[ One adapts as one is able to, even in the unknown. At least her face is a friendly one, for which Elrond is grateful if loath to mention out loud. He straightens up after a moment, adverse weather dismissed as unimportant, and shakes his head. ]
Not all of it, m'lady. As your own eyes have seen, the north still stands.
[ Specifically, Imladris, over which he has been given control. An Age? He has little choice but to assume she teases. ]
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Not all of it, m'lady. As your own eyes have seen, the north still stands.
[ Specifically, Imladris, over which he has been given control. An Age? He has little choice but to assume she teases. ]