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[disfavour]

[ This isn't going to be sweet but it will be short, courtesy of your resident Prince Not-So Charming. ]

There are now three flets, which pass as treehouses, in the gardens. These are homes and if anyone is seen nearing them to gain access, they will be shot on sight. I assure you, an arrow is far more difficult to extract than a bullet. [ #EXPERIENCE, urgh. ] Additionally, you will find the Elven quotient aboard the ship is now officially in charge of garden-based security.

That means we need not apologise if your actions force us to maim you.

[ Can you hear someone sharpening a knife? Humming? Sounds a lot like Legolas in the background, right? Someone pissed off the Space Elves. ]

Thranduil is indisposed and has appointed myself in his stead. If you have any concerns which fail to be entirely moronic in nature, you may bring them to me.

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[disfavour]

At the time of my message, I was not aware the ship harboured so many sheer imbeciles.

[ From people threatening arson and pretending they didn't to boys squealing in a panic, arrogant texts that spat insults regarding his skill, poised as if he is a mere child to be taunted. Sick of them. He's sick of them, and now he knows which ones would be better off as unmourned stains under Morgoth's heels. ]

I will use prettier words to assuage their fears next time. [ 'Concerns' his ass. ] In any case, I agreed to hazarding the torture that Morgoth might bring down on a regent and refuse to allow another to risk his wrath.

There is nothing he can do to me that could cause me to suffer.

[ It's not what he says but what he doesn't say, and Nuada has never professed to being immune to physical pain. The stare he holds with Eric is one of the most honest he has shared with anyone on the ship since his arrival. It breaks when Nuada turns to walk away. ]

Tell Thranduil all is well and I am devoted as a hound at his heels, as I ever was from the moment we met, though he will not hear it.

[doesntdohumble]

See to it that you do. He's already stressed enough. The last thing we need is a revolt against those that live in the gardens because they are frightened of that which they do not understand. Believe me. [Been there, done that, got the tshirt several times over.]

[He understands what Nuada is saying, when he talks about suffering. He was set on fire, trying to protect Thranduil himself, after all. And he would do it all again, if necessary, despite the agony he suffered. It was nothing compared to the agony he had to suffer through, upon Thranduil's disappearance, feeling his torture through their bond and not being able to do anything about it.

He appreciates the honesty of that look, and the honesty of this entire exchange, really. Nuada is turning to walk away, apparently done with their conversation, but he calls out after him.]

He will not hear it, but I will tell him anyway. Perhaps it will sink in eventually. And I will reassure him that he made the right decision in appointing you as well. Nuada. [He calls out louder, to stop Nuada from walking away, for the moment.] I am trying to build his trust again. Do not make a liar out of me.