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maximwtf · 6 months

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“listlessness.”

Elrond x Reader

words: 2170

google docs pages: 4

warnings: Hurt with no comfort, death, griefing

opening: After your passing, Elrond tries to shake off the memories of you in every room of his house. Though, this task proves to be harder than he could have ever imagined.

AN// Reader can be any gender. I haven’t written a good old angst in a while, and I feel like this had to be done because of that. Went full on out with this, angst with absolutely no comfort :”D I used lyrics from this beautiful -> song

“listlessness.”

You’d fallen ill one day, and as much as you kept telling Elrond that you’d be fine, he kept fussing over you. Neither of you could figure out what was wrong, and your condition kept getting worse by the time wasted with no answers on how to help. Even when you had become bedridden, you kept telling the Lord of Rivendell that you’d bounce back up eventually, that if he just calmed down for a moment, things would get better. That of course never changed anything, his care for you combined with the mind of a healer didn’t allow him to get almost any rest at all as he fussed over you. It hurt to watch him be so worried, ignoring some of his duties while trying his best to find answers, to find a cure.

At some point guests and other elves had started to notice the way he had changed. You told him this, told him that people would find out about the secret the two of you had kept so well hidden for so long. You’d been courting him, silently and out of the picture since neither of you wanted to reveal it so suddenly, but took your time with it instead. Elrond’s children had their suspicions, but they kept it to themselves, having respect for their father and his relationships. But it was the guests and Elrond’s assistants and such that worried you, even when the mystery illness was bringing you down along with it. He heard your concerns, and as much as he worried about others finding out before it was the right time for it, he did not care. No secret he could have thought of was so important, as to surpass your wellbeing. That was of the utmost importance to him, had always been.

Time had started to pass in a weird pattern for you, sleeping had become such an important part of your day that it had begun to feel like it was the only thing you were able to do. Sometimes when you woke up, Elrond was there. He’d talk to you for as long as you were able to talk. Sometimes you tried to stay awake past your limits, but in those cases Elrond would stop the conversations. He was not stupid, and as much as he loved spending time with you, he was not going to allow you to harm yourself by talking to him. He would assure you that he’d be right back whenever you woke up again, leaving you to sleep.

This lasted for some time, Elrond visiting you while working and trying to find a cure. But internally the both of you knew that you didn’t have much time left. And if the cure didn’t magically appear, you wouldn’t make it for much longer. Either way it hurt Elrond to watch you suffer through every day, fighting with the small amounts of energy that you still had within you. You’d always been so strong. So in a way, he was glad. Glad, when he had entered the all too familiar room from the past months where he found you unresponsive. He silenced the spikes of grief in that moment with the thought of it being selfish. Selfish to miss you so, when he knew it was better this way if it had been him who had failed to find the cure. You could now rest at ease.

Maybe it was the whole of Rivendell, or perhaps it was just him. But everything felt silent, a colourless silence that had overtook the whole building, a feeling that followed the Lord of Rivendell wherever he went. Elrond continued to complete his duties as he had before, with the same care. But out of all the burdens that he had been through within his whole long life, this one’s weight was heavy. Heavier than he could have ever imagined. He had told himself in the past that he understood that you were a human, that you’d live a life that would pass fastly in his eyes. That if he was going to go further, to court you, he’d have to come to terms with that. And that was something you had asked for him to understand as well, knowing how important he was to Rivendell. But you had not lived the long life he had wished for you to have, the life that you had deserved to live. It’d been cut short, way too short.

There is still an empty shelf in the closet for your belongings

Time passed, just as it had when you’d still been there with him. And time would keep passing by, no matter how much he wished for it to stop. Stop, just for a moment to give him time to think. To give him a moment to sit down and process. That was what his inner mind craved for, but what he did instead was continue life. He tried to block off the feeling, keeping himself busy and keeping the thought in his mind that it would have been selfish for him to feel the way he wished he could. Would have you wanted for him to cry after you, to seem clingy for something that wasn’t there anymore?

