1. First-born Son
“He is beautiful, is he not, my lord?” Idril asked her husband who stood beside her. Wordlessly, he nodded as he took a tiny hand in his. The baby’s fingers wrapped around Tuor’s index finger, squeezing as tight as a baby can.
“He has a good voice and a mighty grip, my love,” he said as he kissed he gently on her head.
“What shall we name our son, dearest?” Idril asked as the baby began to whimper hungrily. She looked from her son to her husband.
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