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[bythewaves]

My apologies for my absence
The wind may wander as it wills, and so betimes do I
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[bythewaves]

A startled pause - it is unlike Alice to initiate such contact, and Maglor debates for a long, long moment before deciding that she needs it, and bending, he folds her in his arms, ever so briefly, pressing a kiss to her forehead before letting her go.

(He would hold her close and shut out the world, but it would only distress her, he knows)

[digophelia]

He would assume correctly; Alice had tensed from the initial display of affection, sinking her shoulders as soon as she's freed. It's her way of saying "thank you", since words seem to be lost on Alice at the moment. It's bedtime for Alice, who is dead on her feet, that she reluctantly staggers towards the stairs. She was going to say something else to him, perhaps a "goodnight" or verbalize her gratitude.

There is silence.

Alice just turning to him, as her dark hair falls into her face.

Unfortunately, Alice will not be coming out of her room for a few days after this.

[bythewaves]

He will be there for her - bringing a meal up and leaving it at the door. Singing for her when the nightmares get too much. Waiting, quiet and patient, as he did once for Elrond and Elros, terrified and so very angry.