But his attempts at that were most of the time useless. Every time he was left alone, with no duties to go complete, the thoughts and memories came back. You’d been with him every day, in the same house with him for so long. He hadn’t had the heart to throw away your belongings yet, he did not wish to touch them. They felt pure in a way as they were, the last person who had been in contact with them being you. Though he knew he should put them away. If not throw away then perhaps store them somewhere close to him. Maybe that seemed silly, foolish of him even.

He should have by now been used to loss. He’d seen many failed attempts with healing others, and this should have been just like that. But that was again what he kept telling himself.

One day he took it upon himself to empty the shelves in your shared quarters. He did end up saving the items, storing them away for he did not have the heart to get rid of them. The grief he hadn’t let wash over him was making him do it, whether he liked it or not. And Elrond let it. He had thought of asking for someone else to do it for him, but that felt wrong as well. He wanted to heal himself in a way, but that was not something he was used to. So he believed that doing this may have been the help he needed.

and space for you on the bed, still waiting

But that was not the only thing he wasn’t used to. With the countless memories he had with you in the house, in all of the rooms there was one that reminded him of you the most. Mornings and nights that used to be a comfort for him before entering another hectic day had now turned into something he wished he could avoid. The now half empty bed he had shared with you, the place that had taken you ages to get used to sharing even when Elrond had told you countless times that it was okay. That place was now strange without you there. Even giving it a look, not daring to lay down brought a nowadays familiar feeling to him. The burn that started from the back of his throat and then moved up to the back of his eyes and soon brought up tears, which he shook off every time.

waiting for you to silently press your head on my chest, when you can’t sleep

As many times as he tried, the tears always welled back up. Shaking them away never helped, and Elrond knew that. He had tried it multiple times, at the start- and at the end of every day since you had left and never did it work. But nevertheless he needed sleep. He could work as much as he wanted and try to ignore his emotions, but at some point he needed to stop and get some rest. It humoured Elrond to hear himself tell the patients he took care of to get some rest. That they’d feel better after that when he himself hadn’t slept in an unforgivable time. Elrond wasn’t one to self neglect, but the loss he was feeling was too much to bear in his sleep. He could go for a good long while before he felt the need to get any rest, but alas it still caught up to him.

So he still laid down, still tried to take care of himself. He did it because he knew that’s something you would have wanted him to do even if you weren’t there anymore. That was one of the rare thoughts that gave him peace of mind. Everything that used to be familiar and comforting on the bed was now gone.

Due to him not having to sleep as much as a human, he had never been a heavy sleeper. He woke up easily, which had never bothered him. Most of the time he’d simply been there for you, and enjoyed stirring awake to you cuddling up closer. It gave him a reason to not get up until you’d wake up again, a reason for his mind to stop thinking about all the duties he had to fulfil. He was occupied.

I’m missing you here, every day so much

Elrond knew people eventually started to notice his change, and if someone dared to ask him if he was alright, he insisted. Insisted that he would be fine, and that this was going to pass so there was no need to worry. At some point he even believed it himself. In his long lifetime he had seen and experienced so much, and he had learned to put his trust on time. As it passed, he had always begun to feel better as he moved on. Though, this sadness felt different, still just as heavy as before.

Elrond still kept on doing the routines he had followed before all this. He dined with his family, sometimes even had guests over to eat with him. Of course, word got around and at some point the people he had over also knew of what had happened. Not only did they know of your passing, but they had started to wonder why he cared so deeply about one mortal from all of the people Elrond had taken care of in his life. Of course at some point it started to be clear to them that he must have been courting you, but since neither of you hadn’t had the time to reveal it officially, none of his guests asked him about it. In this way, showing their respect for the man.

