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The beginning of Azaghâl and Maedhros's friendship
Maedhros urges his horse towards the lamplight glimmering in the dusk ahead, indicating help for the injured dwarf slumped before him. Reaching the inn, he carefully dismounts, supporting Azaghâl's weight as he slides from the saddle. Immediately, the Dwarves lift their lord from his hands and carry him inside, where Maedhros's soldiers have already alerted the healer of the injured Elves and Dwarves. Maedhros enters the inn, and the dwarf lord's eyes meet his as the healer begins unwrapping Azaghâl's makeshift bandages. He beckons him closer despite his grimace of pain. "You have my thanks for your aid, Prince Maedhros."
(I'm aware 'Prince' is likely not what his title was, but idk maybe the Dwarves called him Prince as a way to show honor above calling him 'lord'. Really, I just needed the word to show up in the drabble XD)