Not So Long
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Ok, to answer a few reviewer questions!
Iawen Londea: Hullo there, thanks for the reviews, SO glad you like it! Ok, Elrond and Elladan aren't worried about Elrohir because he's supposed to be in Lothlorien and to their knowledge, so far, they think he is still there. But don't worry they'll come in play later.
Black Mage: Thanks for the supportive review, very happy you like it! It's really that best so far? Awww, thank you. Don't worry ramblish reviews don't bother me in the least, ramble on! You could say something interesting!
Goblz: Interesting did you say? YAY! Elrond isn't worries yet, Elrohir is supposed to be gone.at least for now. There will be some dark angsty stuff coming your way soon! Just because you mentioned it and it'll fit nicely with the story!
Good Charlotte Freak: Hullo there! Here's your dedication chapter! It's all for you! As for the 'item' who knows, though I have a little something, something in mind.mwuhahaha!
Lamoo: It's you again! Have I ever mentioned that you are one of my favouritest reviewers?! Very glad to see you reading yet another one of my fics! I'm glad you told me it was different, I was trying for that and it seems I have succeeded, hope you stay with it and enjoy!
Kevin Luver: Poison him? Yes, that.well you shall soon find out in this chapter! So happy you like it! And don't worry interesting stuff is bound to happen later on in the sense of freedom and all that!
Thanks to all my wonder, loverly, magnificent reviewers! I love you all so much! And this chapter is dedicated to Good Charlotte Freak who has been a great help and computer/keyboard/typing/e-mail buddy!
On with the story!
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"You didn't really poison him did you?" Elrohir asked as he followed Valora out of the room.
"Maybe, maybe not." Valora smiled coyly and kept her hurried pace along the hall.
"Oh." Elrohir didn't say anything but followed along.
"There he is!" Valora claimed victoriously as she entered a room to the right of them where Lord Cyril was standing and looking out an opened window into a field below where some men were handling a rather rowdy stallion.
"Lord Cyril." Valora called to him as she stepped into the room.
"Valora, Elrohir." Lord Cyril nodded, Elrohir couldn't help but notice the enormously friendly smile on his face.
"You had thirty minutes today, think you found the cure?" Valora asked sweetly as she moved towards his desk.
"Thirty minutes? Must have been a powerful one." Lord Cyril smiled and turned away, "Unfortunately for me, I'm already dead." Lord Cyril turned and looked at Valora.
"You mean to tell me you couldn't find the antidote for Sha-sing poison?" Valora turned towards the window and looked out at the men and the stallion, who had apparently kicked one of the men and now had control of his lead rope.
"How did you manage that one?" Lord Cyril asked with a laugh.
"Shouldn't leave some things lying around like that." Valora winked.
"Very well, you win today. Here, take me ring." Lord Cyril slide a silver ring off his finger and tossed it to Valora.
"You're to kind my Lord." Valora bowed and motioned for Elrohir to follow her.
"You'll soon learn, Elrohir, that this is anything but a normal house." Lord Cyril smiled as Elrohir exited the room.
Elrohir had gotten that impression very early on. Valora, she was something different all together. Elrohir was relieved to see that Valora had not really poisoned Lord Cyril and it really was just a game.
Valora had stopped at the end of the hallway and put her finger to her lips to silence Elrohir's questions. Elrohir's ears could hear Giolla yelling at someone.
"How long can it possibly take to open all the windows? You are so slow! Go find that other boy and hurry up or I'll have you back out in the stable by this evening!" Giolla screamed at Vittorio as he ran around the corner and right into Valora.
"She threatening you again?" Valora looked a bit concerned.
"Yes, that's the fifth time already and it's only tuesday." Vittorio shook his head.
"Would she really send you back out to the stables?" Elrohir remembered the two joking last night about how horrible the stable had become and he didn't like the idea of Vittorio going there, he had come to like the young man in the past day.
"I don't know, lately Giolla had been more irksome than ever before. I think it is because Lord Cyril is away so much.
