Title: I hold in my hands
Author: Sapphira-isilme
Summary: A young lady of our world awakens to find herself in Imladris yet she soon learns that she was not the first person from our world to find themselves there. And the book of a trilogy in her bag that came with her?... Was it all a coincidence? Non-Canon *No tenth walker!*
Author's Note: Yes, i am writing a self insert for my first fic but this only because for my first fic uploaded on here i wanted to write something that would be easy enough. There will be no Mary-Sues, not in my life time, no tenth walker, just a good old fic to lose yourself in!...with a bit of humour and ridiculousness thrown in ;p
Disclaimer: I own nothing, no characters or places or names or anything in this story except for Kylie!
Chapter 11.
A strong wind whipped the heavy curtains at the window into a frenzy. Kylie awoke with a start as the hems of the dense material cracked like a whip in the icy morning air.
Shivering slightly she realised she had fallen asleep the night before as she read, her book lay open on her lap. She picked it up and put it hastily to the side as she scrambled underneath the heavy covers and pulled them up to her chin. "Bloody hell" She muttered between chattering teeth.
Weeks had passed since she had had that last conversation with Elrond, she was settling happily into life in Imladris treating it as a well earned holiday. She had made friends around the household, Lastariel, the She Elf who had collected her that first night had become her unofficial teacher in Elven ways, customs and lore. She visited the great kitchens of the house and thoroughly amazed the staff by asking them if she could help in anyway, they had quickly agreed and Laugcaim, the head of the Kitchen had taught her some simple skills. Kylie, in return taught them some of her own recipes which were welcomed with supreme curiosity. Lindir had finally succeeded in teaching her the game of strategy that he had started in the Hall of Fire and they wiled away many nights playing the challenging game, Lindir generally beat Kylie into the ground with his own pieces but it was the fun they got out the game that really mattered. Then came the twin sons of Elrond. Elrohir had returned to full health and the two dark haired lordlings took it upon themselves to settle her into their home and were keeping her occupied with things such as games, history lessons and mischievousness.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a series of knocks on her door. Speak of the Devils! She thought with a grin. "Come in!" She called out, not moving from her warm cocoon. The door opened and Elladan and Elrohir entered the room, the twins wore identical outifts, a knee length long sleeved raw silk tunic in deep red over black velvet leggings. Their faces broke out into large smiles as they took in the scene before them and Elrohir laughed out loud as he sat on the edge of the bed with Elladan standing at the bottom.
"Are you quite alright in there?" Elrohir asked, the smile still not leaving his face.
"I'm freezing!" Kylie pouted. "You lot may not feel the cold but i sure do!"
Elladan pulled at the clasp that held his hair at the back of his head causing it to spill over his shoulders then walked over to the curtains, held them together and then pinned them in place with the piece of jewellery.
"Occasionally the susceptibility of the Edain to the elements may slip our minds. Forgive us." He said as he returned to his place at the end of the bed.
"Oh! Don't be silly!" Kylie said as she waved her hand dismissively, sat up and pulled her icy feet underneath her. "Now! How does today work?"
Today was the last in the the celebration of the festival of Turuhalmë. Kylie had grasped that it was very similar to the old winter tradition of Yule. Over the past two days there had been constant food, drinks, dancing, music and celebration throughout the Last Homely House.
"The grounds outside are thick with snowfall" Elladan started.
"And there is already much merriment in the Hall." Elrohir finished.
"Would you care to join us for a warming drink?" Elladan continued. "We are to meet Glorfindel and Erestor in the hall of Fire, Lindir has composed a special song for the occasion to be performed tonight, we want to acquire the perfect viewing position for the event. Ada will join us later"
"Don't you think it's a little early to start drinking!" Kylie asked the two, her gaze followed Elladan who walked around the corner of the bed slowly and lowered himself down to sit at her side, then she looked over to Elrohir who was at her other side. She was trapped in a twin sandwich.
"It is never too early" Kylie jumped and turned quickly as she felt Elladan's breath at her ear, the strong scent of a potent Dorwinion wine wafted into her nostrils and Kylie giggled as she poked Elladan on the nose. He blinked at her in surprise and straightened his back.
"I have come to learn that nothing is sacred when it comes to you two!" She said as she pushed the covers down.
Elrohir gasped in mock offense " We are the personification of virtue!" He cried as Kylie's eyes widened, a cheeky grin tugged at her lips as she stood up on the mattress and kicked the cover over the top of the twins heads then jumped off of the bed landing with a soft thud on the ground. "And the most convincing liars i have ever come across!"
