Summary
"Are you going to tell me what's bothering you, or are we just never going to talk again?" he asked finally, as they crested the Calacirya, and sprawling Alqualondë came into view, rainbow beaches glittering in the noonday sun. Even from there they could hear singing rising from the docks. Elwing took a breath. "I don't know," she said finally. "Am I ever going to see you again?"