#Ithildin ♡

[son-of-the-moon-and-sun]

Ithildin leaned on the door frame with a smirk on his face "Enjoy trying on my wardrobe in search of something which I would approve you wear for tonights ball" Ithildin questioned with a chuckle as he pushed himself off of the wall and to Cala he got to his wardrobe

"I had something made if this was to come up you honestly don't suite what I wear your to bright for that" Ithildin said pulling out a robe and holding it before the other the robe happed to matched the same blue as his hair and had minimal silver detailing

"I know you don't like fancy clothes so I made it minimal with the fanciness of it"

@of-ocs - Ithildin

Cala stood there – in front of Ithildin’s wardrobe, his eyes wandering through every thing there as he scratched the back of his head.

He sighed – not not knowing which one to pick out. His taste in clothes was not the best he knew it himself. Though thankfully, he did not have to wait long to recieve help with his decision.

Cala turned as soon as he heard his beloved’s voice – smiling seeing him. It had been somewhat an exhausting day, his and Quildalótien’s hunt with Turcafinwë did not so as planned and honestly he dreamed of seeing Ithildin and hide in his affections – even though he was still getting to the idea of showing affections.

Cala did not speak as Ithildin explained – only gave him a hazy smile until he handed a robe to his liking towards.

“Too bright? Too bright I might burn you?”

Cala smirked himself as he took the robe ‐ deciding he liked the color.

“Thank you for having it to my liking, melda.”

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