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Fili groaned, pouting and sticking out his lower lip. “But, I want to spar.”
“No darling, you need rest. What if I come lay with you for awhile?”
“Would you really do that for me, my love?”
“Of course,” Finrod placed his lips of the dwarf’s forehead, feeling it far hotter than normal. “I will staay beside you as long as you wish me there.”
“We might be there forever then.” Fili said in amusement.
Finrod lingered about the room for a few moments, collecting a jug of water and glass for Fili should he get thirty and...
Fili shuffled into the room and crawled onto the bed. “Sing to me or read to me… or love me…” Fili said. “Do something,...