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2. Kissing the King of Numenor - by Dean Maia of Este
Kissing the King of Numenor
Elwing walked to Elros and kissed his head, his hands, and his feet. "How are you this morning my King, ready to rule? We are at your beck and call."
Elros gave a brilliant toothless grin and waved his chubby arms at his Mother. She smiled and tickled him. Earendil came over, picked him up, and kissed him too.
"His Majesty must eat." She said.
"Why do you spoil him so?" he asked. "You will make Elrond jealous."
With the sometimes foresight of the Elf he said, "He needs to get used to it." Then she looked sad.
Dean Maia of Este
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