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[silver_queen]

*wakes up and remembers the condition of her son* Oh. Oh.

*wanders back to her house, still grinning over her dream, and returns with a flask of chicken soup because her mun can't imagine sick offspring without chicken soup*

*for once, and only once, relents on her principles and laces it with rather more esoteric herbal products*

Elladan?

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[bastard_irmo]

*looks up from Elladan's couch, lazily smoking an opium pipe*

Oh. Hello. No apologies needed. I'm sure if I had any offspring that I knew about I'd get worked up too about seeing him crawling with maggots.

[silver_queen]

Thank you. I'll get that bastard. *folds arms over the bulge protectively*

[bastard_irmo]

*snickers*

I'm sure you will. With extreme prejudice.

*grins unwholesomely*

[silver_queen]

*grins back* My husband still has his old sword.

[bastard_irmo]

Huzzah. I might have to make an appearance to mock that fucker's downfall...