#mol2

OCs deserve all the love. These in particular.

Syriawe and Molisse belong to @astral-aromance , Molinde is mine 💖

Molisse looked at the two women in front of her and smiled. Once again, proving that she had made the right choice.

Molinde herself had been doubtful - it had been a lot coming back to Aman and after the uproar her union with Maglor had brought, she was afraid that now that she was united to both Maglor and Syriawe would cause whatever little support she had left to vanish.

Syriawe was holding her hand tightly, her expression a bit sour, waiting for Molisse to say something, anything.

Molisse kept smiling and that smile became a grin of joy. "I believe I have just acquired not one, but two sisters, and that is making my heart joyful."

The other two looked at her with a tinge of uncertainty. "Are you... Certain you do not mind?"

Molisse held their hands. "I have no doubt about it. Molinde, I have known you since forever and I know your heart. Syriawe, we might have disagreed at the time, but that doesn't mean I care not. You both are now my best friends, and dearest sisters in law."

"What about Curufin? He's... The most unhappy. Will you be alright?"

"Curvo can suck it up, maybe he can finally grow a pair and get his head out of his golden Feanorian butt."

The three women laughed, definitely happier and more relaxed.