#v: denizen of doriath

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@thegreatstrongbow asked | [ DELIVER ]: the sender, about to deliver some bad news to the receiver, gently places a hand on the receiver's shoulder to stop them from running away from the bad news

She had been chatting for some time now with a few of the ladies here in Doriath; it had been only a year she had been in her new home, and she was honestly thriving. Beleg had done exactly as he said and she was happy here. Well. That was until Mablung entered the room with a solemn look on his face. And that was never a good sign.

And as his hand found her shoulder as she turned to try and leave this situation, she lets her head fall forwards and she bites her tongue. "...please tell me he is just injured on the job again...I-I can heal him like I did last time...but if you're about to tell me something else, I beg of you...let me dismiss the ladies so I can at least have some privacy..."