"WHY AREN'T YOU WOKRING?!" Giolla's voice rang through the house loud and clear.
"WE ARE!" Valora screamed back, "really that woman!" Valora muttered and the three started to open drapes and windows once more.
"There are more windows in this castle than I don't know what!" Vittorio moaned as they finished the last room on the ground floor 45 minutes later.
Elrohir though about what it would be like the have to open all the windows back in Imladris, that would take a week at least, though they didn't usually close them, they didn't even had glass in them, or drapes. Elrohir shook his head; he didn't want to think of home. That only meant hurt and pain and especially a longing like he had never felt before.
"VITTORIO!!!" Giolla once again called out to the poor man.
"What now!" Vittorio rolled his eyes and called back to her.
"It's starting to rain!" Giolla yelled back.
Valora started to have a mad giggle fit in the corner and Vittorio gave her the eye. "What is so funny?" He asked.
"We just spent all morning opening all those windows and now, it's going to rain and we have to close them!" Valora smiled. Elrohir could see the irony of it all but he didn't feel like retracing his steps and closing the windows he just opened, apparently neither did Vittorio.
"Great, she's laughing and Giolla is going to be livid if it rains in the house." Vittorio began to pull the windows close with more enthusiasm than he had opening them. Though Valora was still laughing about it she did hurry to help as well. Closing the windows took much less time than Elrohir had though it would, soon the three were sitting in the kitchen and Cook was fixing them a late lunch.
"That awful woman, the things she has you doing!" Cook bustled around the kitchen fretting over the three as though they were her own children, she much reminded Elrohir of the cook in Imladris, maybe women who cooked just had motherly instincts.
"You're such nice looking boys, you should be out finding wives or something else more useful than obeying commands from that witch." Cook set a plate loaded with plenty of food in front of Elrohir.
"You never finished telling us about your home!" Valora looked across the table at Elrohir. Elrohir was about to take a spoonful of the warm soup Cook had given him but paused.
"Um, What have I told you so far?" Elrohir couldn't exactly remember what he had said.
"We stopped when Valora yelled at me for not believing in elves." Vittorio said between mouthfuls of lettuce.
"Oh." Elrohir said quietly.
"I think Vittorio doesn't want to believe in elves because he knows they are prettier than him and that hurts his inflated ego." Valora stuck her tongue out at Vittorio and he tossed a carrot at her.
"That is not true, I just won't believe until I see one, you can understand that, can't you?" Vittorio looked at Elrohir who hadn't said a word through all this.
"Understandable." Elrohir nodded and nervously patted his hair over his ears.
"I wonder what they look like." Valora said in a dreamy voice.
"I though they were supposed to have pointed ears and all that." Vittorio had obviously heard Valora talk about elves in his fair share.
"That's what I read once." Valora said pointedly.
"What did you read?" Elrohir asked curiously, thinking he'd better say something so as not to appear suspicious.
"I don't remember but I borrowed it from Cryil's study and read only the first few pages on elves then of course Giolla found it and nearly tore my ear off for it." Valora said and Elrohir noticed that Lord Cyril's ring that he had given her earlier was placed upon her thumb, threatening to fall off but somehow managing to hang on.
"What did you read?" Elrohir asked curiously it was interesting to see what they had to say.
"They are beautiful and graceful and tall with pointed ears. I even read that they never die!" Valora's eyes lighted up when she said this and Elrohir felt a sudden pang of remorse at the though of these two beautiful people in front of him growing old and dying some day.
"That's what I don't believe!" Vittorio pointed out.
"What that they are immortal?" Elrohir asked.
"That was the word, immortal!" Valora exclaimed happily.
"Yes, that a person can just go on living forever! How's that possible!?" Vittorio looked at Valora, half expecting her to say that she no longer believed either.
"It is true, there are elves in Middle Earth, among many other strange and magical beings." Elrohir said, mostly for Valora's benefit.
"Have you ever met any?" Valora dropped her fork and looked expectantly at Elrohir.
Elrohir paused, what would he say?
