That was fine. He'd just keep poking and prodding until Maglor caved and gave them what they both craved. France kept his arms loosely around the elf then, just enjoying the contact.
"They are safe." He...didn't bother responding to where he belonged. Centuries ago, milennia ago, he'd have agreed. When he was still so new to nationhood and the memories of his old self were so powerful still when he slept.
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Date: 2015-03-16 01:12 pm (UTC)"They are safe." He...didn't bother responding to where he belonged. Centuries ago, milennia ago, he'd have agreed. When he was still so new to nationhood and the memories of his old self were so powerful still when he slept.