At least she was dressed for the road. Warm boots and thick woolen pants. A wool tunic and a warm fur lined coat with a hood. Minogos wrapped her up in his cloak as well. She was snug against his chest and he held her protectively against him. He barely slowed when he reached where the ancients waited.

"Lets put as much distance between us and this place as we can." He said quickly and urged his horse on. The ancients mounted up as Glorfindel passed them and they followed. Without the need for stealth they moved much quicker. The plains and rolling hills giving way to dots of fir trees and other evergreens.

"Did he hurt you?" Minogos asked in a whisper against her pointed ear.

"Not really." She said softly. "Can we talk about this later? When we are stopped. I am feeling many things right now. One of them is a bit sick from the movement of the horse. Just let me enjoy being so close to you. "

"alright." He spoke softly to her. Yet having a feeling this conversation might be a bit hard to hear.

Juniper sat beside a large fit pit. A swooped chair cradled her as she stay warm inside a heavy woolen blanket. She was feeling a sense of calm that night for the first time since she awoken at the Elven Camp. Ryu was well on the mend and being taken care of by someone that cared for her more than anyone.

Her thoughts made her smile as she stared at the dancing flames. The spirals and sways they made became one long bend when Thranduil entered. Then as suddenly as the flames began their stretch it was over and they returned to dancing as the tents flap was closed.

"You have the right idea Melamin." He says as he slides his winter cloak off. We will be leaving the day after tomorrow. Everything has been prepared and checked 3 times and it all will get checked again tomorrow.

He removing his robe to lay it over a chair. He moved closer and lowered to sit upon a stool. He watching her watch him as he removed his boots. "Is there something on your mind?" He asked gently. Her silence had begun to be well noted.

"Well sure. My mind is rarely empty Thranduil. However, if you mean concerning all this? Yes and no. I am not so worried. There have been a few things Minol has said that I have picked up on and I am confident you and I will survive. That confidence does not extend to everyone else." She spoke so softly of everything. Her voice trembling.

His gaze had leveled on her when she began to speak of Minol. This faith she had in him was misguided at best. He watched as her eyes pulled away from his and returned their gaze upon the fire. He sighed and lowered to the rugs and began to crawl towards her. Stopping to kneel and lean on her chair . His hands gently caressing her head. "Melamin. The truth is you can not really for see the future. Its always subjective . It's always changing. The Lady of Lorien will tell you that. "

She nodded as he lowered down to look her in the eye. His fingers leaving her head to dance lightly across her cheek. His lips meeting hers tenderly. She smiled after the kiss and whispered. "Take me to bed Melamin. I am not wearing anything under here."

That icy gaze widened and then he began to smile rather widely. His arms scooping her into them. Blanket and all. His feet pressing into the rugs lain out on the floor of his tent. Gliding her towards their bed. His body cast in a warm orange light from the smaller fire pits that run the length of the sizeable tent. The alcove of their bed was rather warm.

With gentle ease her lay her back into the plush softness. His body following the motion of his arms. Then resting on his hands. He gazed into the deep pools of her eyes. Seeing into the fae he was was connected to in ways the other elves could not understand. While the distance would grow between them physically he would feel everything she did and vice versa.

He was not looking forward to this. He knew with her not there if she should feel fear he would know it and he could do nothing to protect her. His trust would be in Elthian and Finnola. She grinned up to him and squirmed against him.

"You have left me a tightly wrapped bundle Melamin." Her voice came forth in a low whisper.

"I have my reasons." Thranduil chuckled. His thick brows raise in an arch.

She lay there a moment thinking about these reasons. She could not find one. Not a good one. Her eyes narrow and finally focus back in on him. He could tell as slightly dilated pupils tighten and she narrows her gaze.

"What good reason is there my Love?" She asked in a sarcastic tone.

He smiled amusedly at her and shifted his weight onto one hand . The other allowing the tips of slender fingers to grazed over the blanket. Then he gave it a slightly rough tug. Making her shake a bit. However its tightness around her loosened greatly.

