17. Not A Request
Gimli didn't quite tremble as Thranduil walked up to him on the docks and looked down on him without speaking for a long moment.
"You will take care of him." Softly spoken, it wasn't a request.
"Aye - for as long as is given me to do so."
Only as he clasped hands did Gimli realize the grieving Elvenking was entrusting him with the life of his son.
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