Maglor
In his tent, Maglor maintained his watch over the sleeping peredhil.
They had kept close ever since he and Maedhros had found them. Not just keeping each other within sight, that would have been obvious, but the invisible string that tied together Elwing's children seemed to stretch no longer than a few feet before one of them would look up in alarm and make their way back across the length of the rug to join his brother.
Even in sleep. The twins hadn't been like that. Back when they had lived in Aman, Amras as a child had been so restless that he would kick the sheets off the bed in his dreams. Amrod, in contrast, was fitful and inclined to night terrors. A gentle foot-tap from an unconscious Amras would jolt Amrod awake, heart pounding, and send him scurrying off down the hall into Maglor's room. Feanor, by that point, was too preoccupied with personal matters to tend to the nighttime fears of children. In the end they built separate beds for the boys, and Maglor at last had a full night's sleep.
Here, as the waves crashed against the cliffs and the candle's flame flickered in the darkness, Elrond wrapped around Elros like ivy on a tree branch. As far as Maglor could tell, Elros didn't seem to mind.
Where will you go, little ones? The worst case scenario he or Maedhros could have imagined at the start of the day would have been Elwing escaping with her boys in tow, possibly Earendil alongside her if the mariner wasn't off on one of his adventures. Or, even more grim, something akin to the deeds of Celegorm's men in Doriath. This was better, admittedly. But as the night wore on and Maglor's head began to swing with drowsiness, he wondered what would become of the half-elven, neglected by their father long ago and now, abandoned by their mother.
He shook himself awake one final time and tucked the sheets around them the way he used to do, futilely, for Amras. Maedhros was out there somewhere, undoubtedly doing high lord things. Maglor lay on the floor next to his own bed and let himself drift off into sleep.