[ Each touch is stunning. Maglor curls an arm around his beloved's waist, fingers playing with the chains. The cute crab gets a smile too - he likes all of his husband's rescues and visitors. ]

I look forward to placing them in my rooms.

[ He flushes at being told Thranduil always thinks of him, and the question has him shake his head and press a kiss to the side of his husband's head. ]

No. Our minds and hearts are linked. You are rarely far from my thoughts as well.