My orders were never meant to expire. [ it's not really an answer to thranduil's question, but the other elf likely hadn't expected one, either, given abelas's caution.
he takes the blade back gratefully, sliding it back into its sheath with a lingering brush of his fingers over the hilt. ] I have had cause to use it more than once, and for more than the peeling of a piece of fruit. [ he's a mage, yes, but after so many years, he's adept with several weapons. he still keeps the little blade on his person at all times, though.
he nods toward the folding blade still resting against the stone where thranduil had placed it, glance flicking from it back up to the other elf. ] --From your home?
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he takes the blade back gratefully, sliding it back into its sheath with a lingering brush of his fingers over the hilt. ] I have had cause to use it more than once, and for more than the peeling of a piece of fruit. [ he's a mage, yes, but after so many years, he's adept with several weapons. he still keeps the little blade on his person at all times, though.
he nods toward the folding blade still resting against the stone where thranduil had placed it, glance flicking from it back up to the other elf. ] --From your home?