Finrod sits on his throne in the centre of the raised dais, with Celegorm and Curufin, who has little Tyelpë, who's currently fast asleep, cradled in his arms, sitting slightly behind him on either side. The rest of his courtiers are sat in raised seating around the rest of the room.

Whilst Finrod goes through the agenda for the meeting, Celegorm and Curufin are quietly making note of people who look like they are considering hurting Finrod. At one point, Celegorm leans over to Curufin.

Curufin: "How many have you counted? I've spotted at least 7 so far."

Celegorm: "I've counted 5, plus the man over there who looks like he wants to steal the crown for himself."

The two glance at Finrod, who is oblivious to any negative intentions, and is wearing his full stately dress, along with a lot of jewelery, all of which was made by Curufin.

Curufin: "He's too trusting... We may have to take matters into our own hands again..."

Celegorm: "Yes... We may have to..."

After the meeting, once all three have returned to the family quarters of the palace, Finrod corners them.

Finrod: "Please tell me that you aren't plotting murders again? If you kill everything that wants to hurt me, I wouldn't have a court anymore..."