The Calm Before the Storm 

masteroftheseas:

“I did not need to, but I wished to,” Ossë assured. He smiled and stretched up to bump their noses together. “You could ask anything of me, you know, and it would be yours.” It had always been his way to try to make his Elves happy with gifts and favors, but with Círdan it was even more than that. This was not an attempt to win favor or loyalty, this was love. 

“I took measures to keep you safe,” he added, straightening again. “I put a barrier around it, and with luck it should keep anyone from noticing by sight that you have anything more than a simple brooch.” The scolding from Ulmo returned to him and he whined softly. “I’m sorry for all the trouble and danger I’ve caused you in the past.”

Placing a hand over Círdan’s, he offered him a little chirp. “It should work fairly easily. Just touching it opens the line of communication, and sending a message should be as simple as thinking it. It works both ways, but I tend to quiet my mind — with siblings like mine you can’t be too cautious.” He chattered softly. “But sometimes I’m sloppy. I apologize ahead of time if you ever get stuck listening to my drivel.”

Círdan smiled as he listened to his love.  He knew he could ask for anything but he had everything he wanted to ask for, or would have thought to ask for.  Everything he wanted right now was here in his arms, he had never minded the times when he had to wait for Ossë to return to him, he always did return.  

“You have kept me from more trouble and danger than ever caused,” he murmured, focusing on the brooch again.  Just a touch opened the connection?  He closed his eyes and bowed his head forward to touch his brow to Ossë’s as he tried to hear the thoughts that were beneath the surface, the ones beyond those he was vocalizing.  "Im meleth le,“ he thought the words clearly and wondered if Ossë truly did hear them as clearly as if they were spoken.  He was new to this method of communication after all.  

Opening his eyes again, he waited as he reached up between them to cradle the maia’s cheek in his hand.  




nowe.
cirdan the shipwright.
lord of the grey havens.



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