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Images of Broken Light

Chapter Two

Elrohir and Elladan had gotten to breakfast not but three minutes earlier. They sat at the far end of the table like statues. Both faces like stone in the same expression of wondering. Both appearing to have their hands in their laps. Both secretly reaching for the other's hand for comfort. Elrond had the most menacing glare in his eyes. Both knew it meant they had done something. Nobody spoke for the longest time until Elrohir, in his dim-witted ways, broke the silence.

"Adar, if we did something, just tell us now. I'd rather not sit here any longer. And please, stop staring at me so. It's rather unnerving. Now, if I can be excused." Elrohir stood quickly, being rather polite for his age, and took a hold of Elladan's sleeve, dragging him along.

Elrond was left quite stunned as the twins simply left. Elladan gave a doubtful look as the door closed and Elrond couldn't help but chuckle. Lord Glorfindel looked up from a piece of bread with a light honey spread on it. He arched a brow at Lord Elrond, trying to comprehend.

"Ah, Glorfindel. They're growing so slowly. Still depending on one another. Both think they get away with the hands under the table trick. I know they need to know the other is scared out of his wits. Perhaps some separation time would be best."

Glorfindel's jaw dropped. He stared quite blankly at the lord of Imladris. "Are you mad?! Those two cannot live without each other! Send one away and the other will surely follow! And.. and.. Lord Elrond, you cannot do that!" Glorfindel took a moment to regain his composure before continuing. "If I will see to it that they no longer depend upon each other so much, will you change your decision?"

Elrond only nodded before standing and leaving the room. Glorfindel was now the one left blinking. He headed out of the dining hall, his bread in hand. Perhaps Glorfindel had more of a heart than the twins thought. The Elven lord made his way to Elrohir's room. He knew the twins were to be found there. A talk was in order.

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Elladan flopped back onto Elrohir's bed. He snuggled down into the pillow, letting out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. "Ai, Elrohir. You're the bravest Elf I know. I can't believe you just walked out on adar. Its like a crime!" The elder twin seemed half asleep, so Elrohir didn't argue with the comment but simply smiled slightly. He had gone about the task of picking clothes of his own for the day.

Elladan had silently stood sometime in the process of choosing clothing. He reached around Elrohir, grabbing a tunic right out of his hands. "I do believe this is mine, dear brother. No matter how much I care for my twin, I cannot forgive him for his thievery." He grinned, taking the tunic with him back to the bed.

Elrohir frowned, looking still for something to wear. He suddenly found the tunic Elladan was wearing. It was the only way to be sure it was his own. Putting it on, he suddenly heard a knocking on the door. It could only be one person. "Come in, Glorfindel!"

The door opened quickly, the Elf slipping on and slamming it behind him. He smiled brightly. "I spoke with your father. And then your mother in the fall. And then Erestor. We all think its best if.. if.." He stopped short, feeling bad for asking such a thing from the twins.

Elladan blinked a few times before speaking out. "What is it, Glorfindel? We know its father's idea. No nee to stutter." He smirked as Elrohir began laughing. "Glorfindel, just tell us. Elrohir and myself won't be angry with you."

Glorfindel sighed, defeated. "Your father wants you two to be less.. together all the time. You're too dependant and he doesn't like it. Now, Elladan, go to your room and no more entering each other's rooms. And if you must, please make it this room so I don't have to walk very far in the morning."

Elrohir's jaw dropped, much as Glorfindel's had at the breakfast table. He turned slowly. "NO! Are you mad?! I'm not agreeing if my life depended on it!" Elladan thought a moment before standing and pushing Glorfindel out gently. It looked quite odd for a four foot tall Elf pushing a fully-grown one around, but the Elven Lord took a hint and was pushed easily. The door shut in his face.

Elladan turned to Elrohir, simply blinking. He opened his mouth as if to speak but no words came out. Elrohir on the other hand was silently cursing his ill luck quite profanely. Most of Rivendell wondered where the young Elf had heard such words. Either way, his mouth never stopped running until Elladan put a hand over it. "Hush, Elrohir." He thought a long moment before continuing.

"Elrohir, I will stay with you no matter what adar says, alright? We're friends before brothers and nobody separates friends like that. I'll follow you to heaven, or hell. In life, or death. Just think of this as.. a vacation. Alright? You'll stay here and read up on things and I'll go further educate myself on horses and the stables. That way we'll just so happen to be in the same place at the same time. Just.. go read. Go to adar's library."

And those were probably the wisest words Elladan would ever say. He was all of 5 in human reckoning. Elrohir frowned, getting up and storming out. Perhaps the words didn't sink in quite yet.