A couple of hours later found the three of them strolling into the Hall of fire, Kylie had changed into her new gown that the twins had gifted her with for the festival. It was a deep purple velvet, thicker than normal given the weather, the large bell sleeves were lined in rabbit fur. Upon her shoulders she wore a heavy cloak of black velvet to match her gown, the neck was lined in the same fur and she snuggled deep into it's warmth. Her dark shinning hair spilled over the back of the cloak, coming now to her waist, Elrohir had woven ribbons of the deepest purple into her braids at her temple that kept her hair off her face.
"Ah! Welcome!" Glorfindel marched up to the three, His wavy golden hair flowing loose in his wake. He embraced each of them in turn, spilling not a drop from the close to overflowing glass he held in right hand "You are just in time, my friends! The hall is filling and we are well onto our second bottle!"
Kylie giggled as he led them to a bunch of thick plushy cushions of varying sizes scattered on the floor of the hall, they were located just off to the side of the large constantly burning fire and directly in front of the intricately carved wooden podium on which Lindir would perform his song later in the night.
Erestor smiled at them from his position on one particularly large cushion, he lay on his side clad in the least formal attire she had ever seen him in since she had arrived, it as a simple full length maroon, high necked thick velvet robe that fell about him in the most flattering of ways.
"My my! Don't we look comfy!" Kylie said with a smile as she lowered herself down next to him, her dress pooling around her like liquid.
"That i am, Pen neth. I haven't felt this relaxed in a long while!"
Glorfindel leaned over from his position in between the twins and whispered, none too quietly "It's the wine"
The small group laughed and proceeded to tell stories, jokes and drink until the sound of a gong rang out through the hall.
The Lord Elrond stood upon the podium and smiled out at the hall. He was dressed in magnificent cotton robes of navy blue, around his waist was a satin belt of shimmering silver matching the velvety drapes hanging from his shoulders.
"Mae tollen, Mellyn nin!" He said to the crowd, his fair voice amplified by the clever acoustics of the hall. "It is my pleasure to have such wonderful people gathered in my house for this joyful holiday. But now, i ask you you give your undivided attention to my head Minstrel, Lindir."
Elrond made his was off the podium to cheering and merry whooping, Lindir was already sat upon a chair, a lute in his hands. His long dark hair was loose from any bindings and flowed down into his frost blue robes creating a startling contrast, a simple, delicate silver circlet upon his brow . He strummed the first few notes of the song and the crowd quieted. His soft crystalline voice entwined with the sombre notes he played, singing of snow covered logs, colds nights huddled together and warm drinks to comfort the soul. As the song progressed it picked up a faster tempo and his voice rose to joyful tune, he sang of flowers springing forth from blankets of white, creatures of Orome venturing forth from their burrows, trees of the brightest greens and sun dappled hills. As his song came to a close he stood and bowed to the gathered assembly. "Hannon le! Tolo, mado a sogo uin mereth!" He called with a smile causing the crowd to laugh heartily and cheer their approval.
Elrond and Lindir joined Glorfindel, Erestor the twins and Kylie. The night progressed as finger food circulated to the room, dancing couples flowed between seated groups and drink flowed freely.
Kylie giggled to herself as she lay back into the pillows dizzily, her vision blurring. She heard the twins excitedly retelling a tale from their latest expedition. Glorfindel laughed uproariously as Elrohir recounted how Elladan was thrown from his horse and into a river. This is amazing She thought to herself. Never would i have imagined anything like this to be possible. Despite the noise around her she drifted off into a contented sleep, Lindir noticed after a while and and smiled pulling her cloak around her form to blanket her in it's warmth.
Eventually elves started to leave as the night waned and Arien made herself known painting the early morning with hues of red, pink and yellow. The small group contentedly said their goodbyes, the alcohol long worn off leaving them in a happily subdued and sleepy mood. Glorfindel led Erestor out of the room, the dark Councillor practically asleep in his arms. Lindir and Elrond stood next with the twins following suit. Elladan reached to gather Kylie in his arms who mumbled in her sleep and turned into the warmth of his body. He smiled softly and followed his father and brother out of the room.
TBC
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, it was quite fun to write!
Edain: Men/second born
Ada: Father
Arien: A beautiful maiden who guides the vessel of the Sun.
Pen neth: Young one
Mae tollen, Mellyn nin: Welcome, My friends!
Hannon le! Tolo, mado a sogo uin mereth!: Thank you! Come, eat and drink of the feast!