[Thranduil turns at the sound of the cooing child. It is a delightful noise. One he longed to hear but feared he never would.]
Glass nín le achened,ion nin.
[And he truly was happy to see Legolas and his grandson, clearing the distance between them in only a few strides so that he might gaze upon the child.]
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Glass nín le achened,ion nin.
[And he truly was happy to see Legolas and his grandson, clearing the distance between them in only a few strides so that he might gaze upon the child.]
He is beautiful.