Fanworks Tagged with Glorfindel/Idril

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Fealty by Perching

The furs slip to Itarillë’s hips as she sits up. Laurefindil cannot help but admire the fall of her pale golden hair, the curve of her spine, how the oil lamp lights her skin as if from within. Underneath it all, there is a heart Laurefindil will do anything to protect.

After the pronouncement of the Doom of the Noldor, Idril has a question for Glorfindel.

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