#FingonOrOrodreth?

[askereiniongilgalad]

Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo, high king! *Curtseys*

So, i can’t help but wonder, who’s your father? Tolkein gave three diffrent answers for this in his books, and I was wondering which was accurate, (if any). Is it Fingon, Finrod, Orodreth, or someone/something else?

Nai elen siluva lyenna. Inclines head regally.

The question of my parentage, a mystery so profound that even the Valar might sigh, exchange glances, and mutter, “Please, not this again.”

Is it Fingon, you wonder? Orodreth? Finrod? Or perhaps I was simply born of starlight and woven from the whispers of the wind and the stars? (Ah, yes, THAT is poetic.) 🌌✨ 💫

You see, when you’re the High King of the Noldor, you quickly learn that a little mystery is good for the image. What is a king without intrigue, after all? The council has begged me to clarify, of course, something about ‘historical accuracy’ and ‘setting an example.’ But honestly? I find the speculation far too entertaining to end. 🍿

Picture this: I walk into a room, and the whispers start almost immediately. “Is that Fingon’s son?” someone asks. “No, no,” says another, “he’s definitely Orodreth’s!” Meanwhile, there I am, sipping my tea, pretending I haven’t heard a thing, but really, I’m laughing inside. ☕👑💅

Now, let’s be real for a second (don’t blink, you’ll miss it), the truth is: I’ve always believed a king’s worth isn’t determined by his lineage, but by his deeds. Who cares if my father was a mighty warrior, a wise ruler, or just really good at standing dramatically in the wind? The real question is: how flawlessly do I wear this crown? (Spoiler: So flawlessly, even the Valar take notes. You’re welcome.  👑✨🔥)

Of course, the whispers continue. If it were Fingon, one might say he’d be proud of the way I’ve carried his strength and courage into my rule. If it were Orodreth, I think he’d smile at how I’ve balanced wisdom with unshakable resolve. And if it were Finrod—well, he’d probably want credit for my undeniable charm. 😏💖

In the end, I am who I am: leader of the Noldor, protector of Lindon and wearer of gold (sometimes a bit too much gold, if we’re being honest). Whether my origins are woven from starlight or bound by bloodlines, my legacy is mine to define.

With warmth (and a little bit of starlight 🌟) Gil-galad 🌌✨

[ghost-of-morrowbright]

@askereiniongilgalad tackles THAT question with his trademark elegance, humor, and incredible style.

Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo, high king! *Curtseys*

So, i can’t help but wonder, who’s your father? Tolkein gave three diffrent answers for this in his books, and I was wondering which was accurate, (if any). Is it Fingon, Finrod, Orodreth, or someone/something else?

Nai elen siluva lyenna. Inclines head regally.

The question of my parentage, a mystery so profound that even the Valar might sigh, exchange glances, and mutter, “Please, not this again.”

Is it Fingon, you wonder? Orodreth? Finrod? Or perhaps I was simply born of starlight and woven from the whispers of the wind and the stars? (Ah, yes, THAT is poetic.) 🌌✨ 💫

You see, when you’re the High King of the Noldor, you quickly learn that a little mystery is good for the image. What is a king without intrigue, after all? The council has begged me to clarify, of course, something about ‘historical accuracy’ and ‘setting an example.’ But honestly? I find the speculation far too entertaining to end. 🍿

Picture this: I walk into a room, and the whispers start almost immediately. “Is that Fingon’s son?” someone asks. “No, no,” says another, “he’s definitely Orodreth’s!” Meanwhile, there I am, sipping my tea, pretending I haven’t heard a thing, but really, I’m laughing inside. ☕👑💅

Now, let’s be real for a second (don’t blink, you’ll miss it), the truth is: I’ve always believed a king’s worth isn’t determined by his lineage, but by his deeds. Who cares if my father was a mighty warrior, a wise ruler, or just really good at standing dramatically in the wind? The real question is: how flawlessly do I wear this crown? (Spoiler: So flawlessly, even the Valar take notes. You’re welcome.  👑✨🔥)

Of course, the whispers continue. If it were Fingon, one might say he’d be proud of the way I’ve carried his strength and courage into my rule. If it were Orodreth, I think he’d smile at how I’ve balanced wisdom with unshakable resolve. And if it were Finrod—well, he’d probably want credit for my undeniable charm. 😏💖

In the end, I am who I am: leader of the Noldor, protector of Lindon and wearer of gold (sometimes a bit too much gold, if we’re being honest). Whether my origins are woven from starlight or bound by bloodlines, my legacy is mine to define.

With warmth (and a little bit of starlight 🌟) Gil-galad 🌌✨