Moments by StarSpray  

Correspondence

When Fëanáro left her father’s house, Nerdanel did not expect to hear from him. He would be busy with new studies and new experiments, and she knew him well enough by then to know that he was not a great letter-writer, and it was not for lack of letters to answer. His father wrote often, but she almost never saw Fëanáro send a reply.

She was shocked, then, when she was inundated with letters, little notes and long missives, sometimes several of them at once. Of course she wrote back, though she did not have Fëanáro’s quick hand, and she was busy with her own works and studies. He always asked about them, and at times anticipated some material or tool she might need to finish something, like the mother-of-pearl he sent when she told him of a commission from Olwë’s court for a statue of Uinen.

It was when he came back for an unexpected visit that she asked him why. He looked shy and even embarrassed; Nerdanel was delighted by the blush that reached the tips of his ears. “I missed you.”

Nerdanel thought a moment, then leaned in to kiss him. “Then visit more!”