[ it takes him a moment to realize which duke, and isn't that silly, even he's on a first-name basis with romain, unearned as it is. she looks sickly and awful, and he's inclined to offer her something to drink, but she holds tight to him and he doesn't feel the need to deprive her of what comfort his presence provides.
he exhales, his shoulders lose a little of that stiffness, but he's mindful to not shrug her off. ]
You are a woman grown, [ he agrees. for a man, she is of the appropriate age, and for the most part, she takes care of herself as a high-bred lady ought to. ]
Have you been sleeping? [ thranduil asks. ] Eating?
[ he hasn't seen her, hasn't imposed his presence on her; doesn't know. ought to know, wants to know. ]
no subject
he exhales, his shoulders lose a little of that stiffness, but he's mindful to not shrug her off. ]
You are a woman grown, [ he agrees. for a man, she is of the appropriate age, and for the most part, she takes care of herself as a high-bred lady ought to. ]
Have you been sleeping? [ thranduil asks. ] Eating?
[ he hasn't seen her, hasn't imposed his presence on her; doesn't know. ought to know, wants to know. ]
What happened?