turgon: it worked on you to get you out of sulks when you were tiny

Idril: Was I not hyper all over you, though?

Turgon: hyper was better than crying

Idril: *grins* You're such a softie, dad

Turgon: you wouldn't have me any other way, Idril1

Idril: *laughs* nope. You give me everything I want because of it

Turgon: no wonder you're so spoiled *teasing*

Idril: It's all your fault!

Turgon: so everyone keeps telling me

Idril: It iiiiiiiiis

Turgon: I think a little of it is you

Idril: No way, I'm innocent in all this!

Turgon: have some self control!

Idril: I have lots of self-control!

Turgon: what boy are you after right now?

Idril: Just Yaban! It's just me and Yaban, and I'm not *after* him, I'm with him!

Turgon: so totally done with my secretary?

Idril: we're just friends. Nothing going on there now.

Turgon: such a busy girl

Idril: What! How is having a friend busy!

Turgon: *teasing her*

Turgon: my girl, really. You must get it from your father

Idril: Why, you've got more than one girlfriend?

Turgon: not exactly

Idril: so how is it like you!

Turgon: remember, if you keep asking, I'll tell you about my lovelife

Idril: Oh. Ew. *sticks her tongue out at him* Oh, you better not turn Mae into a crazy workaholic like you

Turgon: well, I failed with you. He's my second chance

Idril: Don't you do it!

Turgon: he shall become Turgon2

Idril: Oh, I better warn Auntie Ar!

Turgon: she'll give in!

Idril: *snickers* Do you even know aunt Ar?

Turgon: let me have my delusions

Idril: uh huh. Anyway. How's Gel?

Turgon: still working. Mandatory end of work times now so he has evenings to himself

Idril: I'm glad you put that in effect!

Turgon: he made it sound like it was your idea

Idril: *shifty-eyed* It may have been

Turgon: you and your interfering *fond*

Idril: Yeah, yeah, you love me

Turgon: with all my heart

Idril: *smiles at him* I love you too, dad

He's so funny, but also so stress-y. Maybe we should take our rides more often to get him out of his own head. I love you, daddy. :D