049: "Smoldering heart."

His arms swept around her from behind, a kiss in her hair softening her startled reaction.

"Thou art home," she breathed, turning her head to take in the smell of saddle leather, and the tang of metal which always coated his skin. "I've missed thee."

"As I have thee. I hope I've not returned to find thy love sucked dry by those ulundoer we call our children?"

Laughing, she turned smoothly in his grasp, smiling fiercely as her gaze settles on his face.

"Never. My heart will never be empty so long as my Fëanáro is here to fill it."


ulundoer = monsters (Quenya)
* I'm not 100% sure I pluralized ulundo correctly; please correct me if you know better!