7. Fingon hides things in plain sight
His hair was an ever-changing work of art.
As a child, it had been too short to style, and so it went unbound until his mother was finally able to put in a small ponytail.
As a youth, he wavered between the braids of a squire and those of a student, grimacing when his sister teased him about his future choice.
After his majority, his path was simply that of a prince, and so were his plaits.
With the death of his father years later he began to wear the interweaved and overly decorative king-braids, and no matter how long his hair was, he always made sure that it was pristine.
And from the moment that he met his cousin Maitimo, there were two little lover's braids tucked behind the rest.