I know you worry for my brother- you may find him here in the forest with Fingon, Sansa, and myself. You are always welcome here. I was thinking of expanding the house.
I am relieved he is with you. {Maglor responds so much better to Maedhros.} Do not hesitate to call on me either. He is important - as are you and Fingon. I pray he finds peace above all.
His spirit is stronger than he realizes. {And kinder too. That's why little Peredhels can sneak their way into his heart.}
I do too...in part. {He won't say the Silmarils are like Sauron's Ring. But that attraction - that allure - is very hard to resist. His ancestor had failed and he had come close to giving in himself.}
I know. I cannot blame him. I only hope the fog lifts from his mind.
I had a number of little brothers, and young cousins long before Elrond and Elros came around. I would hope I would know a thing or two about finding those under my care when they need me most.
{...those under my care... Aragorn never thought he would hear those words from Maedhros. He opens and closes his mouth, brow furrowing. What is the right thing to say?
Thank you? No, that seems...too detached.}
I am under your care? {There is far too much awe in his voice for it to be anything but a hopeful question.}
{He has to sit down, which isn't common for him in the least. In the past, he has heard bad news and good news and remained standing, yet this strikes his heart. Family is dear to Aragorn - no matter how distant - and he craves acceptance (even as he runs from it sometimes).}
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