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lanthanum12 · 5 months
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Niennandil-verse advent calender day 4 (Arwen and children)
Eldarion and his little sisters, Maedhrill and Glorlin, watched as the batter swirled together in a creamy blend under the care of their Naneth. All three of them could not wait to taste the rich lembas. Naneth made it for them on special occasions and the upcoming Yule was certainly one of those.
“Can we make the lembas red because it’s Yule and my favorite color?” Maedhrill asked Naneth. It would be far improved that way. The waybread was delicious enough but Yule lembas would be even better!
“Of course not! That will ruin it!” Eldarion scolded. He had been told of the ancient tradition and to change it seemed disrespectful to him. Maedhrill crossed her arms and huffed at this response. Glorlin gave her twin sister a sympathetic glance. Eldarion was very rude.
Naneth abruptly stopped her stirring and set the bowl down. Such an idea required one’s full attention to consider after all, “Well…it would be unconventional but red is the color of the brave Fëanorians and Yule as you said.”
“So we can make it?” Maedhrill asked, clasping her hands together.
“Yes, I believe we can. As for you Eldarion, if your sister has an idea, be kind even if you don’t agree,” Naneth said.
“Sorry about that Maedhrill,” Eldarion mumbled.
“It’s fine,” Maedhrill said with a smirk. She had won.
“Could we put some berries in to turn it red?” Glorlin suggested.
“Yes, cranberries would be splendid,” Naneth nodded. Glorlin rushed away and as quick as she left she returned with a basket of the glistening berries ripe with a sharp tart bite to them that Glorlin loved. Maedhrill grabbed a masher and shoved it on the berries, the skins of them broke away letting the crimson juice flow. Finally once the berries had turned into a soup and Maedhrill was flopped down on the table in exhaustion, Naneth scooped up the basket and added the cranberries to her batter. Glorlin was scribbling down everything Naneth did in her lavender journal with sloppy handwriting that would prove unreadable the very next day.
Then it was time to cook the lembas which none of the children could aid in, all they could do was wait. When the lembas was finally done they let out a cheer. The vibrant scarlet of the batter had faded into a light tinge. It was no longer festive enough for Maedhrill, so she suggested; “We should add red sprinkles to the cakes, icing too!”
Naneth forced a smile and shook her head, “Well if you insist.”
“We do,” Maedhrill said. Glorlin agreed. Eldarion just looked frustrated but Maedhrill and Glorlin cared little about him now. Icing and sprinkles were too important.
The twins smeared layers upon layers of shimmering white frosting on their cakes and tossed sweet stars of red and even green on the tops. Then piled even more frosting once they had finished with the sprinkles.
At last, the world’s sweetest lembas was finished. It was overflowing with gooiness and sugar and color that no one would be able to look at them and not tell that it was meant to be eaten on Yule.
Though the days before Yule were still occasions for such treats, so Maedhrill, Glorlin, Eldarion all enjoyed a piece of lembas. Naneth and Father tried theirs later, though with slight frowns instead of smiles after eating a particularly large bite of icing. It was no issue though, as Glorlin recorded that they liked it very much upon being asked.
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I have just overlooked a bunch of the canon info about lembas. But the idea of Arwen teaching her kids (all of them, if Eldarion wants to be involved in making it she’s happy) lembas is so sweet. I can’t imagine that she wouldn’t do that. It’s much nicer than in canon where lembas is just forgotten. Yavanna would be very proud to see Yuletide lembas and eat it with a smile. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are elflings who grow up to be Yavannildi who have made Yule lembas before.
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stix-n-bread · 3 years
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