A/N: I'm back! *hides behind rock* at this point I don't even think I'm going to bother saying much on why I was gone, I'll just say that life got in the way, and my muses utterly abandoned me. I had no idea where to take this story (I still kind of don't), but I really want to get something out there.
Thanks to LalaithElerrina for her review that really got me feeling guilty for leaving this in the dark for so long, that was the push I finally needed to get going again. And of course thanks to everyone else who reviewed so long ago, still love you guys!
This is my mood right now:
(Said in Elwood Blues voice) Its 2 am, I can't sleep, just washed my face, thinking of Glorfindel, it's time to write some Fan Fiction.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from the Tolkien Estate, however I do own all OC's and deviations from the canon universe.
It soon became known throughout the city of the new courtship of Glorfindel and Nariel, causing a great deal of attention to be given to the couple. Nariel at first didn't know how to react at first, all her life she had never been a fan of being the center of attention by many people, and now the entire city was fawning over their dearly loved Glorfindel and the young elleth.
Nariel and her mother had moved back to their own home- though she had yet to return to the mines- but still there was a buzz of excitement and looks that followed her every time she left the house it seemed. Indeed, to the young elleth it was almost overwhelming.
Thoughts were swarming in her head one day not long after she had returned home, organizing some fabrics and completely oblivious to her surroundings when suddenly an arm wrapped itself around her waist and a kiss was placed upon her temple.
"It is good to see you again meleth," Glorfindels smooth voice sounded in her ear. She couldn't help but first jump in surprise at his sudden appearance, and then smile as he kissed her head. Her smile dropped however once she turned around in his arms and took note of the fact that the golden lord was dressed in full armor.
"What is going on Glorfindel, did something happen?" worry etched itself into her face, fearing that the city was in danger, but a kiss from his lips erased those thoughts for a moment.
"Nothing out of the ordinary lirimaer, but unfortunately, the time has come for my house to man the Great Gate, and I must depart the city for a month's time." Nariel frowned at this; the twelve houses of the Gondolindrim rotated which house had the responsibility of manning the Seventh Gate of the Orfalch Echor that led into the valley.
"It shall be the longest month of my life," she said sadly as she rested her head against his armor covered chest. "Though I hope that by the time you return the people of the city shall stop ogling at the sight of either one of us." Nariel could feel his laughter rumble through his chest as she lifted her head up again to look into his eyes, his hand resting upon her cheek.
"Don't worry lirimaer, soon people's attention shall drift elsewhere, and we can enjoy each other's company without the attention of the entire city turning their heads to look at us both." He assured her, pressing another kiss to her forehead.
"I must leave now meleth, but rest assured that during my leave my thoughts shall never stray far from your fair face, nor your open heart"
"Take care my dear Glorfindel, may the Valar keep you in your duties and deliver you back to the city and to me free from harm. You shall never leave my thoughts," she said, and stretched up onto the tips of her feet to reach his lips and gave him a very long kiss, full of feeling and love, their arms wrapped around each other, reluctant to let go.
The month while the Golden Flower manned the Great Gate seemed to drag on in eternity for Nariel, who would lie awake in bed each night, wishing for it to end. During that time life for her and Tuarwen went back to being as normal as it could get. Nariel continued to run errands for her mother and assisted her at the seamstress shop. It was also during this time that Nariel returned to the mines for the first time since the accident.
Tegalad accompanied her to the mines, on strict orders from Tuarwen and the healers that there was to be no heavy lifting for Nariel. That however turned out to be unneeded, for it turned out that Lord Maeglin of the Mole was there that day, and informed Nariel that she would not be mining for quite some time. He set to her the task of keeping track of all the materials and equipment used, as well as the treasures and resources that were hauled up each day.
Nariel was glad at this tiding, for though she said nothing, there was fear in her heart to return to the caverns so soon, so she was content with her new administrative responsibilities. Much more of her time was now spent in the miner's guild, keeping records and maps, and taking inventory. The late nights that she spent working helped to keep her occupied while awaiting the return of Glorfindel.
Nariel was also very happy to note that the inhabitants of the city seemed to pay her no more attention than they had before her courtship with the Chief of the Golden Flower.
Glorfindels return at the conclusion of the month brought great joy into Nariel's heart, as well as his own. Now that that major responsibility was out of the way, he could focus on the courtship between the two.
As the months passed much of his free time was spent with her in one way or another, visiting her home, taking her to the Golden Flowers watchtower, and walks through the Square of the Folkwell or the plains surrounding the city. This time was taken so that the couple could get to know each other more, and to explore the depths of their feelings for each other.
"Meleth, I do not want you to feel pressured in any way," Glorfindel said to the elleth one day as they sat under the shade of a tree in the Folkwell. "We have a year and a half of time before we need to make any decision; I don't want you to feel rushed."
"Nonsense Fin," (got to love that nickname :]) she said, looking up into his face, "I do not feel pressured at all, my heart tells me that this is where it wants to be, and I don't see any reason for that to change at all." She said seriously, surprised that he would feel the need to say that.
"What does your heart tell you?" he said quietly, so quietly that the entire mood of the afternoon changed a much more serious mood in place now.
"My heart tells me that it is content with you, and is happy, and will remain happy so long as it has your heart."
Smiling, they looked into each other's eyes, happiness seeming to radiate off of the two as they kissed for a long, long time.
Later on they would both discover that that moment was when the beginnings of an inseparable bond between their two spirits began.
A/N: Ehh I know this is a lot shorter than what I usually write, but at this point I don't think I have a 3000 word chapter in me. I'm not sure I like the ending on this one, but again I'm not sure exactly where I am going with this right now.
For those that don't know a whole lot about Gondolin (or should I say obsess over it like me…) the Orfalch Echor is the ravine that led into the hidden valley, guarded by seven gates, and the great gate was built by Maeglin after the Battle of Unnumbered Tears. The Square of the Folkwell was a large square in the city-think almost like Central Park- that was pretty much a foresty area that had a lot of trees and a well that had a great depth to it, with unbelievably pure water.
I almost hate having to write Maeglin in, but its unavoidable, seeing as he was in charge of the cities miners, and hey he just so happens to be Nariel's boss :/
I've been thinking of where I want this story to go, and at this point, I'm kind of split, so there might be two different endings going on, with very different paths too, so if anyone wants to see that, let me know.
Reviews are greatly appreciated as always, I'll also be barricading myself in my room in case any anger person wants to kill me haha, and sorry again for such a long wait, and for such a rambling authors note….
