"Fair point." oh Maedhros admired Elrond's caution and careful planning, but Elros's fiery conviction and, yes, sometimes, recklessness endeared him to the tall Elf. It made it easy to forget that the twins were fostered instead of their natural sons.

Or...his natural sons. Such a thought was blasphemous and Maedhros knew he had no right, but when he saw Elros smile or Elrond laugh, he loved them enough to take the blasphemy without one ounce of guilt.

"Only the best for -" his throat tightened around the words my grandchildren. No, he wouldn't corner Elros with that desire.

"Both you and your brother are so stubborn." he grumbled affectionately, sighing audibly when he was sitting in the tub. The water felt good and he scrubbed at his skin, wanting the grit off of him.