How They Met
Chapter 2: Enter Elrond, Erestor has a good idea,
By the fourth glass of wine Erestor learned something. Drinking was not the answer. And contrary to what humans believed, it did not provide the question either. Nárlhach provided the question with his reassignment papers provided the question. He went over and over in is mind what he could do.
'Get a teacher in secret.' He though then disposed of the idea. Lord Elrond visited the library on occasion and would be quite angry to learn if the teacher, some one who would help shape the lives of his two children and heirs, was a complete stranger.
"He's in such a good mood. Which is rare since the Lady is in Lorien. I really don't want that ruined." Erestor said out loud, leaning back in his chair that had only two legs on the floor.
"And just what would ruin my mood Erestor?" Came the clam voice of Elrond from the door.
Erestor shocked shifted his weight and very quickly his chair (and he) fell over backwards, hitting one of his private bookcases. Sending several, rather thick novels, falling onto his head.
Elrond quickly rushed over to Erestor. "Are you alright?"
"F-Fine, hîr nin." Erestor said, getting up and placing the books back into the bookcase.
The Lord of Imladris frowned. Usually Erestor was so clam, not easily was he shocked. Then Elrond smelled wine and KNEW something had to be wrong. Erestor never really drank during the day except a small glass at lunch. He'd have to be forced to drink anything when all were present in the Hall of Fire.
"Erestor.. Something is wrong."
"W-wrong." Erestor cleared his throat. "Nothing is wrong, hîr nin."
Elrond's gazed seemed to say,' I don't believe you.'
Erestor squirmed uncomfortably. "I promise you, hîr nin, I have everything under control."
"Erestor." Elrond drawled out." You have just called me 'hîr nin' three times in a row. We are friends are we not?"
"Yes we are, hîr nin." Erestor said then whined when Elrond narrowed his eyes at the elf's use of, hîr nin, again.
"And usually do not use formalities when we address each other. Yet I have noticed, that when you have something to hide, or something is wrong, all you can seem to call me, my friend, is by my title. Now either you, Erestor, can tell me what is wrong or I shall have to ask my advisor, Lord Erestor, what is wrong. I know Erestor may not tell me what is wrong but I'm sure my advisor would." With that said Elrond crossed his arms, his rustling was the only sound as Erestor looked at the door, thinking of a quick escape.
"It won't work, nin mellon." Elrond said, still waiting for Erestor to speak.
Erestor sighed and pulled out the resignment papers from his desk." I believe this will tell you."
Elrond took the papers and read them silently. His face becoming grim as he read the papers.
"My sons no longer have a teacher then?"
"That is correct."
He put the papers on the table and poured himself a small amount of wine." How long has this been?"
"Since this morning."
Elrond sighed and drank his wine. He twirled the glass stem of the cup between his fingertips while he thought. A caravan of Edain traders would be in Imladris in three months time for an annual trade fair they had with the elves. The Edain would bring various spices and plants from Gondor's south forests, and good horses and hay from Edoras. It not only was a good way to attain things that resided Edain kingdom, it made the Edain realize that Elves where not to be afraid of. It helped strength bonds between the races. The trade fair would be held for the first two weeks after the Edains arrived then, a grand celebration in the Hall of Fire for each night they where their.
Many in Imladris looked forward to the trade fair, but after last year's fiasco with the Twins present Elrond wished to have them in school to keep them away from the trade fair as much as possible.
"Well Erestor.my sons can not go without a teacher for very long."
"I know but no one is Imladris will teach them. We had to import Nárlhach from Mirkwood remember. He though it would be nice to live among the Noldorian elves, his own Elvin kind, then with the Wood elves and look how that turned out. He's gone and fled to Lorien trying to escape the-" Erestor stopped before calling the names the other teacher had dubbed them.
" Terrible two? Orcs in Elves clothing? Twin Saurons?" Elrond said with a laugh." I have heard them all Erestor. But we still have not solved our problem. Who will teach my sons until a new teacher can be found?"
"I'm not sure."
Elrond sighed and rubbed his temples. "I hate to do this nin mellon but you shall be their teacher." He said looking up at the elf.
