[He was responsible and they both knew it. You did not blame a wolf for getting into the henhouse when you left the door wide open and facing its den. It was probable that Sauron could be better and once was, but it was also true that the wolf suit he wore was a more accurate depiction of who he was now and Adar had known that before he ever set off out of Angband without permission, stealing away towards the elves and hoping to join them.
If he had stayed they would have lived longer, perhaps even have never died let alone having been served on a platter for the very maia whose name could make them tremble.
He takes another sip of the wine and tries to bury the thought, he certainly won't argue about it. Not here and now, maybe not ever except to the blank walls of his own room.]
Thank you, my lord. You are most generous and merciful. [he leans into that touch, his hand coming up to slide over the back of Saurons and keep him close.]
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If he had stayed they would have lived longer, perhaps even have never died let alone having been served on a platter for the very maia whose name could make them tremble.
He takes another sip of the wine and tries to bury the thought, he certainly won't argue about it. Not here and now, maybe not ever except to the blank walls of his own room.]
Thank you, my lord. You are most generous and merciful. [he leans into that touch, his hand coming up to slide over the back of Saurons and keep him close.]