‘What is this I hear, young Telchar?’ asked Naugladur. ‘You named one of those caves you discovered “Tinuviel’s bower”?’
Telchar had been busy scouring a large deep dish with pewterwort. The king’s sudden entry had taken him by surprise.
‘Ah, but you have not seen the cave yet, your Majesty,’ he said warmly. ‘It is truly deserving of the name. Fluted columns rise up like slender tree trunks for the princess to dance among and crystals gleam like the stars in her eyes.’
‘That is not quite…,’ began Naugladur, frowning.
And Telchar, abashed, remembered the king had never seen Luthien.