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Ok, to answer a few reviewer questions!
Iawen Londea: Hullo there, thanks for the reviews, SO glad you like it! Ok, Elrond and Elladan aren't worried about Elrohir because he's supposed to be in Lothlorien and to their knowledge, so far, they think he is still there. But don't worry they'll come in play later.
Black Mage: Thanks for the supportive review, very happy you like it! It's really that best so far? Awww, thank you. Don't worry ramblish reviews don't bother me in the least, ramble on! You could say something interesting!
Goblz: Interesting did you say? YAY! Elrond isn't worries yet, Elrohir is supposed to be gone.at least for now. There will be some dark angsty stuff coming your way soon! Just because you mentioned it and it'll fit nicely with the story!
Good Charlotte Freak: Hullo there! Here's your dedication chapter! It's all for you! As for the 'item' who knows, though I have a little something, something in mind.mwuhahaha!
Lamoo: It's you again! Have I ever mentioned that you are one of my favouritest reviewers?! Very glad to see you reading yet another one of my fics! I'm glad you told me it was different, I was trying for that and it seems I have succeeded, hope you stay with it and enjoy!
Kevin Luver: Poison him? Yes, that.well you shall soon find out in this chapter! So happy you like it! And don't worry interesting stuff is bound to happen later on in the sense of freedom and all that!
Thanks to all my wonder, loverly, magnificent reviewers! I love you all so much! And this chapter is dedicated to Good Charlotte Freak who has been a great help and computer/keyboard/typing/e-mail buddy!
On with the story!
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"You didn't really poison him did you?" Elrohir asked as he followed Valora out of the room.
"Maybe, maybe not." Valora smiled coyly and kept her hurried pace along the hall.
"Oh." Elrohir didn't say anything but followed along.
"There he is!" Valora claimed victoriously as she entered a room to the right of them where Lord Cyril was standing and looking out an opened window into a field below where some men were handling a rather rowdy stallion.
"Lord Cyril." Valora called to him as she stepped into the room.
"Valora, Elrohir." Lord Cyril nodded, Elrohir couldn't help but notice the enormously friendly smile on his face.
"You had thirty minutes today, think you found the cure?" Valora asked sweetly as she moved towards his desk.
"Thirty minutes? Must have been a powerful one." Lord Cyril smiled and turned away, "Unfortunately for me, I'm already dead." Lord Cyril turned and looked at Valora.
"You mean to tell me you couldn't find the antidote for Sha-sing poison?" Valora turned towards the window and looked out at the men and the stallion, who had apparently kicked one of the men and now had control of his lead rope.
"How did you manage that one?" Lord Cyril asked with a laugh.
"Shouldn't leave some things lying around like that." Valora winked.
"Very well, you win today. Here, take me ring." Lord Cyril slide a silver ring off his finger and tossed it to Valora.
"You're to kind my Lord." Valora bowed and motioned for Elrohir to follow her.
"You'll soon learn, Elrohir, that this is anything but a normal house." Lord Cyril smiled as Elrohir exited the room.
Elrohir had gotten that impression very early on. Valora, she was something different all together. Elrohir was relieved to see that Valora had not really poisoned Lord Cyril and it really was just a game.
Valora had stopped at the end of the hallway and put her finger to her lips to silence Elrohir's questions. Elrohir's ears could hear Giolla yelling at someone.
"How long can it possibly take to open all the windows? You are so slow! Go find that other boy and hurry up or I'll have you back out in the stable by this evening!" Giolla screamed at Vittorio as he ran around the corner and right into Valora.
"She threatening you again?" Valora looked a bit concerned.
"Yes, that's the fifth time already and it's only tuesday." Vittorio shook his head.
"Would she really send you back out to the stables?" Elrohir remembered the two joking last night about how horrible the stable had become and he didn't like the idea of Vittorio going there, he had come to like the young man in the past day.
"I don't know, lately Giolla had been more irksome than ever before. I think it is because Lord Cyril is away so much.
