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A few hours later, a man and an elf walked down one of the many halls in Imladris. "It was strange how he reacted to you giving him the brew." The human said. "Yes." Agreed the elf. "Very strange…" "At least he finished it." Estel said. "It should help bring up his strength." Elrond agreed. "He seems to be pretty strong already. It will not be long before he will need a guest room instead of a healing room." Estel nodded as they continued walking.
"So…" Elrond chuckled. "You and the twins decided to call him Toriôn?" Estel shrugged. "It's a fitting name." "Yes it is quite fitting…until we find his real one." Elrond murmured. "I know." Estel sighed. "But we have almost nothing to work with." "And another thing," Estel said suddenly. "How do you suppose he lost his memory in the first place?"
Elrond thought for a moment. "He had no head wounds..." He mused. Estel hesitated as a horrible idea struck him. "Do you think it was…deliberate?" Elrond turned to face his son. "I don't know what to think at the moment." The obvious concern for the elf shone in the man's eyes. "But…it is getting late why don't you find him a room?"
Estel nodded, knowing the subject was closed for the moment. After he bid his father goodnight, he rushed off to find Toriôn. The elfling was in the healing room laying on the bed, hastily scribbling on a sheet of paper. Estel wondered what he could be writing. "Toriôn," He called gently. He was pleased to see the brown head shoot up. "My father says it would be alright if you have your own room…out of the healing quarters." Estel finished a small smile on his lips.
The elfling immediately grabbed his papers and hurried to catch up with the human. They walked through the many halls towards the bedrooms. At least Estel tried to. Toriôn insisted to going in every room. "What's in this one?", "Can I touch this?" and, "What does this do?" echoed through the halls. His curiosity seemed to have no end.
Soon Toriôn was far ahead of Estel. He had just heard a gasp followed by "A library!" So he guessed where the elfling was. Estel suddenly realized how close they were to-. He heard a door open and little feet entering a certain room. The man ran as fast as he could, in hopes of getting the elf out of his father's study as fast as he could. To his surprise, Toriôn didn't rush at things, eager to touch each one like he had with the other rooms.
Instead he simply stared in awe at his father's space. Estel had always thought it beautiful himself, but even still they weren't supposed to be inside. "We're not supposed to be in this room Toriôn. Come on, it'll take us all night to even get near the chambers at this rate!" The elfling nodded slowly and started to walk toward the door, but still staring at the room's magnificence, bumped into a table and fell. The table shook from the impact, knocking over a glass bottle. Two pairs of eyes watched as one bottle hit another until the last unfortunate one tipped over the edge.
Both human and elf winced as it smashed onto the floor. They both held their breaths hoping nobody heard it. After Estel was certain nobody else heard the tragedy, he turned to Toriôn. "Let's get some towels before we both get in trouble." The elfling managed a small smile as he stood up, the tips of his hair brushing the liquid as he rose from the ground. This time he followed Estel out of the room without further trouble.
After they cleaned up the mess, Estel discovered that Toriôn housed a yellow stain on his tunic from the contents of the bottle. Hopefully, it would go unnoticed. Unfortunately, as soon as they started yet again towards the bedroom chambers, who did they bump into but the twins. "Estel? Toriôn?" Elrohir said surprised.
"I thought you were going to find a chamber?" "We were!" Estel cut in. "We just got…distracted." Estel mumbled. Toriôn raised an eyebrow at the man's not-so-smooth excuse. "I can see that." Elladan said, eyeing the stain on the elfling's clothing. There was an awkward silence. "You were in father's study weren't you?" Elladan stated more than asked. "It wasn't my fault!" Estel said indignantly. "He's the one who decided to go in there!" He huffed, jerking his head in the smaller elf's direction. "He's just an elfling." Elladan said dismissively.
"But-" Estel started. "Besides," Elrohir interrupted. "You found him, so you have to deal with father for his actions." Estel glanced down at the thoughly pleased elf beneath him. Estel rolled his eyes, grabbed Toriôn by the hand, and hastily lead him away from his laughing brothers.
"He's just an elfling." Estel mumbled after they were a good distance away. "So unfair…" "I think it's perfectly fair." Said a small voice, startling the human. Snap! He had forgotten about the elvish hearing. "Oh really?" He said, turning to the smaller being. "That's only because you're getting defended." Out of nowhere an idea struck Toriôn. "I'll do my best not to cause trouble… if you'll let me explore the library tomorrow!" He said hopefully. Estel thought it over.
It seemed like a harmless enough deal. "Well… alright." The elfling's eyes lit up. But you have to promise not to go in my father's study ever again. Toriôn nodded. "I promise." He said it with such conviction that Estel was sure he would never enter again.
When the two had finally found the "Absolutely perfect room" As Toriôn called it, Estel could finally leave for the safety of his own. After he was settled in his bed, his thoughts once again drifted to the elf. So many questions…but yet, so few answers. Reluctantly, he drifted off to sleep.
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I feel like my conversations in this chaper are...robotic. O.O It's always something... . Once again, I'm stunned at all the comments I'm getting! Thank you thank you thank you thank you! ^.^ Now for some replies…
M: I didn't want to make it seem like he was attracted to an elfling! I did NOT mean it like that! O.o No. Just no. I have no idea how old Aragorn is though. Hmm… I guess this would be before lotr so… *Shrugs* I'll read the books someday I promise! Probably during the summer… :P
Helen: Super cool website! I'm glad you mentioned it! ;)
RaY: Obviously, I loved the name! It's perfect! :D
Guest 1: Um… I don't think the website came up on fanfiction. All I got was: .net Thanks anyway! ^.^
Guest 2: Done!(Get it? 'Cause I just updat-Okay. -_-)
Mrs. Legolas: Thanks for the name, but I already choose Toriôn!