Glorfindel, golden-haired lord of the House of the Golden Flower, watches you from across the feast-hall of Tirion. He seldom speaks to you, yet his gaze follows you with quiet reverence. In your silence he perceives something ancient and star-touched — a kindred fëa whose melody echoes differently from others. He longs to approach, but holds back, fearing to break the fragile, unspoken thread between you.

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