A/N: I looked absolutely everywhere, short of going to John Edwards and asking Tolkien himself, just how old Elladan and Elrohir are, but found nothing. So, for my purposes, they are about a hundred years older than Legolas. Also, I try to stay as true to Tolkien as I can, but this is slightly A/U because in my story line, Gilraen died shortly after she brought the infant Aragorn to Imladris.
Disclaimer: I don't own Legolas, but I did manage to steal his virtue *wink wink*; Elrond is my librarian, Elladan and Elrohir are my hair dressers, young Aragorn is in charge of catching plot bunnies for me, Thranduil is my gardener, Glorfindel makes my clothes, and all of them are forced to wear leather each day, but no, technically I own nothing.
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Young and Free
Chapter 1
Bumps in the road
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The Lord of Imladris sat in his main chamber reading quietly from one of his countless books. It was a rare moment of peace for Elrond and he wasn't about to waste it; he knew it would be over soon.
Today was a special day. Not only because of the fact that the young prince from Mirkwood was visiting, though there would be a grand feast to commemorate the occasion. No, today Lord Elrond's youngest son would learn how to swim. //He's very young, but then humans do grow so quickly.//
Elrond was awakened from his musings by the sound of little feet softly hitting stone floors as they made their way to him. He was greeted with the sight of his two year old son, Estel, wearing nothing but a tightly woven leather bracelet on his little wrist. He had a small key clenched in one tiny fist and a sugared pastry protruding from his little rose bud lips. Elrond smiled warmly and gave a light laugh at the sight.
"Ada!" Estel's face lit up when he laid eyes on his father.
Elrond rose and scooped up the pale little figure before him. "Onya, why are you not dressed and where did you get that pastry?"
Estel grinned ear to ear (which looked a bit odd because his mouth was still full of pastry) as he looked up at Lord Elrond's face. He pointed in the direction of the kitchens, yet remained quiet.
At that moment, Glorfindel broke into Elrond's chamber at a dead run. He looked frantic, relieved, then annoyed as his mind processed what he was seeing. There was a thin sheen of sweat on his brow and his hair was messed. He met Lord Elrond's gaze and let an exasperated sigh. He noticed that Estel snuggled tighter into Elrond's robes.
Elrond raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Is there something troubling you my friend?"
Glorfindel inhaled deeply. "When I, choosing proper attire for young Estel to wear," at this point he held up the small tunic and trousers he still had clutched in his fist, "was in he closet with my back turned, little Estel thought it would be amusing to shut and lock the closet door. I requested several times that he open the door, but he only replied that he was swimming an therefore did not need clothes, though in not nearly so many words. Then he ran off," Glorfindel finished, his gaze fixed on Estel.
"Yet here you stand," Elrond said with a bemused look on his face.
"A house maid was kind enough to pull the pins out of the door hinges and release me, seeing as young Estel took the key with him," he paused, "little Estel was nowhere to be seen, so I came directly to you."
Elrond was pensive for a moment, then a small smile appeared on his face. Estel squirmed in his arms.
"So you came to inform me that my two year old son outsmarted you and eluded you, Glorfindel, who are the greatest warrior in Imladris and my most trusted advisor?"
Glorfindel opened his mouth as if to say something in his own defense, but stopped. "Yes," he said slowly.
"Hmmm..." said Elrond smiling. "Estel?" The tiny creature in his arms met his gaze. "Did you lock Lord Glorfindel in a closet?" Estel quickly shook his head. Elrond let his smile fall a little and rose both eyebrows. "Are you lying to me?" Estel's eyes dropped and he nodded slowly. Elrond and Glorfindel's eyes met and they both smiled. "Is there something you would like to say to Glorfindel?"
Estel didn't raise his eyes. "Sorry G-...Gl-...sorry 'Findel."
"Apology accepted," Glorfidel said with a light bow, followed promptly by him snatching Estel from Elrond's arms and tickling him on his bare side. "Now don't do it again!" he said, and the room was filled with Estel's high pitched laughter.
There was knock at the door. Glorfindel stopped tickling, but Estel kept laughing.
"Enter," Elrond said with a smile. In walked his matching set of sons.
"Now we could be mistaken--," Elrohir began.
"No, actually we couldn't," Elladan interjected matter of factly.
"But is today not the day when we teach our baby brother to swim?" Elrohir finished with a smile.
"You are not mistaken, though it is highly possible," Elrond said with a look side-long in Elladan's direction.
"No time to waste then!" Elrohir said triumphantly, "The morning wears on and the river isn't getting any warmer."
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Well, what do you think of chapter one? It's something that came to me while I was reading my Tolkien Companion.
Legolas: hey, why wasn't I in this chapter?
