Vala Aulë a.k.a. Mahal

"It could be." *winks*

*bows gracefully and takes her hand* My lady, would you care to follow me into the bedroom?

“As a Vala, I would like to tell the greycloak to shut the fuck up.”

Maedhros looks very startled. “Lord Aulë,” he bows his head, “I thank you.”

“Don’t mention it, little Fëanorian,” Aulë winks and disappears with a spark.

“As a Vala, I would like to tell the greycloak to shut the fuck up.”

“You haven’t -done- anything Fëanaro.”

“I suppose you were doing most of the doing, yes.”

“Would you like to change that? Or are you going to be a submissive little elf forever?”

“Are you offering to be a submissive little Vala?”

“Haha. It even sounds ridiculous. But you could try being more active, you Noldorin princess.”

“I’d rather have you wait on me hand and foot.”

“You know, Fëanaro, sometimes you say something so brave yet so witty... It is not one of those times.”

“You haven’t -done- anything Fëanaro.”

“I suppose you were doing most of the doing, yes.”

“Would you like to change that? Or are you going to be a submissive little elf forever?”

“Are you offering to be a submissive little Vala?”

“Haha. It even sounds ridiculous. But you could try being more active, you Noldorin princess.”

“You haven’t -done- anything Fëanaro.”

“I suppose you were doing most of the doing, yes.”

“Would you like to change that? Or are you going to be a submissive little elf forever?”

“You haven’t -done- anything Fëanaro.”

“I am very sorry, Mai. I was wrong, and I regret it.”

“Had you spent more time nurturing my desire to grow and express my abilities…”

“Eru… gave me a talk after I made the Dwarves. He said he only forgave me because it was the first time I disobeyed him. He said I was responsible for my Maiar also… I took it as an order to limit their explorations lest that they incur his wrath, which perhaps was a misunderstanding… I should have stood up for my Maiar, and I didn’t, and I’m sorry.”

“It is… not your fault,” he sighed. “And it is too late to change.”

“I miss you a lot, my sweet child, and grieve for you.”

“I’m hardly the sweet being you once knew. Many ages have passed since then, Aulë..”

“I know, Mairon. I still love you, and I always will. You are welcome in my house.”

“I am very sorry, Mai. I was wrong, and I regret it.”

“Had you spent more time nurturing my desire to grow and express my abilities…”

“Eru… gave me a talk after I made the Dwarves. He said he only forgave me because it was the first time I disobeyed him. He said I was responsible for my Maiar also… I took it as an order to limit their explorations lest that they incur his wrath, which perhaps was a misunderstanding… I should have stood up for my Maiar, and I didn’t, and I’m sorry.”

“It is… not your fault,” he sighed. “And it is too late to change.”

“I miss you a lot, my sweet child, and grieve for you.”

“I am very sorry, Mai. I was wrong, and I regret it.”

“Had you spent more time nurturing my desire to grow and express my abilities…”

“Eru... gave me a talk after I made the Dwarves. He said he only forgave me because it was the first time I disobeyed him. He said I was responsible for my Maiar also... I took it as an order to limit their explorations lest that they incur his wrath, which perhaps was a misunderstanding... I should have stood up for my Maiar, and I didn’t, and I’m sorry.”

“I am very sorry, Mai. I was wrong, and I regret it.”