I’ll keep putting out a plate for you, even if you never came again

The chefs had stopped putting out a plate for you soon after your passing had been announced, though Elrond had not come to that realisation for a long time after. He used to have supper with you, alone. He’d made time for that every day, because he enjoyed the company you provided when there was no one else around. Sometimes the shared dinners became a little hectic, and as much as he did not mind it at all, he held it close to his heart whenever he saw you arrive at the shared table for supper.

So each time for supper he had found himself at that same table, putting out a plate for you. The first time he felt his heart ache, pull in different directions as he took a deep breath and collected the utensils away. By now, whenever he found himself repeating the same action he didn’t remove the plates. Maybe somewhere in his mind he was wishing you’d arrive back at some point, as foolish as that thought may have been.

I’m missing you here, every day so much

After all this time, after all his duties, he always found himself leaving his study and making his way outside. The house and all the rooms within it felt less homely than they ever had before. So his mind made him wander back into the gardens, where he sometimes sat for hours. A place where he could be alone, where he didn’t used to be alone. But even without your physical presence there, it somehow didn't feel as pressuring as the air in the house. The usually calm sigh he used to calm himself was shaky today. From stress and piled up grief. When the first tear rolled down his cheek, the warmth within him in that moment felt like it started to return the colours around him. Slowly, but they started to come back.

AN// I felt like I made this a little longer than necessary, but hopefully no one minds. Either way I feel like we need some more Elrond content here !

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eunoiaastralwings · 1 year

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I MADE IT

Can I request a fluff piece for my husband? Where Elrond and the reader have a lazy morning in bed cuddling? Or whatever comes to your brilliant mind 💞💞💞

Morning Bliss

featuring elrond x fem reader (elrond x maeve really)

fandom tolkien-the lord the rings

a/n just some fluff - it's very short I didn't know what else to write sorry :(

You smiled hazily as you were woken from your slumber with sweet kisses being peppered to your neck.

You giggled at the feel of your husband’s lips against your skin – waking you peaceful to the morning sun. You happily settled closer into Elrond’s arms – feeling safe and content.

It was a pure bliss to have him here in bed within the early morning to hold close to you – as he poured tender affection over you as if you were fragile and beautiful to him and you were – you were the most important person in his life.

He knew you felt the same – no words needed to be spoken between the two of you in the early morning sun – it was nice to simply hold each other lazily.

Thankfully Elrond didn’t need to be anywhere this morning – so happily lifted your arm and caressed his cheek, finally opening your eyes.

He was already smiling down at you – looking at you with utter adoration in his eyes.

“Morning, meleth nin. . .”

He whispered softly – his voice softly matching the atmosphere of the room.

“Morning, herven. . .” (husband).

You whispered back as you looked at with a soft smile.

Elrond pulled you closer – resting one hand on your mid-back and the other around your shoulder. He gently caressed your skin with his thumb.

Then – pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

“You look beautiful. . .I am forever the luckiest in whole of Arda you have in my arms as my wife.”

You giggled as he pressed another soft kiss to your nose.

“I am lucky too, Elrond – for I have you, my dear husband.”

You made snuggled closer to him – you pressed the softest of kisses to his lips.

He smiled into the kiss and kissed you back with tenderness – so soft and slow, savoring the sweet moment.

“You are not needed this morning?”

You asked – to make sure.

“I’m only needed her, my love – in your arms!”

“Good.”

You giggled and happily pulled your leg over hip and snuggled into his chest.

Elrond laughed softly and pressed another kiss to your lips.

“The day is off for me – Erestor and Lindir taking care of things more me!”

You rejoiced at those words.

“That’s wonderful!”

You cheered and decided to pull back and let him snuggle into you – caressing his hair.

“Then – I shall take care of you today, my love.”

Elrond smiled – you could feel it by the way his lips stretched against your skin.

“I would dearly love that, bessig. . .” (honey).

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bard-of-the-north1 · 11 months

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Elrond : Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys.

Elros : No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap!

