“But Elrond...”
“No. There is no excuse for this.”
“But Elrond—“
“How long has this been going on? Wait, do not answer that.”
“But El—“
“I see no reason why you had to—“ Elrond paused when his brother stopped
protesting. The woman beside Elros was cuddled up next to him, sharing a bedroll
– Elrond’s bedroll to be exact. She stifled a giggle as Elros grunted slightly.
Movement under the fabric caught Elrond’s eye. “Are the two of you still...?”
Elros nodded sheepishly as his young lover snuggled against him without shame.
Elrond sighed and left the tent.