Elrond and Celeborn plot against Thranduil...and some GLORESTOR...
CHAPTER 7
Elrond and Celeborn left the hall of fire for the solitude of the library. Celeborn had found out only moments before Elrond about the prank. Celeborn turned to Elrond, mischief entering his eyes.
"What shall we do?"
Elrond smirked.
"When I was younger, I put black oil in Ereinion's hair oil and it turned his hair pink. Maybe we can mix together different oils and Thranduil's hair will fall out."
Celeborn laughed.
"A bald elf? What a cruel joke Elrond."
Elrond laughed as well.
"Or perhaps we can make him bald and make his face look like Morgoth, or even worse, a balrog."
Celeborn was nearly doubled over with laughter.
"Or perhaps an orc."
Elrond stopped laughing, then his eyes went wide.
"That is perfect!"
Celeborn nodded.
"It is."
They began to plan their prank.
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Erestor had watched Elrond and Celeborn leave the hall of fire. Where had they gone to? Glorfindel came up behind his beloved and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Elrond knows."
Erestor swallowed hard.
"Knows what?"
Glorfindel chuckled.
"That is was all a prank set up by you and Thranduil."
Erestor felt his face go hot.
"How do they know?"
Glorfindel shrugged.
"Someone told them I suppose."
Erestor watched as his mate left him for a moment to speak to some of his warriors. What would Elrond do to him?
TBC...
