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“It’s not like I just realized it right now, no, it’s something I always thought about. But now I’m finally forced to face the fact that the person I love is going to die. I knew it was a risk to fall in love with a mortal, but-”
”Oh, for Durin's sake, Thranduil, it's just a cold, I'm not going to die right now!” and Thorin noisily blew his nose.
That shook Thranduil from his dark thoughts. He smiled, offering the feverish dwarf a tisane he had made to alleviate his symptoms: ”Sorry, silly me. No more talk about mortality!”