Chapter One
Early Morning And The Rising Sun
I was sleeping, tossing and turning in my bed. I was having a nightmare of some childish trouble that I forget of what it even was about. I must have being making a lot of noise, for Thalionlass was at my side in an instant trying to rouse me.
"Maikalindë!" He said gently shaking my shoulder.
My eyes flew open and I found myself staring into my brother's eyes. It was like looking into a mirror, except than Thalionlass's beautiful face was confused while mine was just tired.
"What is it?" I asked groggily.
"You were tossing and turning," Thalionlass said quietly.
"Was I?" I asked dumbly. He smiled so warmly; I felt the bottom of my stomach drop.
"You were," he laughed quietly.
"What time is it?" I asked as I sat up. He sat down on the side of my bed.
"Almost four a.m.," he said quietly. I yawned. "Still tired?"
"A bit," I answered quietly.
"Well, then do not let me stop you from sleeping," he said as he retreated back to his bed. How I longed for him to sleep next to me, in my arms. At that point I had banished the thought, thinking myself strange for wanting something like that from my brother. "Sleep tight."
With that, I heard his breathing slow and deepen. I knew he was asleep, but I could not. The thing with me was that if I woke early in the morning, I could not return to a restful sleep.
So I lay there, thinking of things. Watching my twin. Suddenly, he awoke. I quickly looked to the canopy of my bed. Then, I acted as if he woke me from my sleep.
"Thalionlass, what is it?" I asked sitting up, for I heard him grumble something.
"I can't sleep," he said quietly looking over to where I sat. "Can you?"
It appeared my brother had the same problem as I.
"No, not in the slightest. What time is it?" I asked.
"Four twenty," he answered rubbing his eyes.
"Want to get some breakfast?" I asked quietly as I slipped out of bed.
"I do," he said sliding out of his bed.
Thalionlass walked to the wardrobe and pulled on a pair of leggings. He did not put a tunic over his undershirt. 'Too hot,' he had muttered. I did the same thing and we walked quietly toward the kitchens.
When we arrived there, it was completely empty. It was even too early for Iriador. So, we found some bread and some jam. We were about to sit down at the table when Thalionlass suggested something.
"Why don't we take our breakfast outside to the hill in the garden and watch the sunrise?"
"I would love that!" I had said enthusiastically.
"Well, let's go then," he said walking toward the door.
I followed him quietly. We walked in silence to the small hill in the garden. We sat and ate our food in the grey dawn as we awaited the rising sun. Soon, it had begun to rise and it splashed the world around us in brilliant reds and oranges. All one could do is sit and watch the magnificence unfold. When the sun had fully risen, in all of its glory, Thalionlass turned to me.
"The sunrise was almost as beautiful as your-," he stopped short as if he had said too much. I laughed. He later told me that he had meant that it was as almost as beautiful as my smile.
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A/N: So, that was chapter #1. I would suggest, that if you do not care for "twincest" slash, DO NOT read on. This may be the last update for a while. I want to get some more chapters put on 'Eight Princes' before I continue, but do not give up hope on this one. This chapter was more of a prologue than a chapter but I still put it as a chapter. Anyway, I hope you like it and if you didn't don't flame me please. Well, thank you for reviewing. Luv, Gia