"I thought that it would be highly entertaining to unwrap you like a gift." His explanation followed by a kiss. She let out a whimper or two before she just melted under him. Her wrist captured in his hands and pinned to the bed. The kiss heated her whole body and made her thighs tremble.

The kiss broken shortly after his tongue had finally invaded her small sweet mouth. Causing a small gasp to escape her lips. His body slowly rolled back until he half knelt over her. His hands grasping the blanket for another rough tug it finally began to unravel around her chest first . Then another tug. Making her hips bounce more this time. The bit around her waist came undone even more. Then finally he worked it completely loose and it just lay over her warmth.

He rose and pulled a screen across. No need for whatever messenger entered to see everything. He pulled his tunic away and just tossed it to the side. Within a few steps his leggings just seemed to disappear. It was time to discover that indeed she had been true to her word. There was nothing but tender flesh under the woolen blanket.

His lips pressed to tongue delved deeply between her soft lips. She felt fire travel down her side. The tips of his fingers blazing that trail down her body and over the gentle swell of her hip. Then across the skin under her navel. Making her belly tremble in delight.

The tip of his middle finger pressed against her. Finding that sensitive center. Now she moaned against the kiss. His touch stroking her fires under they roared even more to life. Penetrating her core sinking rather deeply. Her thighs quivered and parted. Her body blossoming before him. Eager to have more.

With the impending departure on the horizon he was finding his need to mate growing. She had been feeling it as well. The nature of the pixie to create as much life as possible before the battle. Their numbers could be replenished quickly this way. Elves had no such compunction. That desire often was lessened. Their birth rates only picked up during peace. While he was an elf he was affected by her.

When she neared orgasm he stopped . His desire to be one with her was too great. Yet he wanted to draw this out. He wanted a night filled with pleasure not just a few hours. Pulling back to stare down at her . Her lips swollen from the kiss. He grabbed her hips and flipped her over . Then pulled them up. Her wings laying against her back like a glistening veil. His hands caressing over her hips . The pulling them back to pierce her with a thick spear. Her cries lifting.

His hips meet her backside firmly . She moans into the pillows. Then again she is pressed forward with a moan . Her face turning to the pillows to moan hungrily into them. Her body experiencing intense pleasure within moments. He could feel it. Her body telling him everything he needs to know . He pulled from her leaving her body aching in disappointment.

This was perhaps the most exquisite torture.

She had lost the ability to sense anything beyond the hum in her head that mixed with the beat of her heart. She could feel his hands on her hips pulling them down. The sensation was not expected. Something warm and soft running against the soaking sweet entrance all the way to her swelling pearl.

She managed to push up on her hands. rolling her hips downward to grind against the wet hot ecstasy. Pushing herself up she was straddling him. Her hands finding his. Their fingers lace together. Her eyes were closed but his were not. He gazed up the flat belly of her . Then over the perky swells of her breast to her beautiful face.

Her expressions and the soft mewling sounds of her pleasure fueled his fires. A tiny little bud rubbed against his nose as his tongue sank deeper inside her tight sweet well. Her hips jerking in tiny circles. The grip on his hand tightens. Then he was rewarded with the hot sweet flavor of her orgasm.

Her head rolled back with her lusty cry. He body left utterly helpless in those moments. He released her hands down against the bed . She collapsing down to her elbows . He found himself positioned behind her once again. Her body resting on her belly. He just grinned and straddled her shaking legs. He hands squeezing her firm little bottom. His flesh sliding deep into the creamy center.

She bit on a pillow. Her hands grasping it tightly. He body was tight as she was but this. This was excruciatingly pleasurable. He would not last long like this . His hips rocking and in long sweeps. Every inch of him dragging against her center of pleasure . Her body quakes and he looses all control. His hands beside her head as his hips shudder. Finally he lowered to his elbows . His head down against the pillows. His body seemed to cover hers with ease. They body riding a wave of euphoria.

With much effort he disengaged and lay beside her. He pulled the woolen blanket back over them and He held her to his chest. He knew what has happened . He knew He would need to call her back gently. His hands caressing her soft hair and his kisses were soft against her forehead.

