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Pretty straight forward. You have an idea you want to play out with Elros, throw up a starter or plotting comment and we'll go from there.

Haven't threaded with me before but want to try something different than how you found this journal? That's fine too! I'm always open to new RP partners.

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"Not so errant," he quipped from the doorway. "I do occasionally recall I should spend as much time with you as I can!" Elros swept into the room and sat beside her, curling a gentle arm around her waist. "How is the little one today?"

Elros might be king, and busy with maintaining the peace, learning and teaching and building, but he was also a happily married man which a child on the way. He still could hardly believe his luck that Gaelil had wanted to wed him.

"Elros!" She laughs and turns a little to kiss him, melting happily into his arm with a sigh.

"Active! I think that you will have a son, milord, if only because he certainly kicks like you do!"

Elros smiled into the kiss, rubbing her side gently and rest his free hand on her stomach.

"Should I be offended?" He teased. "Or shall I be delighted our son will be able to protect us!"

The baby responds by ardently kicking his or her father's hand, and Gaelil laughs breathlessly.

"Well I think that would depend entirely on, oof! Whether I get any sleep in the next few weeks! But for now, my husband, I think you can be delighted. If you were this bad, I pity your mother!"

One of the things he loved about his impending father-hood was feeling his child kick! Elros pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Shall I have a sleeping drought made for you?" A chuckle. "I will maintain Elrond was more a kick than I!" Because his dear brother wasn't around to defend himself, of course!

She considers the idea with obvious longing but only shakes her head.

"I will be fine, my love - I do not want to sleep too deep and endanger the babe." She gasps at the implications and swats him, giggling at the thought of the noble and wise and very very very solemn Lord Elrond that she knows being a vicious kicker.

"Ohhhhh you! You are only saying that because he is not here to defend himself! I should write and tell him you said so."

Although any such letter would take at least a month to reach Elrond, and probably at least that long to come back.

"Then I will sing you to sleep until you hit me with your pillow," he teased. Their child would not be endangered by that - except perhaps through poor song! A laugh and Elros grinned at her.

"Only by half! You see him all serious and humorless but I know better!" Any brother of Elros' had to have at least a little humor.

But he couldn't lie to his beloved. "Again, only by half," he admitted, eyes dancing. "He will be here within the month, or I do not know my brother." She was simply that far along, and Elros rather suspected his brother wished to be there for the birth.

To tease him, if nothing else.

She laughs back at him. "I would never! I like your sibging!"

But that gets a giggle. "I will have to take your word for it for he always seems very serious to me!"

Gaelil blinks and a hand rubs her stomach thoughtfully. "Do you really think he will cone? I did not ask him, and what little news we get suggests they are busy over there."