[ Six months go by so fast that Sauron, not especially a fan of logging time anyway, doesn't realise how quickly his son is growing. From an infant in swaddling to a toddler screaming gleefully across the main chamber as he flees from being dressed, it's only when he pauses in dressing for the day (hearing the calls of the entwives) that he peers around his door and notices the difference. The child has been growing far faster than any mere elf, maian spirit burning him swiftly toward the adulthood to which he is destined. ]
Where is the boy's father?
[ Usually Adar is two steps behind the little (delight) nightmare and those bouncing golden curls. ]
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Where is the boy's father?
[ Usually Adar is two steps behind the little (delight) nightmare and those bouncing golden curls. ]