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"Be careful, watch the head..."

"I know how to hold a baby, Thranduil. I could have held you in your own swaddling clothes."

"Point taken.” A sigh. “By all that's holy, I'm tired, Gildor."

"It's nothing compared to what Arenel has felt. You are a parent now. Get used to it."

"And you are the expert? Unbound, childless? Anyway, she’s resting now. Not before telling me what she wants him to be called, of course.”

“You won’t choose a name?”

“No. She’s right with this.”

“Well, that’s why you married her. What is it?”

“She wants to call him Legolas.”