Erestor's mouth was wide open, no obscenities left his tongue, but Elrond could tell by the red face that Erestor was not pleased by this.
"You shall be their temporary teacher." Elrond explained." Until another can be found."
"It is too bad the Lady is not here. It would take all the charm of her AND her mother, Lady Galadriel to find some one willing to teach them."
Elrond's eye brightened up. " Nin mellon I believe the Valar have blessed you with a good idea."
"How so?"
" Galadriel and Celeborn are the grandparents of my children are they not?"
"Yes."
" Both very wise and know many very wise elves."
"Yes. Elrond what are you getting at?"
" Why not have Galadriel help you find a teacher for the boys? I will write her as soon as I've found my sons and had a talk with them."
" Ah." Erestor said nodding. He knew that ' a talk with them' usually ended up in Elladan having his bow and arrows taken away and having Elrohir's maps taken away. Then sword-training privileges revoked from them both. "I understand."
Elrond walked to the door, and then called out as he left. " You'd better start coming up with a lesson plan. Class will resume tomorrow morning on schedule."
Erestor nodded then sat at his desk. With pen and parchment he began to think of just what he would teach the boys.
End of Chapter 2
^.^ Yay! I made this chapter slightly longer than that last one. Hope it pleases you. As I get more comfortable with writing this story for online use, the chapters will be come longer. I really feel sorry for Erestor. Poor dear. I know I don't have Glorfindel yet but please be patient he will be coming. But if any of you can help me I can't remember did Glorfindel serve with Gil-Galad? Would Elrond know him from that, because for the life of me I cannot remember.
Response to Reviews:
Ananya- Thank you so much for reviewing. You are my first review. I will take that into consideration about the personalities. I live in a neighborhood full of thirteen-year-old boys, at times they are sweet, and at times I just wanna hit them up side the head. I am going to base the Twins a little bit on them. I just wonder what I'm going to do with Glorfindel.
Glorfindel: *glares at me* If you make them shave me I swear I'll do worse to you than I did to the Balrog.
*Gulp* Yes sir.
*That's all the Reviews for now. Namarie! *
Chapter 2: Enter Elrond, Erestor has a good idea,
By the fourth glass of wine Erestor learned something. Drinking was not the answer. And contrary to what humans believed, it did not provide the question either. Nárlhach provided the question with his reassignment papers provided the question. He went over and over in is mind what he could do.
'Get a teacher in secret.' He though then disposed of the idea. Lord Elrond visited the library on occasion and would be quite angry to learn if the teacher, some one who would help shape the lives of his two children and heirs, was a complete stranger.
"He's in such a good mood. Which is rare since the Lady is in Lorien. I really don't want that ruined." Erestor said out loud, leaning back in his chair that had only two legs on the floor.
"And just what would ruin my mood Erestor?" Came the clam voice of Elrond from the door.
Erestor shocked shifted his weight and very quickly his chair (and he) fell over backwards, hitting one of his private bookcases. Sending several, rather thick novels, falling onto his head.
Elrond quickly rushed over to Erestor. "Are you alright?"
"F-Fine, hîr nin." Erestor said, getting up and placing the books back into the bookcase.
The Lord of Imladris frowned. Usually Erestor was so clam, not easily was he shocked. Then Elrond smelled wine and KNEW something had to be wrong. Erestor never really drank during the day except a small glass at lunch. He'd have to be forced to drink anything when all were present in the Hall of Fire.
"Erestor.. Something is wrong."
"W-wrong." Erestor cleared his throat. "Nothing is wrong, hîr nin."
Elrond's gazed seemed to say,' I don't believe you.'
Erestor squirmed uncomfortably. "I promise you, hîr nin, I have everything under control."
"Erestor." Elrond drawled out." You have just called me 'hîr nin' three times in a row. We are friends are we not?"
"Yes we are, hîr nin." Erestor said then whined when Elrond narrowed his eyes at the elf's use of, hîr nin, again.
