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as the other wept into his arms , the elf hesitated briefly———unbeknownst whether to speak , support , or simply 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 . after a moment , lithe arms wrapped around the monarch's form . a warm , tight embrace . »
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〝⠀𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 me⠀....⠀forgive me of my trespasses⠀....⠀as i have been robbed of such dignity .⠀〞
𝒂𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 slumped against thranduil in a sudden moment of weakness , arms curled in against his chest , akin to a sleeping babe in utero
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