These ficlets are for the Silmarillion Fanon Challenge. Fanon to be inverted: Finduilas is shallow, weak and useless (anonymous) and Elves aren’t interested in sex/don’t have sex outside marriage. (dawnfelagund)
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On her twelfth begetting day King Finrod gave her a crown. It was dwarven craftsmanship, and her father teased Finrod that it was meant for someone with far more hair than she had, but the dwarves were not careless like that. It was made for her. It fit her perfectly, sat lightly on her head and gave her tiny face a remarkable gravity and stayed on even when she jumped and played and did cartwheels.
That evening she spent a long time in front of the mirror, watching the lights glimmer off the elegant twists of silver. When her father came to carry her off to bed, when he reached out to pluck it off her head, she protested.
“With it I look big. Without it I look…”
“Twelve,” he said, “which is fitting. Since you are twelve.”
“Eleven,” she corrected him, “exactly the same as I looked yesterday. I thought I was supposed to get older!”