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[_elemmire]

*drops the ammended divorce paperwork by Ingwë's office for his signature*

*can't decide whether to be happy or depressed*

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[highkingingwe]

*is waiting in his study, still looking distinctly under the weather*

[_elemmire]

*notices, but is keeping this on a business level*

I need you to sigh these now.

[highkingingwe]

Sure.

*pushes a set of keys and a picture of a very large villa towards you* That's a place I had my people buy for you by the shore. That okay?

[_elemmire]

*glances at it* It's lovely, Ingwe, thank you. I'm sure Ingwiel will enjoy it.

[highkingingwe]

Good.

*scans through the papers*

*wavers*

*scrawls his name*

[_elemmire]

. . .

I guess that's that, then.

[highkingingwe]

...

*looks up*

I guess you're right. You're a free woman, Mirë. And very rich too.

[_elemmire]

Thank you for not making this harder than it had to be.

[highkingingwe]

*shrugs* I guess I've changed. Or tried to, at least.

[_elemmire]

I can see that. *picks up the papers and holds out her hand* Goodbye, Ingwe.

[highkingingwe]

*shakes your hand firmly*

Goodbye. And thank you for not making this any harder than it had to be.

[_elemmire]

*kisses you lightly on the cheek and leaves*

[highkingingwe]

*smiles slightly*

*watches you go*

*sits down and gets back to work*