A long sigh and Maglor presses a sad kiss to Fingon's head.
"So. I thought so, considering where this injury is. Ah little cousin. We missed you so. Maedhros is here, as you thought - he took it especially hard, for he felt if he had not pressed us all into the Union..."
He shakes his head slowly and moves to sit with his cousin, having done all he can without decent supplies for the head injury.
"But at the same time..." He says lowly. "I am glad you died when you did, so that you did not have to see what we all became."
He forces a smile and nods. "Yes. Elrond is his name - Idril had a son, Earendil, who wed the princess of Doriath, one Elwing by name. He is wise and kind, I think you will like him."
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"So. I thought so, considering where this injury is. Ah little cousin. We missed you so. Maedhros is here, as you thought - he took it especially hard, for he felt if he had not pressed us all into the Union..."
He shakes his head slowly and moves to sit with his cousin, having done all he can without decent supplies for the head injury.
"But at the same time..." He says lowly. "I am glad you died when you did, so that you did not have to see what we all became."
He forces a smile and nods. "Yes. Elrond is his name - Idril had a son, Earendil, who wed the princess of Doriath, one Elwing by name. He is wise and kind, I think you will like him."