More on Doriath last night.
Me: Really rough luck being an elf prince, don't you think?
Michael: Why?
Me: Your father's immortal. You'll never inherit the throne.
Michael (after a pause): You know, I'm very glad you weren't an elf. I'd feel really awful if you had to give up your immortality to marry me.
Hmm, maybe we should nick-name our home Doriath, Rivendell and Pemberley surely being long ago appropriated.
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