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[elegiaque]

( hardie takes the opportunity to circle the room, and butt his head up against flint's leg on the presumption that he would never turn up here empty-handed, he knows what's up. gwenaëlle, observing this with some amusement (her dog is spoiled, and not just by her), allows, distracted— )

I'm prepared to consider it.

[katabasis]

[(There is, predictably, a piece of smoked and dried pork in it for Hardie.)]

We were discussing how far your sword arm's come. In light of which, I'm prepared to surrender without much of a fight. [He falls back a step from Thranduil accordingly, though it's to remove the book from under his arm and offer it to Gwenaëlle. Ecclesiastical essays.] Courtesy of the new archivist.

[rowancrowned]

( thranduil peers over to try and catch the title. that done, he looks to his wife, and smiles. )

I am pleased to hear that.

( no 'beloved', no 'my lady', but his smile is warm all the same, if without the depths that privacy would allow him to reach. )