[The Silmarillion] Romimus

Chapter 113 Chapter 113

What suddenly happened, this kind of blatant prevarication let alone Romimos would not believe it, even Glorfindel could guess what they were planning at a glance.Romimos knew that Terperinqua had good intentions, but the matchmaking method was not the same. Originally, it would have been difficult for Romimos and Glorfindel to fight if they did not meet immediately. It might not be too embarrassing if there is someone in the middle who can smooth things over. Celebrity is fine. I wish they could shake hands and make up in the next second.With such an appearance now, Glorfindel might get up and leave immediately.

Romimos quietly glanced at Glorfindel from the corner of his eye, seeing that he didn't respond for a while, and seemed to be thinking about what to do next.

"At this time, there is nothing to eat here." Romemos said without any hope, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

In the end, I didn't expect that Glorfindel would readily agree after only a little thought, which was really unexpected.

Before going out, Romemos suddenly remembered something.

"Do you mind if I go out with you in this way?" she asked, "Because I think you should and hope to keep a low profile as much as possible. It turns out that appearance is too ostentatious. But if you are more used to 'Lan Wen', I also It can be changed back."

Although she said so, she made up her mind in her heart that if Glorfindel really wanted her to change back, she would immediately find an excuse and slip away.

After the chat with Celebrimbor at noon, Romemus did think about the messy relationship between herself and Glorfindel, although logically speaking, she would not She should have hoped that the relationship with Glorfindel might be restored, but even if it was a self-deceiving fantasy, she seemed to be able to find some clues to prove that Glorfindel still had some friendship for her.

Glorfindel is an emotional person, Romimos knows this very well, but is there really any affection between her and Glorfindel?Even if there is, I'm afraid it's only one-sided. The Glorfindel that Romimos knows is naturally the real Glorfindel, but the Romimos that Glorfindel knows is only "Lan Wen".Romimos always suspected that even now, Glorfindel has been pursuing it so hard—the so-called "not giving up" is just the phantom of the beautiful dumb girl.It's also ridiculous to say that she still wants to be jealous of a woman created by herself that doesn't exist in reality?

Glorfindel probably didn't know anything about Romimos's rich inner drama, he just tilted his head and glanced at Romimos, and said, "I don't care, you can do whatever is convenient for you."

He really doesn't care about me at all, and he doesn't care that I'm completely changed, thought Romimos.

Both Romimos and Glorfindel are coming to Pelakir for the first time, and it is hard to say who is more familiar with this place, and the two of them do not talk to each other, but just walk along the central avenue of Pelakir. Walk side by side aimlessly.Although the seasons at this time are already at the transition of summer and autumn, the air is still filled with a trace of summer heat. The stone road that has been exposed to the sun for a whole day also emits warm temperatures from the bottom of the feet, but it is constantly blowing from the west coast. The sea breeze with abundant water vapor is very cool and pleasant.This was supposed to be the best time of the day for a relaxing stroll, but looking around, the street was full of pedestrians rushing home after a busy day, which made the two of them walk extraordinarily slow.

Strolling all the way from the street to the end of the street, seeing Glorfindel still not saying a word, Romimos couldn't help it: "So... there is no one that suits you?"

"What?" Glorfindel responded a little dully, as if he had just recovered from a deep thought.

"Restaurant, aren't we looking for a place to eat?"

"Oh, yes." Glorfindel sighed, "Sorry, I was lost in thought just now and didn't pay attention. If you see something you want to eat, just tell me no?"

Romemos shook his head: "I don't have anything special to eat."

Glorfindel paused, "You're always like this."

Romemos didn't know why the words just now offended him, and made him frown all of a sudden.

"But strictly speaking, the matter of eating is actually superfluous to you." Glorfindel glanced at her sideways, "It's really wronged you to insist on three meals a day for hundreds of years."

Romemos was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and said, "It's...it feels good to eat once in a while."

In the peaceful days before everything happened, Glorfindel complained more than once that Lan Wen didn't eat too much. The girl picked up the hammer without any ambiguity, that's what happened later), those who didn't know outside thought it was because he didn't give food to people on purpose.

