Be My Love For Eternity

YAY new fic..okay..like I said before: I have NOT read the entire Silmarillion, so this fic is purely for entertainment only lol...

disclaimer: don't own em...wish I did..

pairing: Ecthelion/Erestor, Glorfindel/ Turgon

summary: Erestor falls in love with the Lord of the House of The Fountain.

CHAPTER 1

It was a cold night and Ecthelion did not want to go inside. There had been rumors amongst all the elves of Gondolin that one of the King's Advisors had been watching Ecthelion from afar. Ecthelion hoped is was Erestor, but he knew it could not be. Erestor had the King's ear and if it ever got around that Ecthelion wished to be with Erestor, then Ecthelion feared what his King might do. Turgon had a male lover of his own. Not just any elf, but Glorfindel, The Lord of the House of The Golden Flower. Ecthelion sometimes felt jealous that Glorfindel had someone when he did not. Ecthelion and Glorfindel had been friends since they were elfings and had seen each other through many things. Glorfindel knew of Ecthelion's love for Erestor and had only kept this secret because it was so important to Ecthelion. Glorfindel knew the one thing that Ecthelion did not. Erestor felt the same towards the dark haired warrior. Erestor had confided in Glorfindel his feelings for Ecthelion, but when asked if he truly loved him, Erestor suddenly became shy. Ecthelion rested his forehead on the balcony railing. How could he get Erestor? Would Erestor love him? Why would such a great scholar ever love a warrior like him?

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"Ecthelion?"

Ecthelion turned from his place on the balcony.

" Yes Glorfindel?"

Glorfindel could tell his friend was deep in thought.

" It is time for evening meal."

Ecthelion did not budge.

" I am not hungry."

Glorfindel rolled his eyes and sighed.

" You are only saying that so you will not have to see him."

Ecthelion rested his forehead on the balcony railing once again. Glorfindel watched silently as Ecthelion's shoulders began to shake. Glorfindel could hear his friends muffled whispers that were meant for his own ears, not Glorfindel's.

" Why do I love him?" Ecthelion whispered. " Why would he ever love me?"

Glorfindel walked to his friend and put his hand on his shoulder.

" All will be well mellon nin."

Ecthelion slowly raised his head. Glorfindel saw rage in his eyes.

" What you mean all will be well? I have a broken heart! I love one who will NEVER love me and you say ' All will be well'? "

Glorfindel had never heard Ecthelion's voice drip with such malice. Ecthelion turned away from Glorfindel.

" Return to your King, Glorfindel. You are not needed here."

Glorfindel glared at Ecthelion.

" I cannot believe you Ecthelion. You take out your anger on me when you should chastise yourself. What grown elf will not take a meal with his fellow elves only because he does not want to look upon the one he loves? You are acting like an immature elfing Ecthelion."

Ecthelion was taken aback. He realized that Glorfindel was right. He lowered his head slowly onto Glorfindel's shoulder.

" I am sorry mellon nin. Please forgive me."

Glorfindel held Ecthelion to him in a friendly embrace.

" You are forgiven. Now let us go to our evening meal."

Ecthelion nodded. They walked back into Ecthelion's room and saw the reason for Ecthelion's despair. Ecthelion's eyes widened at him. There, right in front of him, stood Erestor.

TBC...