My dearest Thranduil and Loki, my beautiful and wise star guide
How are you starshines, my loves. Now, don't you get all cocky and sassy. I know you far too well. I can see you both bursting of pride, Get hold of yourselves.
Thranduil, don't even think about it! No sassy comments about pride or magnificence, you are better than that. You do know I'm raising my eyebrow here, don't you.☺ I'm honestly curious how you are doing, meleth nin. I love you so much it sometimes hurts. You didn't know that, did you. ❤
And Loki, stop rolling your eyes and making faces, please, just answer the question, ok love? You've been my guide all my life so please, tell me, my amazing god of mischief, my magician and trickster how are you doing. I love you with all my heart. ❤
Forever yours
A
*Thranduil and Loki sitting on cushioned thrones as they drink wine as they rightfully can*
Thranduil: Now I may argue you praise us more than required but that would be an absolute lie considering how magnificently beautiful we are. I must say I am doing quite well Nin Lend (My sweet) for I have my kingdom safe, quiet and at peace unlike those disgraceful dwarves. Do not worry yourself enough to hurt your heart for I too will worry so and hurt mine.....
Loki *tries to keep a smile on his face because everytime he rolls his eyes something hits him in the back of his head out of nowhere*: You amuse me darling....Well I am not surprised to know I am your guide who wouldn't want me as their guide and savior! I must say I am doing fabulously great for someone who 'allegedly' messed up a universe's timeline (don't tell Hri about this). Also...... I-I- *looks away embarrassed as he mumbles*I hope you are doing okay and take care of yourself- ARE WE DONE!?
~T.O ans L.O/L/F