"WHY AREN'T YOU WOKRING?!" Giolla's voice rang through the house loud and clear.
"WE ARE!" Valora screamed back, "really that woman!" Valora muttered and the three started to open drapes and windows once more.
"There are more windows in this castle than I don't know what!" Vittorio moaned as they finished the last room on the ground floor 45 minutes later.
Elrohir though about what it would be like the have to open all the windows back in Imladris, that would take a week at least, though they didn't usually close them, they didn't even had glass in them, or drapes. Elrohir shook his head; he didn't want to think of home. That only meant hurt and pain and especially a longing like he had never felt before.
"VITTORIO!!!" Giolla once again called out to the poor man.
"What now!" Vittorio rolled his eyes and called back to her.
"It's starting to rain!" Giolla yelled back.
Valora started to have a mad giggle fit in the corner and Vittorio gave her the eye. "What is so funny?" He asked.
"We just spent all morning opening all those windows and now, it's going to rain and we have to close them!" Valora smiled. Elrohir could see the irony of it all but he didn't feel like retracing his steps and closing the windows he just opened, apparently neither did Vittorio.
"Great, she's laughing and Giolla is going to be livid if it rains in the house." Vittorio began to pull the windows close with more enthusiasm than he had opening them. Though Valora was still laughing about it she did hurry to help as well. Closing the windows took much less time than Elrohir had though it would, soon the three were sitting in the kitchen and Cook was fixing them a late lunch.
"That awful woman, the things she has you doing!" Cook bustled around the kitchen fretting over the three as though they were her own children, she much reminded Elrohir of the cook in Imladris, maybe women who cooked just had motherly instincts.
"You're such nice looking boys, you should be out finding wives or something else more useful than obeying commands from that witch." Cook set a plate loaded with plenty of food in front of Elrohir.
"You never finished telling us about your home!" Valora looked across the table at Elrohir. Elrohir was about to take a spoonful of the warm soup Cook had given him but paused.
"Um, What have I told you so far?" Elrohir couldn't exactly remember what he had said.
"We stopped when Valora yelled at me for not believing in elves." Vittorio said between mouthfuls of lettuce.
"Oh." Elrohir said quietly.
"I think Vittorio doesn't want to believe in elves because he knows they are prettier than him and that hurts his inflated ego." Valora stuck her tongue out at Vittorio and he tossed a carrot at her.
"That is not true, I just won't believe until I see one, you can understand that, can't you?" Vittorio looked at Elrohir who hadn't said a word through all this.
"Understandable." Elrohir nodded and nervously patted his hair over his ears.
"I wonder what they look like." Valora said in a dreamy voice.
"I though they were supposed to have pointed ears and all that." Vittorio had obviously heard Valora talk about elves in his fair share.
"That's what I read once." Valora said pointedly.
"What did you read?" Elrohir asked curiously, thinking he'd better say something so as not to appear suspicious.
"I don't remember but I borrowed it from Cryil's study and read only the first few pages on elves then of course Giolla found it and nearly tore my ear off for it." Valora said and Elrohir noticed that Lord Cyril's ring that he had given her earlier was placed upon her thumb, threatening to fall off but somehow managing to hang on.
"What did you read?" Elrohir asked curiously it was interesting to see what they had to say.
"They are beautiful and graceful and tall with pointed ears. I even read that they never die!" Valora's eyes lighted up when she said this and Elrohir felt a sudden pang of remorse at the though of these two beautiful people in front of him growing old and dying some day.
"That's what I don't believe!" Vittorio pointed out.
"What that they are immortal?" Elrohir asked.
"That was the word, immortal!" Valora exclaimed happily.
"Yes, that a person can just go on living forever! How's that possible!?" Vittorio looked at Valora, half expecting her to say that she no longer believed either.
"It is true, there are elves in Middle Earth, among many other strange and magical beings." Elrohir said, mostly for Valora's benefit.
"Have you ever met any?" Valora dropped her fork and looked expectantly at Elrohir.
Elrohir paused, what would he say?
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