Maglor: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!!

Maedhros: Lmao self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting.

Elrond : If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

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thirstyelrond · 2 years

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Having many thoughts

“The same might be said of The Rings Of Power’s other familiar names. Elrond Half-elven, as we met him in Jackson’s trilogy, was a wise if slightly world-weary Elf-leader played by Hugo Weaving. The younger version we meet in The Rings Of Power, 1,000-or-so years old (a proper Millennial), is “much more acerbic, with a willingness to step into the unknown,” says the man who plays him, Game Of Thrones alum Robert Aramayo.” From the empire magazine

I love the new Elrond definitely but I do have some concerns like they’re changing a lot of stuff which I get cause it’s an adaptation and they never stick to the book materials.

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babe-bombadil · 6 months

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Please reblog for bigger sample size because this is very important information

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festeringsilence · 5 months

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Some Elrond doodles I did during my short vacation ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ His outfits are just gorgeous<33

#elrond #lotr #lord of the rings #the silmarillion #the hobbit #tolkien #hugo weaving #my art

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thethirdtreeofvalinor · 1 year

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elrond sipping his tea: how nice of you to join me for breakfast, thranduil. it’s certainly been a while hasn’t it. you remember bilbo, the hobbit from like seventy years ago? he has a kid now. i know you would just love frodo

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thranduil: elrond, where’s my son

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thesummerestsolstice · 15 days

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I love how the entrance to Rivendell is shown in the Hobbit movies– the path is clearly enchanted; the geography is wonky, and the passage only shows up when Thorin & co really need to escape danger.

I feel like this is just how Rivendell works– there are no set pathways in and out of the valley, strange corridors and hidden passages to it just show up when and where they're needed. People who have been to Rivendell before can usually find their way back pretty easily, but even they usually can't explain exactly how they got there. Only the residents of Rivendell can reliably lead others to the valley– and Galadriel, because she's Galadriel. It usually takes Gandalf a while to find the path. He's convinced Elrond just like messing with him.

This is very much Elrond channeling his inner Melian. Doriath was extremely hard to get into, but in the normal fairy way where you just get lost in the woods endlessly if you're not welcome, and the forest parts for you if you are. Elrond saw that and decided to spice things up a little for his realm. You know, some impossible rock formations, a few very strange trees, landscaping that is vaguely beyond mortal comprehension, all that.

Rivendell's residents think it's great. Most outsiders think it's a little creepy.

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silmarillion-ways-to-die · 22 days

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#elrond #elrond peredhel #council of elrond #my dad is a planet #and my mother is a bird #tolkien #jrr tolkien #silmarillion #lord of the rings #the hobbit #lotr #lotr rop #lotr trop #lotr memes #fantasy #tolkien memes #silmamemes #silmarillion memes

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eldamaranquendi · 8 months

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Elrond by Rene Gross

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maximwtf · 1 year

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“injured but survived.”

Elrond x Elven Warrior reader

words: 1855

google docs pages: 4

warnings: mentions of being injured, mentions of blood/wounds

opening: Your patrol returns but they come back without you. Your group explains to Elrond that the group had been surprised by orcs and that you had told the others to leave.

AN// Reader uses He/him

“injured but survived”

The orcs had totally surprised you and your group. There weren’t enough of you to take them all down, and you being the leader, you had to make the final decision on what you were going to do. You could see your fellow warriors try to fight the orcs off but it was clear that you would lose if this went on any longer. You bit your teeth together for a moment, frustrated with the way this was going to play out. With a deep breath you shouted out the command. “Ndanmē! (Retreat) Go back to Imladris.” You shouted out, hoping that they would turn their horses immediately and leave. You didn’t want to risk the whole group getting killed if most of it had a chance to survive and get back alive. The elves from your patrol group looked at you for a moment but none of them said anything against your command. “Go!” You shouted again while turning your horse the other way. You took a deep breath and began to lead the orcs the other way, so the rest had a chance to retreat back.