At the beginning, Glorfindel wondered if the dishes cooked by his own cook were not to Lan Wen's liking, or Lan Wen, as a Teleri elf, could not adapt to the vegetarian diet of the Noldor elves, but after taking all the lords and even Turgon's chefs borrowed all of them, and all kinds of delicacies were rotated. After Glorfindel himself gained three catties, Lan Wen's taste preference was still a mystery. She didn't have picky eaters. But there was nothing that could make her want to eat even one more mouthful, as if her tongue was a complete display.

Lan Wen's lack of preference is not only manifested in food, rather, Glorfindel once felt that what he brought home was actually a puppet that grew into a real person, because Lan Wen had almost no desires.Food, clothing, housing, and transportation are what others give her, so she takes whatever she wants, never picks, and agrees on everything. If she is pure and ascetic about material things, that’s fine. That’s how she behaves in the world. Lofindel has a headache.On weekdays, everyone he sees has a smiling face, as if he can get along with everyone, but he doesn't get along with anyone, even the servants of Glorfindel's family who keep their heads down and don't look up every day, as well as Idril, Exilion and the others also had more than harmony but not enough intimacy. Glorfindel suspected that it was for the sake of living in his own home that Lan Wen would give him two more smiles.

So who can understand the excitement and amazement in the heart when Glorfindel broke through Lan Wen's secret in Maeglin's workshop and discovered her passion and personality hidden under the calm surface of the ancient well? ?

But all the weirdness before now has a reasonable explanation, and it is normal for Maia not to eat.Glorfindel withdrew his gaze and sighed softly: "Then go back the same way and look around again."

So the two of them staggered towards the street from the end of the street. Occasionally, in order to avoid vehicles, horses and pedestrians on the road, their arms, shoulders and elbows rubbed together, and then they separated immediately, still silent along the way.There are some things that are tacit to each other, and it is good to know about five or six points. There is no need to understand everything, and the two of them don't want to delve into it at the moment. Even if the current calm is an illusion that can only be maintained for a while, why bother to break it?

Pelakir is a very prosperous city, and here is the busiest street in the whole city. There are all kinds of small shops everywhere on the street, and there are quite a few of them that are still open, but they all seem to be the same, which can make people There are very few people who are bright.

When Glorfindel and Romemos were about to walk the street from end to end again, Romemos stopped suddenly.

"Did you hear that?" she asked, and before Glorfindel could answer, she shushed again, "Listen carefully."

Glorfindel did as she said, and at this moment he also heard the sound, a soft musical sound coming from a distance, the volume was not loud at all, and it was mixed with the noisy voices of people around and the sea breeze In the sound of blowing, even the elves have to concentrate very hard to hear it.But even if it's just a short melody that seems to be absent, it is enough to catch the ears of all listeners.

"I have been in Númenor for ten years, and I have never heard anyone who can play more beautiful music than this, even the chief performer in our theater is far behind." Romimos was amazed, "No, don't talk about humans, even among the elves, I can't find a few people whose piano sound is comparable to it."

"Would you like to find out?" Glorfindel asked.

Romemus hesitated.She loves all beautiful things, especially after staying in the opera house for ten years, she has seen and heard it every day, and her interest in music art, which was not her favorite, has also greatly increased. It must be a lie to say that she doesn't want to see it now. If it weren't for being with Glorfindel now, I'm afraid he would have turned into a bird and flew directly over.

"Forget it, it's getting late, it's important to find a place to eat first." But in the end she said, "Did you see what you want to eat?"

Glorfindel didn't bother to say a word of nonsense, reached out and grabbed Romemos's wrist, and directly dragged her towards the west with big strides: "Let's go."

"Huh? Where are you going?" Romimos was still in a daze at the beginning, until he realized that Glorfindel was walking in the wrong direction and deviated from the main road before he realized, "Don't you want to eat?"

"I'll eat later."