Thranduil: at least you got mentioned. No one said anything about me...
Oh shut up, you'll both be in chapter's to come! So anyway, please R/R. Comments make me write faster!
Disclaimer: I don't own Legolas, but I did manage to steal his virtue *wink wink*; Elrond is my librarian, Elladan and Elrohir are my hair dressers, young Aragorn is in charge of catching plot bunnies for me, Thranduil is my gardener, Glorfindel makes my clothes, and all of them are forced to wear leather each day, but no, technically I own nothing.
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Young and Free
Chapter 1
Bumps in the road
********
The Lord of Imladris sat in his main chamber reading quietly from one of his countless books. It was a rare moment of peace for Elrond and he wasn't about to waste it; he knew it would be over soon.
Today was a special day. Not only because of the fact that the young prince from Mirkwood was visiting, though there would be a grand feast to commemorate the occasion. No, today Lord Elrond's youngest son would learn how to swim. //He's very young, but then humans do grow so quickly.//
Elrond was awakened from his musings by the sound of little feet softly hitting stone floors as they made their way to him. He was greeted with the sight of his two year old son, Estel, wearing nothing but a tightly woven leather bracelet on his little wrist. He had a small key clenched in one tiny fist and a sugared pastry protruding from his little rose bud lips. Elrond smiled warmly and gave a light laugh at the sight.
"Ada!" Estel's face lit up when he laid eyes on his father.
Elrond rose and scooped up the pale little figure before him. "Onya, why are you not dressed and where did you get that pastry?"
Estel grinned ear to ear (which looked a bit odd because his mouth was still full of pastry) as he looked up at Lord Elrond's face. He pointed in the direction of the kitchens, yet remained quiet.
At that moment, Glorfindel broke into Elrond's chamber at a dead run. He looked frantic, relieved, then annoyed as his mind processed what he was seeing. There was a thin sheen of sweat on his brow and his hair was messed. He met Lord Elrond's gaze and let an exasperated sigh. He noticed that Estel snuggled tighter into Elrond's robes.
Elrond raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Is there something troubling you my friend?"
Glorfindel inhaled deeply. "When I, choosing proper attire for young Estel to wear," at this point he held up the small tunic and trousers he still had clutched in his fist, "was in he closet with my back turned, little Estel thought it would be amusing to shut and lock the closet door. I requested several times that he open the door, but he only replied that he was swimming an therefore did not need clothes, though in not nearly so many words. Then he ran off," Glorfindel finished, his gaze fixed on Estel.
"Yet here you stand," Elrond said with a bemused look on his face.
"A house maid was kind enough to pull the pins out of the door hinges and release me, seeing as young Estel took the key with him," he paused, "little Estel was nowhere to be seen, so I came directly to you."
Elrond was pensive for a moment, then a small smile appeared on his face. Estel squirmed in his arms.
"So you came to inform me that my two year old son outsmarted you and eluded you, Glorfindel, who are the greatest warrior in Imladris and my most trusted advisor?"
Glorfindel opened his mouth as if to say something in his own defense, but stopped. "Yes," he said slowly.
"Hmmm..." said Elrond smiling. "Estel?" The tiny creature in his arms met his gaze. "Did you lock Lord Glorfindel in a closet?" Estel quickly shook his head. Elrond let his smile fall a little and rose both eyebrows. "Are you lying to me?" Estel's eyes dropped and he nodded slowly. Elrond and Glorfindel's eyes met and they both smiled. "Is there something you would like to say to Glorfindel?"
Estel didn't raise his eyes. "Sorry G-...Gl-...sorry 'Findel."
"Apology accepted," Glorfidel said with a light bow, followed promptly by him snatching Estel from Elrond's arms and tickling him on his bare side. "Now don't do it again!" he said, and the room was filled with Estel's high pitched laughter.
There was knock at the door. Glorfindel stopped tickling, but Estel kept laughing.
"Enter," Elrond said with a smile. In walked his matching set of sons.
"Now we could be mistaken--," Elrohir began.
"No, actually we couldn't," Elladan interjected matter of factly.
"But is today not the day when we teach our baby brother to swim?" Elrohir finished with a smile.
"You are not mistaken, though it is highly possible," Elrond said with a look side-long in Elladan's direction.
"No time to waste then!" Elrohir said triumphantly, "The morning wears on and the river isn't getting any warmer."
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Well, what do you think of chapter one? It's something that came to me while I was reading my Tolkien Companion.
Legolas: hey, why wasn't I in this chapter?
Thranduil: at least you got mentioned. No one said anything about me...
Oh shut up, you'll both be in chapter's to come! So anyway, please R/R. Comments make me write faster!