That I do not doubt. [If the child was anything less than great in potential he doubted he would have ever seen him draw breath. A dead child likely wouldn't mean much to Sauron, perhaps even if it was his own. Adar did wonder, though it was not something he dared ask and hope for an honest answer.
He cannot help but be pleased when Etelo curls away from Sauron and towards him, though with this he is very mindful to keep his expression neutral. He tuts softly.]
Etelo. [He coos softly to green eyes that blink open to look at him.] Look at your Papa. [He says, tilting the babe just so he can look at Sauron properly even as he sucks on the end of Adar's hair he has in a vice-like grip with his chubby little hand.]
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He cannot help but be pleased when Etelo curls away from Sauron and towards him, though with this he is very mindful to keep his expression neutral. He tuts softly.]
Etelo. [He coos softly to green eyes that blink open to look at him.] Look at your Papa. [He says, tilting the babe just so he can look at Sauron properly even as he sucks on the end of Adar's hair he has in a vice-like grip with his chubby little hand.]