"After the sun goes down, the restaurants and bars should be closed."

"That won't starve you either."

"Why are you so ignorant?" Romimos muttered softly.

"Do you have the nerve to say that to me?" Glorfindel retorted.

It is golden for the two of them not to be silent this time, and they quarreled endlessly along the way. If it wasn't for following the sound to find someone to quiet down later, they might have been able to quarrel all the way.

The voice was as light and soft as a spider's silk, almost inaudible. Even Romemus and Glorfindel, who were as sharp as their ears and eyes, were almost lost several times. The sound of music will appear again, leading them into a street or alley.

Finally, they found the source of the sound of the piano. It was a two-story building built along the cliff by the sea.The house is beautifully upside down, with white walls and a blue roof. At this time, it is coated with a layer of brilliant golden light by the afterglow of the setting sun. There is a large terrace on the second floor.The front door was wide open, and there was a small wooden sign hanging beside it, which seemed to be a simple menu. There were indeed a few tables in the room, but there were no customers, only melodious notes kept floating from inside.

Romimos and Glorfindel looked at each other.

"Is this still a restaurant? How many customers can come to this kind of place in a day?" Romemos was a little amused, "It's a good thing it wasn't built in the center of the downtown area, otherwise such beautiful music would be wasted."

"Anyway, I was looking for a place to eat, but this is just right. It's rare for someone to be interested in eating, so let's invite them first." Glorfindel teased.

Romemos glared at him, but the brisk steps she jumped up the steps revealed the joy in her heart. As soon as she stepped into the door, Romemos immediately turned her head and looked in the direction of the music playing, but she was disappointed. What is strange is that the sound of the day came from behind a screen, and the musicians who played the music were still missing.

She walked towards the screen, but just two steps away, the owner of the restaurant with his hair tied up in a white turban and a mustache appeared out of nowhere, with a smile on his face: "Are you here?" For dinner? Please sit upstairs."

"Ah? No need—" At the beginning, Romimos wanted to shirk and said that the downstairs is fine, but the man was too enthusiastic, and after a chattering welcome, he dragged her to the second floor. On the terrace, he was quite proud: "There is only one place in Pelakire where you can enjoy a meal while watching the sea. You really came to the right place."

When Romemos came back to her senses, she had already sat down on a chair in a daze, with a menu stuffed in her hand.The most irritating thing was Glorfindel, who knew what she was thinking and didn't help her to speak, just watching the fun from the sidelines.

"How dare I talk to a person who has the courage and ability to push you around?" He also used this to laugh at her.

Romemos snorted resentfully, but since she had already taken her seat, she was not going to forcefully ask for another seat.In all fairness, the owner of the restaurant did not lie. The scenery upstairs is indeed refreshing. It is hard to come by.

The shop owner was still waiting eagerly for them to order. Romemos sighed inwardly, and scanned the menu quickly.

Glorfindel quickly ordered his meal, a soup of oysters and cream, a large green salad, and a small order of semolina bread.And Romimos obviously couldn't be so straightforward, staring at the menu, frowning, as if he was facing an enemy.

Glorfindel didn't urge her either, and took some time off to see what she could come up with.

After a long time, until the owner of the restaurant began to mutter whether the lady could not read, Romemos finally made a decision. He ordered a baked mashed sweet potato with cheese and a large cup of yogurt. And asked: "Add more honey."

As soon as Romemos raised his head, he saw Glorfindel raising his eyebrows at her: "Since when did you start loving these sweet things?"

"Well, it's okay, someone told me before that sweet things have a magical power to lift people's spirits." Romimos replied casually, and then turned to the restaurant owner and asked, "I see you here There are no other guests now, if possible, can you let the musician who plays the piano downstairs come up?"

"This... let me ask you a question." The boss looked embarrassed, "To tell you the truth, this person is really weird and withdrawn. He hardly communicates with others. Even the last time I talked to him was three days ago. If he is not really good at playing the piano and only needs a small salary, why would I hire a musician in such a small shop?"

