If you could have the luxury of setting aside the burden of the crown for a day, how would you spend that day?
Valar hear you!
First, I’d sleep in. Just me, my bed, the wind, and the birds. A High King need his beauty sleep, this glow doesn't happens naturally. 🌅✨
Next, a spa escape. 🛁🌿 Mud baths, massages, and cucumbers for the eyes. If I’m forced to dress like a golden beacon, I might as well live like one. (Galadriel, I’m booking you one too, no arguments.)
Then, I’d conquer again the flambé: probably dessert, because setting sugar on fire feels like justice. 🔥 (Elrond, keep the fire extinguisher outside. It’s called drama, not disaster.)
For the afternoon? Zumba! Picture it: me, in full workout gear, salsa-ing circles around the council. They’ll never recover. Vengeance, sweat vengeance. 💃✨
Finally, I’d steal borrow my herald’s hammock, write in peace, and let the stars of Elbereth whisper, “Not yet,” when retirement tempts me. 🌌