Taken by Surprise
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The preparations had been made in haste for his guests’ arrival. It was long since Elrond’s children had been babes; it took an effort to recall what children liked, other than familiar objects and bright colours. A vase of cheerful marigolds and a burnt orange rug might make the room look more welcoming and a blue blanket for the child’s cot.
A servant announced. “Lady Gilraen and her son are here.”
His keen eyes took in a young woman, of dignified demeanour and sorrowful gaze, carrying a little boy. The child opened drowsy eyes and smiled. Elrond’s heart was lost.
I love having you on my list.