She began to squirm a bit more and whimper. His words like a beacon in sea of color she floated upon. "Open your eyes Melamin. Look at me." Her lashes fluttered and he smiled. "There you are." Her eyes opened a little and lifted up to him. Now he wore an overly proud smirk. Quite pleased with himself.

"You're despicable." She said with a grin.

This made him blink then laugh." I will bite. Why am I despicable?"

"You tormented me." She whispered.

"I did." He said a bit flatly.

"That was cruel." She protested.

"It was." He agreed.

She narrowed her eyes and lifted her head.

"You are still feeling the pleasure from it too. I am further aroused by that thought. Tonight has only begun my lusty fae. I promise you there is much more torment to come." He watched as her lips quivered and pursed together. She left a bit speechless. He pulled her lips down for a tender kiss. "Just know how much you are loved. You are more precious to me than any jewel. Than any ring. "

He held her closely. She feeling every bit of emotion that came with those simply words. It was truly breath taking.

When Minogos and the others finally stopped for the night the light was already fading. Their mounts sweaty and foaming. They were quickly unsaddled and let loose. The camp made rather quickly. They shelter raised within moments. A small fire was all they would make to heat some water and food. Unwilling to risk a large blaze that could be seen for miles.

Minogos took he own provisions a bit further away. He needing privacy with Bynsarda. No one protested his choice. They expected it. He put up his small tent and filled it with his bedroll and a one for her. The crawled inside to start warming it up with their own body heat before the night fully fell.

They lay just staring at each other for an hour. their fingers caressing a cheek or a hand . Just letting themselves reconnect with the physical. He took her in his arms and just held her. "When we reached the town it was in ruin. Penny and Pearl are fine. We sent all the survivors towards the Elf Kings lands." He kissed her shoulder and she sighed in relief. "There was no way I was not going to try and save you. Those three would not let me go alone." He said moving his head towards the flap.

"I am so happy to hear my girls made it." She began. "I had worried over them the whole time." She pressed a little closer to him. "Did you fufill your promise?" She asked.

"I am working on it. I have met her. I have seen her and spoken with her. This Queen my father has told me about since my birth. " He whispered.

"Well what is she like?"

"I have not spoken with her much but her voice is like spring. You hear it and it holds you warmly. When I look on her I see nothing but light. Warm and inviting. I think that is a gift from my father. That I would revere this Pixie. I had even considered talking to you about coming there with me . Just so I could be near her. Its not sexual. its something else. " His voice faded and his head lay on her shoulder.

The fading light made her red hair seem more crimson. He ran his fingers through the softness and breathed in her scent. "I need to know Byn. I need to know what happened." He whispered to her.

"I made an agreement. The moment he took me from .. Him." She refused to say the name she knew well the power of a name. "I would serve as his and in return I would be given a vast amount of information. "

"I see. I do not think I need to know the details just the information. I have a really good idea about the rest. He and my father are so much alike." He lifted his head to show he did not care. She had done what she though right for the situation. "I just care that you are here with me. Now do not get me wrong. I do not like it but I will not take it beyond that." His gaze on hers.

She smiled that beautiful smile. "I chose to live forever with you." She spilled her confession to him and he gasp.

"You did?" He kissed her softly. "Well I think we should work on making that happen." He slid on top of her . She laughed against his lips and did not let go.

The morning came far too soon. He kissed Bynsarda many times. Each one waking her a bit more. "We will be leaving soon. " He whispered to her as his lips trailed over her ear lobe.

"5 more minutes." She whimpered softly.

"Byn. You really must wake up. This isn't afternoon at the tavern." He scolded softly and let his fingers play over one of her ample breast.

"You are not kidding with that." One of her eyes opened a little to look up at a face far too pretty to be male yet he was. "I have lay here with this stone in my side for the last 45 minutes. I do not recall having that happen not even once back home." She squirmed around so her body was no long feeling the jabbing sensation and she was looking right into his eyes.

