[He is sorry that he has to pain his son so. That he is demanding him take up the burden of kingship... He bows his head, looking down looking into depths of his wineglass. The dark liquid offered no answers and only served to remind him of all the blood that he had seen spilled. With a small grimace, he set the glass down and moved to stand next to Legolas. He would not drape himself along the railing as his son might, but stood tall and silent as he gazed out over the cavern.

Being called ada by his son, brought a soft smile to his lips. He knew his son would not usually use the phrase as it was childish as he himself would soon bear the phrase off Ferion's lips.]

I understand your reluctance ion nin I too took up the burden of a crown with heavy heart. At least this is not a separation of sorrow, but one of joy. You have found your happiness here in Middle Earth. It just so happens mine lies elsewhere.

They say the best kings are the reluctant ones, for they weigh their decisions carefully and are not swift to act in was that would harm their people. Just promise me that you will not become too marred in your reluctance that you cannot move freely into a brighter world.