"It needn't be brief," Thranduil says, and who could he be thinking of other than his own lady. "We are not suited to briefness."
As Legolas had told him, even her own granddaughter had been granted more than a handful of decades of knowing her beloved. As Solas is more their kin than not, they ought to hold onto that hope and that time with both hands.
"'Tolerate'," Thranduil says, dismissive. "I hope Celeborn's stupidity is not a weight about your neck in this."
Leaving your spouse, when they were hale and whole and beside you. Choosing to be apart from them. It sounds and feels like a betrayal. But Celeborn could always be a fool, and Legolas had never lied to him before, possibly incapable of it. That anyone could leave Galadriel astonishes even his most cynical of hearts.
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As Legolas had told him, even her own granddaughter had been granted more than a handful of decades of knowing her beloved. As Solas is more their kin than not, they ought to hold onto that hope and that time with both hands.
"'Tolerate'," Thranduil says, dismissive. "I hope Celeborn's stupidity is not a weight about your neck in this."
Leaving your spouse, when they were hale and whole and beside you. Choosing to be apart from them. It sounds and feels like a betrayal. But Celeborn could always be a fool, and Legolas had never lied to him before, possibly incapable of it. That anyone could leave Galadriel astonishes even his most cynical of hearts.