That mild question has her cheeks warming. For a few reasons, but the most present one is that she knows what she looks like. Even with new clothes, she tends to be plain and rough among the beautiful and majestic. She is fully aware she married up, but it's easy to forget just how far up.
The rest of the reasons are nicely tucked in her subconscious where she doesn't have to look at them.
"I'll never complain about the bed or the food, but it's rather obvious that I'm not exactly..." How does she say it without sounding like she's insulting Maglor's taste? Certainly she thinks she got the better end of the deal between them, and wouldn't trade it for the world, but there was no mistaking that he'd picked a rather... underwhelming bride. (At least from where she was standing).
"I'm not of noble stock. It's so easy here. There's so much. Not that I was poor, but there wasn't really much space for luxury, when everything I owned, I carried. I doubt I'll ever get used to it."
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The rest of the reasons are nicely tucked in her subconscious where she doesn't have to look at them.
"I'll never complain about the bed or the food, but it's rather obvious that I'm not exactly..." How does she say it without sounding like she's insulting Maglor's taste? Certainly she thinks she got the better end of the deal between them, and wouldn't trade it for the world, but there was no mistaking that he'd picked a rather... underwhelming bride. (At least from where she was standing).
"I'm not of noble stock. It's so easy here. There's so much. Not that I was poor, but there wasn't really much space for luxury, when everything I owned, I carried. I doubt I'll ever get used to it."