He was about to retort with something very witty when his words were cut off.

"You know we have another company waiting on us and this whole impending war thing to tend to." Glorfindel was just outside now. Smirking to himself. He knew exactly what he was interrupting. He had heard enough of it the night before. "Just in case it slipped your mind my brother." He continued.

"Oh and it was lovely to kind of meet you Bynsarda. I mean he waited no time getting into the bedroll last night. Surely you both are well rested." He sounded sarcastically sincere.

Minogos poked his head out of his tent. "Glorfindel. we are getting dressed." He said softly.

"Now you are." He just smiled sweetly and turned to go.

Hiroc was smirking as he made himself some tea at the fire. Glorfindel returning into the warmth. "Such things are wasted on the youth." Hiroc grumbled and Glorfindel began to chuckle.

Hannibal grumbled from his own perch. His eyes scanning the dim plains. "The only thing I saw all night was a few goats. Not even a deer moved. I can not say I have had an experience quite like this at night."

"That would be because of you." Minogos came into the light now. "You saw the goats because they are still domestic beasts. They don't have the same instinct. Hiroc doesn't give off the same aura. You are a wolf on edge."

Hannibal glanced at Hiroc who only shrugged at him.

Finally she joined them. Everything went quiet as she eyed each of them. "Well don't get all shy because of me. " She lowered down into a crouch. Minogos passed her his tea cup. "Lets see. " She looked around at those gathered. "You are obviously Glorfindel." Her gaze leveled on him. "You are the famous Elven Warrior returned from the dead. However, I hear you are a conceited pompous jerk with a battle fetish and that some how you attracted one of the last Giant Dams to your bed. Now that I have your attention I have a few things I need to tell you."

"Well good to know my reputation precedes me. Please do continue." Glorfindel said and leaned forward.

When she was done telling him what he needed to know Glorfindel sat there in stunned silence. Everyone looked at him to see what he would say.

"Oh my did I steal the voice of the great Glorfindel?" The redheaded elleth narrowed her eyes.

It did not take him that long to recover from the news. Deep down he knew there was the chance of it . He began to grin then and sat back. "I like you. You're going to be fun. Balrog you say. More than one. I am not the same ellon I was back then lovely Byn and I will not be alone. "

"I merely needed to give you that information. Since it would mean so much to you. You will be the one to take them on. You know how to kill one." She sighed. "The rest I will tell when it needs to be and then some I can only tell the King and the Queen. "

She finished off the tea and passed the cup back to Minogos. "Now I need to go finish tearing down the tent and get the horse packed." She lifted up and turned about leaving them.

Glorfindel just grinned. "Yes I do like her." He looked to Mingos who sighed. "She and Finn will get on like best friends. Then we should worry."

Gandalf watched the lone figure approaching in the first tendrils of the new light of the day. He knew who it was. He had know for the better part of 2 days. "Lord Elrond I was under the impression you were not alone." The wizard said in good humor.

"I was not." Elrond said and dismounted. "We came upon the group you sent to Lasgalen. They needed a little help. So Elladan went with them. How long have you been here?"

"Just a day or two. I suspect our wayward travelers will be back soon." Gandalf grumbled and began to smoke his pipe once again.

"Oh? Well lets get me some tea and You can tell me about these wayward travels." He grinned and moved deeper into the camp with the wizard.

Jeven was crawling from his tent when he saw Elrond approaching. "Wife. The other elf lord is here." He tells Tauriel was now following him.

"Lord Elrond it is very good to see you." Tauriel chimed in. "You have news from home?" She asked eagerly.

"Can I get a little tea in me before you go to bombarding me with questions?" He scolds her.

Tauriel rolls her eyes. "Very well but don't tarry. I have been worried."

"Everyone is well and Legolas and Ryu are betrothed they had the feast a few days before I left." He told her hoping to shut her up. Which she did not.

"Seriously? Oh . What was the ceremony like? Did they use Ada's rings? What did she wear? What did the Queen wear? What color were the flowers?" She moved in closer and Elrond sighed.