The group returned back to the entrance where Elrond was waiting with Lindir. His gaze counted the amount of horses that had returned but it was clear that one was missing. He didn’t see you anywhere. “Where is your leader?” He asked, not showing the concern brewing within him. “Sir, he commanded us to retreat. We got surprised by orcs and there were too many of them for us.” One of the elves started. “He led the orcs away so we could return.” Another warrior continued. Elrond went quiet for a moment and before he was able to reply a white horse came through the entrance and ran towards the group that had just entered as well. “Y/n’s horse!” The elven warrior at the back exclaimed while pointing at the horse. Elrond moved his gaze to the horse, and to his horror the horse was truly yours but you weren’t on it anymore. “Send out a bigger patrol, search the area you were in and bring back Y/n. I’ll be joining the patrol myself as well.” Elrond the said after thinking the situation through. As he began to walk back to get ready for the search, Lindir took your horse and led the elves from your group to the stables.

Elrond put on his armor and got on his horse. There was now a greater number of warriors than before, all waiting for him. “Kill all the orcs that come across us and find Y/n!” He called out the command for the patrol group before tapping his calves to the horse's sides to get it to move, determined to find you alive. He had known you for thousands of years, and you knew all the secret passages back to Imladris, but he was still internally concerned. Why hadn't you returned yet? Had you gotten hurt?

It was already getting late, and the patrol had found the orcs that had surprised your patrol group, but they couldn’t find you. Elrond didn’t expect you to be out in the open either way, you wene’t that foolish. But they couldn’t find you even in the few hideouts around the place where you had been separated from your group. Elrond could see that the warriors were getting tired of this as well so he called off the patrol. He led them back to Imladris, and let them rest for the night. He himself stayed awake, patrolling the entrance with his gaze. He couldn't find it in him to allow himself to rest. He refused to believe that you had fallen in a battle like that. You weren’t the kind of person to give up so easily. And the knowledge of that kept a flame of hope aflame within him.

Whilst in his thoughts, you were struggling to make your way back home. You limped through one of the secret passages, leaning against the rocky walls to rest for a while. You wiped some blood off of your face, spitting some out at the same time. Your whole body ached but you weren’t about to give up. You had made it this far and you were going to make it back home as well. You lifted yourself off of the rocky wall and began limping forward, gritting your teeth with every step. The air was colder than during the day and it was dark already. Anyone else would have been frightened in the murky tunnel as they couldn’t see anything in the darkness of the passage, but you had been here multiple times and knew the turns of these tunnels by memory by now. You could hear the waterfalls of Imladris at the end of the tunnel and that meant that you weren’t too far away.

You continued limping, ignoring the pain almost every step caused. The orcs had really beaten you up badly, but you weren’t made out of rotten wood and couldn’t be beaten to death that easily. While biting your teeth together you took a couple more steps and the sounds of the waterfalls got even louder. You had made it home.

By limping forward, you slowly appeared from the darkness of the entrance. You walked past the two soldier statues that were guarding the entrance from intruders, collapsing onto the hard ground after getting past them. You cursed under your breath for how weak you must have looked right now, laying in the middle of the circle that you and your group had been meant to return to earlier that day. You tried to get up and walk forward, at least up the stairs, but it was no use. There was no energy left and you had sustained so many injuries while fighting off the orcs that it was no wonder you were so tired. Falling asleep then and there felt like a bessing.

While laying there, someone had noticed you. You didn’t hear them hurry towards your form because of the haze you were in. Elrond had noticed that someone had gone through the entrance and collapsed on the ground, having no doubts about it being you. He ran down the stairs and kneeled after getting closer to you. “Do not move.” Was all that he said before picking you up. You were going in and out of consciousness at this point, and because of this you had mostly no idea of what was going on.

