Gothmog
Lord of Balrogs
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They came a few timid steps further into the room, and began to bow low, feeling strangely surprised and awkward, like folk that, knocking at a cottage door to beg for a drink of water, have been answered by a fair young ELF-QUEEN clad in living flowers.
I am Goldberry, daughter of the River.