Romemos took off a bracelet from his wrist: "If he is willing to come up, this will be my tip for him."

"It's okay if he doesn't want to come," Glorfindel added. "We don't mean anything, we just really appreciate his music."

The shop owner nodded, and carefully went downstairs with the bracelet in his hand.

"I really didn't expect that dignified Maiya has become so down-to-earth now." Glorfindel teased her again, "First she fell in love with sweets, and now she is so rich and powerful that she knows how to throw gold, silver and jewelry at people. "

"Even if you have lived two lifetimes, you probably haven't had a single day of worrying about having no money. How can you understand the importance of money to ordinary people?" Facing Glorfindel's in-and-out jokes, Romimos didn't change his face. .

"I don't think you can invite this person." Glorfindel said, "Such pure and clear music can never be played by someone with an eye for money."

"Why must the spirit and the material be opposed? If taking music as an ideal and belief means that money must be regarded as dung, then [-]% of the artists in the world should be starved to death except Villa Maya. It's gone." Romemos said, "Let's take a step back, if this master musician really doesn't care about money at all, why is he still playing the piano for a living here?"

"If he really needed money, he would be able to perform in front of the king with such skills, or even go to a nobleman's house to find a job with a much better salary than this, but now he lives in such a remote place. I work part-time in a small restaurant here, and I hid behind a screen on purpose, obviously not wanting to show off, how could I make an exception just because of your bracelet?"

Romemos was stopped by the question, and after being dumb for a long time, he sighed quietly: "It's a pity, I wanted to invite him to our opera house. Naquili will definitely love her as much as her life."

"It seems that the past ten years have not been as bad for you as I imagined." Glorfindel said, "I thought you were acting and singing in Númenor just as a last resort, but now it seems that you are quite happy ?”

"Of course it's a last resort. If I have something to choose, I will resign and leave immediately." Romemos rolled his eyes at the boss, puffed out his chest, and added seriously, "But I am a dedicated person. , just looking for something in his position—what are you laughing at?"

"I didn't." Glorfindel immediately suppressed all his smiles, and raised his hand to pretend to pluck the hair blown to his forehead by the sea breeze. "I'm not saying how much you like that job. I mean, you get on surprisingly well with those humans."

"It's just...not bad." Luo Mimost twitched his chin and squinted at the sunset that had turned red. "It's just an ordinary colleague relationship."

Glorfindel didn't contradict her, even though he knew Romimus was duplicity again.Although ten years have passed, Glorfindel still clearly remembers the gray shadows and cold anger on Romimoth's face when he boarded the ship to Númenor ten years ago, saying that it was her long time The closest it came to getting out of control was no exaggeration.If Romimoth had said at the time that she would avenge the Dusk by killing all the Númenorans, Glorfindel would never have doubted that she meant it.

But Glorfindel certainly didn't want Romimus to do this, even though he had to admit that Numenor is hard to describe, but that doesn't mean that all Numenor should die, let alone one of them. And the descendants of Elendil.On the other hand, Glorfindel's feelings towards the Twilight Land are equally complicated. From a standpoint, the Twilight Land, as an ally of Mordor, is the enemy of the elves, and Romimos, the Lord of the Twilight, should be the one with him. An endless enemy, it would be a lie if Glorfindel didn't feel for a second that the fall of the Twilight Land was the retribution of Romimos, but this didn't make him feel happy, on the contrary, it made him feel even more excited heavy.The civilians in the Twilight Land should not be treated like this, and Farathon’s actions are nothing to be praised. Besides, retribution is retribution, but Romimos’ anger and hatred for the Númenorians It was completely reasonable, if her revenge was her ability, Glorfindel was in no position to persuade her to let go of her hatred, just as he hadn't let go of his own.

But Glorfindel also didn't want to see Romimos become desperate for revenge. It was definitely not because he still had the slightest bit of love for her, it was just that there was an inhuman demon in this world Sauron is enough.

While it may seem hopeless, even arrogant and irreverent, to expect God to see people in his eyes or even in his heart, but...maybe?