{He is humbled by the offer and the flush of color on his cheeks says that he is pleased. Xingchen had been right to hope.}

I will keep you and your husband safe. No one will tear this home apart on my watch, either.

{He frees his hand only to wrap his arm around the Man, drawing him against his side.}

You have suffered, I know, but your trials are over.

{Thranduil presses his lips to Xingchen's brow to seal his words. They are a promise. He will do all he can to make sure this remains a place of healing.}