[ Love. That is one thing that had always bound his family. A fierce loyalty to those loved. Madness had ended certain lives too soon and horribly. Had broken them to the point they could see no other way forward, if only to reach their goal.

But should any of his brothers come to Duplicity - or even, Eru forbid his father! Maglor knows he would be hard pressed not to find them the best person to contract with...and keep a sharp eye and ear on them in case that madness returned. ]

You are an excellent mate. Never doubt this.

[ He studies his hands when Thranduil tugs them up to look at them. The scars are still stark against pale skin, but no longer nearly as angry as they can be. ]

I can feel them again, thanks to your diligent care. They only hurt when I get lost in memory.