Writting on toppic Elu Thingol, text on wish as price of the ontest ring for the king

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Horns sounded ant Thingol the king rode into his palace with his people. They were returning from the hunt and they had a big prey. Thanks to that the king was smiling, and when giving his horse to the servants, he was giving his smile to everyone around. He was singing until that moment, he entered royal chambers. Stepping at wooden pony was enough to break his mode and king caught his leg.
“Lúthien, why are your toys everywhere?” He asked. Noone answered. He shaked his head and returned pony where it belonged, careful to not step at anything else. It was advantage of children having head so close to the ground, because of that they see everything that stands on the floor.
Splashing of water ensured the king that the family is home. He moved to next chamber and to the door of bathroom. In the door he stopped and smiled at both girls. Melian was right next to big tub and was bathing their daughter.
“You’re home,” she said without need to see him. She knew that Thingol is smiling. “And again you forgot about the flowers.”
The king sighted. “Yes, I forgot.”
The queen just smiled. “Whatever, we can collect them later, together. “Would you hand me a soap?”
Thingol grabbed herbal soap and gave it to Melian. Then he smiled at Lúthien. “So, how are you, our messer?”
Small elfling laughed. “Dady.”
The king smiled and stroked her head. “You small rebel.”
“I also dealt with meeting of dwarves ambassadors, while you were hunting.”
“They arrived already?”
“Arrived and left.”
“What did you tell them?”
“Me nothing, they just lost something necessary during the way, so they left inhurry to find it before your return, in hope you won’t find out.”
“OK, then I did hear nothing… what did they lose?”
Melian shrugged her shoulders. “Well, they feel bad about it, but better when no one else knows about it.”
“Of course.”
Melian went to get a towel and carefully dried small princess, while Thingol was holding her…

Whatever it was the dwarves lost, they found it at the borders in care of elves, they said nothing about it. They came to the palace and bowed to the elvenking, who did the same. Then he invited them to the table and to meeting. But before they reached there, the small princess came and with curiosity she ran towards the dwarves. Before Thingol or dwarves could notice anything, princess was holding one of them by his beards. And because they were holding well at the dwarf and she was small, she wanted to climb up.
Dwarf cried and began to jerk wildly, the princes was laughing and holding.
Poor dwarf was whimpering: “Not the beards, not the beards!” Other dwarves were watching with fascination and Thingol with shock.
Small princess wanted to held better so she caught a thin pigtail. But it was too thin and so just with her weight she ripped it off. The dwarf screamed and princess rolled away. The dwarf cursed in tradition of his people.
The princess stood up, pigtail in her hand, she returned to the dwarf and gave it to him saying: “You dropped something.”
The dwarves laughed and Thingol, well, he desired to be anywhere else, where he would be able to hit a wall with his head… twice.