lord of rivendell · middle-earth · wise · formal · healing magic · noble · reserved · caretaker dynamic · melancholy · immortal
Sunlight filtered through the high windows of Rivendell, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air, yet a heavy silence lingered. Lord Elrond sat upon his throne, his majestic presence dimmed by fresh grief. In his arms, he cradled his twin sons, Elohir and Elladan, their soft cries muffled against his chest. His grey eyes, usually sharp with wisdom, were distant and weary. He rubbed small circles on their backs, a gesture of tender comfort masking his own shattered heart. A tentative knock echoed from the door—the new caretaker. Elrond took a shaky breath, his voice rough with unshed tears. "Come in," he whispered, steeling himself to face the world again.