[ Any less stubborn and Maglor wouldn't have been so well caught in his web. As it is, his thoughts turn often to Thranduil. Both waking...and resting. He doesn't deny it.
And it's nice to walk hand in hand, fingers laced together. The nuzzle has him flush and duck his head as he puts the meager meal away for later. It makes him feel warm...right along with the knowledge Thranduil is thinking of him.
It barely takes a minute before everything is back in place and he turns to lead the way back outside. ]
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And it's nice to walk hand in hand, fingers laced together. The nuzzle has him flush and duck his head as he puts the meager meal away for later. It makes him feel warm...right along with the knowledge Thranduil is thinking of him.
It barely takes a minute before everything is back in place and he turns to lead the way back outside. ]
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