Maglor Makalaure Canafinwe Feanorion (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bythewaves) wrote2015-01-20 02:00 am
bythewaves) wrote2015-01-20 02:00 am
{Maedhros returns the smile. It's good to see the madness eased toward the back of his brother's mind.}
Your best is always good enough. She does well. Shall I fetch some of her lemon tarts for you and Lord Ciel?
Your best is always good enough. She does well. Shall I fetch some of her lemon tarts for you and Lord Ciel?
[ Something flickers briefly through his eyes at that, there and gone,
But you left me anyway
Banished by thoughts of Sansa, for now ]
Ciel would like that, I think. [ Maglor nods ] He has a sweet tooth, which is not surprising, considering his actual age!
But you left me anyway
Banished by thoughts of Sansa, for now ]
Ciel would like that, I think. [ Maglor nods ] He has a sweet tooth, which is not surprising, considering his actual age!
{It's seen anyway and Maedhros tightens his hold on his brother, dropping a kiss to the top of his head. He has many regrets, and what he did to Maglor is at the top.}
Then I will bring a platter. And some food, perhaps we could all have dinner together soon? At the Manor.
Then I will bring a platter. And some food, perhaps we could all have dinner together soon? At the Manor.
That would be good, I think. Ciel should not be alone.
He told me you could stay in the Manor too, if you wanted.
[ Maglor leans against him ]
But I told him that you wanted to stay where you and Fingon and Sansa had a home.
[ Maglor leans against him ]
But I told him that you wanted to stay where you and Fingon and Sansa had a home.
{Maedhros will shelter his family as much as he can.}
Just as you cannot leave Ciel alone, I cannot leave Sansa alone. But perhaps, with the Earl's permission, we might both spend some nights at the Manor.
Just as you cannot leave Ciel alone, I cannot leave Sansa alone. But perhaps, with the Earl's permission, we might both spend some nights at the Manor.
Mm. I would have come home, I promise... but Vincent is gone, as is Sebastian. I know Ciel is strong, but I dislike him being alone. I do not think he will mind if you do - he is kinder than he credits himself.
{Maedhros ruffles his brother's hair, fond.}
I know, Kano. We will protect him together. Both of them.
I know, Kano. We will protect him together. Both of them.
[ Maglor leans into the ruffle with a content hum ]
Thank you, Nelyo.
Thank you, Nelyo.
{Followed by fingers gently threading through and smoothing the hair back into place.}
You are welcome.
You are welcome.
[ Maglor sighs in content, Luin snuggled in his lap and his brother by his side? He has everything he needs, right now. ]
{Maedhros is content in the moment. He has his brother, and two sweet little Fire Lizards. Finno settles on his shoulders, nuzzling into his favorite nest, Maedhros' hair.}
This is late and I ask your forgiveness. I do not know quite how to apologize for my...silly...selfish behavior. As a child, I was...sheltered. I thought the world was in the palm of my hand. I rarely thought of anyone but myself.
(Her cheeks are red and her head is bowed.)
(Her cheeks are red and her head is bowed.)
Hello little firebird. [ He smiles back gently ]
There is no need for apology - I did not mind. You were young, and charming in your own way.
There is no need for apology - I did not mind. You were young, and charming in your own way.
(His kindness gives her relief from the knots in her stomach. She recalls him being nothing but polite to her younger self, but even so...
She had been awful back then.)
You are too kind. Charming is not the word I would use. Spoiled, perhaps, and gullible.
She had been awful back then.)
You are too kind. Charming is not the word I would use. Spoiled, perhaps, and gullible.
Ah well. Spoiled you certainly were, but I cannot blame that on you, can I? And you were sweet, Sansa - the frightened youngling trying so hard to be brave.
Without knowing your family I would not know! There are many ways a child might become so. And you were young, Sansa, a dreamer. I would rather your dreams had stayed bright, rather than the cruel reality I know you had to face!
My family was good. If you met my siblings, you would see they have always been more like I am now. (Except for Arya, but she had been so young when last they saw one another.) Thank you, Uncle, I know you mean that from your heart. The sad part is, if I had not experienced my woes, Westeros would have killed me.
This way, I can survive.
This way, I can survive.
The One, they say, draws straight with crooked lines. Who can tell where their life will lead? I am grateful, Sansa, that as terrible as your road has been, that it was not without it's joy, and you have endured it.
It might be, but it never does to look too far ahead. And here I think, you had your chance to catch your breath, which is needful.
[ Tonika has left a bouquet of flowers at his doorstep.
They're a shiny mix of gladioluses, larkspurs, irises, and statice, slightly iced over and therefore not destined for a long life. The footprints that would have led to his doorstep have dusted over in the snow, and therefore, the identity of the deliverer is completely unknown.
However, a single card says - From Kurama's Flower Shop ]
They're a shiny mix of gladioluses, larkspurs, irises, and statice, slightly iced over and therefore not destined for a long life. The footprints that would have led to his doorstep have dusted over in the snow, and therefore, the identity of the deliverer is completely unknown.
However, a single card says - From Kurama's Flower Shop ]
[ Maglor bends, surprised, for he had not thought that any would bring him flowers, and he smiles at the assortment, brushing the ice from them gently. In case the giver is nearby he raises his voice clearly, before turning to go back inside ]
Thank you!
Thank you!
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