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[The feed comes on sideways, and gives a good view of a big black nose. Bryndis, loyal to her master, has found some way to turn on Kìli’s dropped locket. There’s a brief snuffle from the pup and she draws back to her master’s side, who is lying on the ground with his eyes closed, looking half-beaten and certainly nowhere near sober. He is apparently completely unaware of the locket being on and is slurring out words in a mixture of English and his own native tongue. There’s a nice cut down his forehead, blood trickling down into a black eye, but he’s too gone to care.]

Thatrulkhud fandùna, bunmel, ulnas... She’s gone, Bryn, she’s gone... [He curls in on himself, giving a small little whimper. His fingers curl into the dirt.] I am makarfûn. Mahal, I...this is...this is... kherkhar.

[The pup whines, sitting down beside him. Kìli reaches for her, one hand stroking her fur before pausing in her scruff and tightening there.] Zusul, Bryndis. I...I thought...I thought she was my sabrel, that I could...ihrêr.

[The direwolf pup shifts, her wagging tail hitting the locket and sending it skidding another direction as she comes closer to comfort her master.]

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I am saying that I am sorry your love has been separated from you. Should she return, I am not a tyrannical Elvenking who would prevent your union from taking place.

[ However, it is weird and he's fairly certain it isn't a good influence on Legolas. But Thranduil is old, and he doesn't like to keep lovers apart. He has better uses for his time, rather than playing the villain. ]

And she may return, Kili. I did.

[A small smile touches his lips and he inclines his head, clearly grateful.]

Thank you, my lord.

[He's never been quite this respectful towards the Elvenking before, but it's becoming clear that Thranduil is willing to mend the rift between dwarf and elf. He's been nothing but courteous and kind to Kili and his brother. Kili can't continue to hold a grudge against him.]

I pray that she does.

Until then, I shall be hosting a feast at the end of the month. You will receive an invitation, as will your kin, but it bears mentioning now. The native Elves celebrate a holiday loosely termed Yule and it is not my place to command the festivals of others, so we will be hosting it within the mountain.

You would be very welcome guests. I have permanent Dwarven chambers being prepared for Master Gimli upon my son's request, it would be no trouble to house you with him in there if you have no protests.

[ His lips twitch, then straighten. Mostly. ]

I give my word that they will be the exact opposite of a dungeon.

[ See? He can joke. ]

[A celebration! Mahal knows the Durins need one of those, and Kili nods eagerly.] You can expect us there. I imagine all of us need it, after everything.

[The remark about dungeons comes as such a surprise to Kili that for a moment he just stares before he comprehends. It was a joke.

Before he can even stop himself, he's laughing uncontrollably, partially out of hysteria.]

[ Well, at least it's hysterical laughing and not sobbing anymore. ]

I shall see you there.

[ And the locket shuts. ]

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