Maedhros nodded proudly at Elros's resolve. A leader needed to take that stance and back it up with strength of arms. That was what made people feel safe.

But there was nothing wrong with someone making the King feel safe too. He leaned down to nudge his nose against Elros's hair, eyes closed.

"I'm proud of you." he could state his feelings no better than that, "I do. Will I see you there?" his lips quirked a little until he heard the confidence in his fosterling's voice, "We are cursed, he and I. We will fight, tooth and nail, to keep you safe, but do not always assume you will be so."

Please. He needed Elros and Elrond to be vigilant.