"And usually do not use formalities when we address each other. Yet I have noticed, that when you have something to hide, or something is wrong, all you can seem to call me, my friend, is by my title. Now either you, Erestor, can tell me what is wrong or I shall have to ask my advisor, Lord Erestor, what is wrong. I know Erestor may not tell me what is wrong but I'm sure my advisor would." With that said Elrond crossed his arms, his rustling was the only sound as Erestor looked at the door, thinking of a quick escape.
"It won't work, nin mellon." Elrond said, still waiting for Erestor to speak.
Erestor sighed and pulled out the resignment papers from his desk." I believe this will tell you."
Elrond took the papers and read them silently. His face becoming grim as he read the papers.
"My sons no longer have a teacher then?"
"That is correct."
He put the papers on the table and poured himself a small amount of wine." How long has this been?"
"Since this morning."
Elrond sighed and drank his wine. He twirled the glass stem of the cup between his fingertips while he thought. A caravan of Edain traders would be in Imladris in three months time for an annual trade fair they had with the elves. The Edain would bring various spices and plants from Gondor's south forests, and good horses and hay from Edoras. It not only was a good way to attain things that resided Edain kingdom, it made the Edain realize that Elves where not to be afraid of. It helped strength bonds between the races. The trade fair would be held for the first two weeks after the Edains arrived then, a grand celebration in the Hall of Fire for each night they where their.
Many in Imladris looked forward to the trade fair, but after last year's fiasco with the Twins present Elrond wished to have them in school to keep them away from the trade fair as much as possible.
"Well Erestor.my sons can not go without a teacher for very long."
"I know but no one is Imladris will teach them. We had to import Nárlhach from Mirkwood remember. He though it would be nice to live among the Noldorian elves, his own Elvin kind, then with the Wood elves and look how that turned out. He's gone and fled to Lorien trying to escape the-" Erestor stopped before calling the names the other teacher had dubbed them.
" Terrible two? Orcs in Elves clothing? Twin Saurons?" Elrond said with a laugh." I have heard them all Erestor. But we still have not solved our problem. Who will teach my sons until a new teacher can be found?"
"I'm not sure."
Elrond sighed and rubbed his temples. "I hate to do this nin mellon but you shall be their teacher." He said looking up at the elf.
Erestor's mouth was wide open, no obscenities left his tongue, but Elrond could tell by the red face that Erestor was not pleased by this.
"You shall be their temporary teacher." Elrond explained." Until another can be found."
"It is too bad the Lady is not here. It would take all the charm of her AND her mother, Lady Galadriel to find some one willing to teach them."
Elrond's eye brightened up. " Nin mellon I believe the Valar have blessed you with a good idea."
"How so?"
" Galadriel and Celeborn are the grandparents of my children are they not?"
"Yes."
" Both very wise and know many very wise elves."
"Yes. Elrond what are you getting at?"
" Why not have Galadriel help you find a teacher for the boys? I will write her as soon as I've found my sons and had a talk with them."
" Ah." Erestor said nodding. He knew that ' a talk with them' usually ended up in Elladan having his bow and arrows taken away and having Elrohir's maps taken away. Then sword-training privileges revoked from them both. "I understand."
Elrond walked to the door, and then called out as he left. " You'd better start coming up with a lesson plan. Class will resume tomorrow morning on schedule."
Erestor nodded then sat at his desk. With pen and parchment he began to think of just what he would teach the boys.
End of Chapter 2
^.^ Yay! I made this chapter slightly longer than that last one. Hope it pleases you. As I get more comfortable with writing this story for online use, the chapters will be come longer. I really feel sorry for Erestor. Poor dear. I know I don't have Glorfindel yet but please be patient he will be coming. But if any of you can help me I can't remember did Glorfindel serve with Gil-Galad? Would Elrond know him from that, because for the life of me I cannot remember.
Response to Reviews:
Ananya- Thank you so much for reviewing. You are my first review. I will take that into consideration about the personalities. I live in a neighborhood full of thirteen-year-old boys, at times they are sweet, and at times I just wanna hit them up side the head. I am going to base the Twins a little bit on them. I just wonder what I'm going to do with Glorfindel.
Glorfindel: *glares at me* If you make them shave me I swear I'll do worse to you than I did to the Balrog.
*Gulp* Yes sir.
*That's all the Reviews for now. Namarie! *