Don't Think Twice

Her smile was slight, humourless, dark eyes lifting to the sky once again as she studied the position of the sun. There can never be too many preparations made when facing the All Father. Things changed, yes, but Elgar’nan was as brilliant as he was mad and she had made the mistake of underestimating him once before. Mythal knew now, there was nothing he would not do, no low he would not stoop to, if he thought it would bring him victory. Or advantage.

Feredir.

Revas dared to call him Feredir while in her presence? Her eyes narrowed for a moment, and she glanced up at the sky again. Quite bold, to grace him with the name that I gave him, she commented mildly, though the slight edge to her words was anything but. She took in a deep breath, letting the crisp, cold air pass through her as she breathed it back out.

Peace. There was no threat here, save perhaps her own pride. Her mouth lifted again, a brow arching. I do not see how it could not concern me, being that this is about something very near and dear to my heart. But as to his… obliviousness, that is nothing new. He is oblivious in many ways, to many things. Her head canted slightly and she met Revas’ gaze, holding it for as long as he permitted. I said before, I will not interfere, whatever you decide to do. Only be mindful that this is not about who loves him, but who he loves.

Her. She knew this to be truth. But could there be sentiment there for Revas too? Strange, how she found herself feeling both frustrated by it, and perversely curious over it. Frowning, she rubbed her hands together even though she was not cold. In all the time I was gone, have you truly said nothing to him about this?