The Tale of The Minstrel and The Scribe

pairing: Lindir/Melpomaen

theres a few OC's in this story but nothing too dangerous lol

Okay so new fic...have fun..

A/N: I know nothing about Mel or Lindir, so please be nice lol

A/N2: this chapter is a rewrite...I didn't like how I set it up originally, so I

CHAPTER 1

*PROLOGUE*

" I know you see him when I am gone!"

" You know there is no other!"

The two arguing elves could be heard throughout Imladris. Verion, a scribe who had also become the Chief Minstrel's assistant, shook his head from where he stood in the gardens. This was the fourth time this week that Lindir and Melpomaen had fought. He felt a hand upon his shoulder.

" What do you think Verion? Will they survive this one?"

Verion shrugged.

" I know not Cuthavion."

Cuthavion turned to his friend.

" They have done this nearly all week."

Verion shrugged again.

" Lindir thinks Melpomaen is sleeping with Lord Erestor."

Cuthavion put his hand over his mouth to stifle a laugh, but when he looked at Verion, they both burst out in laughter. All of a sudden, they could hear the door to the music room open.

" If you hate me so, then leave me be! I do not need you anymore, nor will I ever forgive you!"

" You are nothing to me any longer! Find another's bed to warm for you will never be mine or have my love again!"

The door slammed shut. Verion and Cuthavion sighed. Verion rolled his eyes.

" I will speak with Lindir and you will speak with Mel?"

Cuthavion nodded.

" The same as always."

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Lindir paced his room in a rage. How could that worm of an elf dare lie to his face and say that the kiss he had caught him in was not what it seemed. There was a knock at the door. After telling who ever it was to come in, he sat on the couch. He watched as Verion entered the room. Lindir held up a dismissive hand.

" Not this time Verion."

Verion sat on the couch.

" I was only wondering how you and Melpomaen had become each other's beloved."

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Melpomaen cried onto Cuthavion's shoulder.

" It was an accident, but he would not believe me."

Cuthavion nodded and hugged the smaller elf closer to him.

" Will you share something with me Mel?"

Melpomaen sniffled, then nodded. Cuthavion smiled.

" Tell me of how you and Lindir became each other's beloved."

Unbeknownst to one another, Melpomaen and Lindir told their friends their story.

TBC...