Elrond found Gilraen in the garden doing nothing. He sat beside her and waited for her to speak.
"I got used to having him at home," she said, "but now..." she trailed off.
"Do not worry, Elladan and Elrohir will protect him."
"The last time Arathorn went out with your sons he didn't come back."
There was silence.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply they were responsible."
Elrond turned to look her in the eyes. "I cannot promise you your son will return and I cannot promise mine will either. We share the same fears."
Gilraen smiled in understanding.
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