Elrond carried you to his quarters, laying your body on to the bed carefully, not to cause any more pain. The lord of Rivendell didn’t dare to say anything so you wouldn’t start talking, you needed all the energy possible to recover from this. Even if he has multiple thoughts running through his head, wanting to be said out loud. The elf examined most of your wounds quickly and began to heal them. Carefully he tended all of your wounds that he could, wrapping them up after he was done.

Elrond mixed a drink out of athelas and other pain relieving herbs, offering it to you carefully. “Try to get this down.” His gentle voice came through the haze as he tilted your head up a little so you wouldn’t choke. Knowing you'd only recently come back to consciousness while he'd been tending to you. Just seconds after the liquid hit your mouth you began to couch. It tasted horrible and because of your state you didn’t realise how important it was that you just pushed it down either way. Only, the coughing brought back the aches from earlier, making you close your mouth and turn away to wait for the pain to fade. “Y/n, please try.” Elrond mumbled mostly to himself, knowing that you couldn’t understand him at the moment. He propped your head further back, making sure all the liquid went down to ease the pain you were in. He knew you would have taken it without a word if only you were a little more aware of the situation, but he had patience.

Minutes and hours passed, but Elrond didn’t take his eyes off of you. He had stayed up the whole night before you had arrived and even after tending your wounds he had stayed by your side. Watching over you as you slept, mind resting at last.

In the early hours of the morning you began to wake up. Stirring through the unconsciousness, you opened your eyes though having to close them almost straight afterwards because of the light you weren’t used to. You fought the urge to fall back asleep and pushed your eyes open even though your whole body was telling you otherwise. “Where am I?” You mumbled while trying to look around. For some reason your side sent waves of pain through your whole body every time you tried to move in any way. You saw someone turn towards you after hearing your whines. “You’re safe. You made it back home.” A familiar voice spoke up gently. A wave of relief washed over you, knowing you'd succeeded in your mission. Your gaze moved to look at the man speaking, only now fully realising that it was Elrond. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, and because of that you didn’t dare to say anything else. Elrond only looked at you, a mixed look on his face. He wanted to explain how worried and displeased he was with you and tell you how foolish it had been to send the other back here and possibly sacrifice yourself, but that would have been selfish. Those thoughts came from a place of care towards you, not a place of leadership. He understood why you had done what you did back there. And if you had seen it as the only safe option, that was what he believed as well. He had seen you lead others, and he knew you would never in your right mind send others to danger if you knew you were going to lose. “You fought well, you made it back alive even with these wounds and a couple broken ribs.” Elrond finally spoke up, tone still calm.

His response took a weight off your shoulders, he wasn’t mad at you. You had rarely seen him mad but it was not a side you wanted to get on. “You were worried?” You teased him, even with the numbed pain you were in. “I knew you were alive, you just took longer to come back than I had anticipated.” Elrond replied calmly, mixing another drink for you from athelas. “You wanna try it and see which one of us would be faster?” You said, hiding a whine of pain by biting your teeth together after moving the wrong way. “There is no need for that, Y/n” Elrond kept his composure calm as he turned to you with a full glass. “Drink this.” He said straight after, ending the previous conversation. You furrowed your brows a little. “What’s in it?” You asked as you took the glass in your hands. “What do you assume?” Elrond tilted his head a little before sitting down on the chair that was next to the bed. You looked at Elrond and the glass a couple times before throwing your best guess. “Athelas?” Elrond nodded. “Correct.” You took a sip of the drink, tasting the bad flavour yet again, only this time you didn’t couch it up. You knew you had to drink it if you wanted to feel better. “How long will I be bed bound?” You asked after finishing the cup with a quick disgusted look. “Longer if you keep moving. The bones need a while to get back together but the wounds shouldn’t take too long to heal.” Elrond replied before standing up. “Now rest, dear Y/n. I’ll bring you food soon.” He said and exited the room, leaving you with the comfort of his bed and the sunlight of the morning.

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