How They Met
AN: Prolong torment to Glorfindel? No prolonged torment to Glorfindel? Ah, decisions, decisions. Well it's feast time. Hope he can survive.
Chapter 8: Elves sing "Celebrate Good Times, Come On!"
After lunch Glorfindel had been shown to his chambers. Erestor informed him that class would start next week. He had been told he had the rest of the afternoon until the feast to do what he wanted, So Glorfindel unpacked.
While he unpacked the events from lunch played over in his mind. Elladan questioned him on everything under the sun, and Elrohir just glared at him. Erestor was either completely oblivious to the glaring or the elf was just trying to pretend it wasn't happening. After meeting with them though Glorfindel came to some conclusions about them.
One, that both boys were very clever. Two, that they where very well behaved. Three that they liked to ask questions. And four that they weren't the demons everyone made them out to be. They seemed like normal children. They appeared happy, they very much enjoyed their desert, and Elrohir seems to be displaying affections for girls, while Elladan.. Swords seem to take precedence over she-elfs at the moment. Glorfindel smiled though, 'That will change in a year or so.'
While unpacking Glorfindel began to wonder just what kind of lesson plan he would prepare for the boys. He would have to teach the basics, History, Literature, Science, the basic healing arts for survival in the wild. But what else?
A knock on the door got his attention. Placing his things down on the bed he went to answer the door. Opening it he found a she-elf with long black hair, what seemed to be a common trait in the elves of the area. Her head stopped just a little under his chin, her eyes green and in her arms freshly pressed robes.
" Maeraduial hir nin." She said handing him the robes. " My name is Taraqwen, once you are dressed hir nin please ring the bell by the door," She indicated the silver rope," Lord Elrond said I am to show you the way to the Hall of Fire. And I am to show you the best way to avoid a certain young she-elf."
Glorfindel smiled." Thank you."
" It is no problem hir nin." With that Taraqwen bowed and left the room, shutting the door behind her.
Glorfindel stared at his robes. They where in the fashion of Imladris with it's blues, golds and whites. And he noticed that placed beside his door was a new pair of polished black boots.
Deciding that is would look bad to be late, Glorfindel dressed quickly.
Elladan eyed his twin, as he handed him the vial. "Elrohir.. normally it would be you talking me out of play some mean spirited prank but now.I'm going to be the voice of reason. Please don't do this.. Glorfindel is nice, I think he'll be a good teacher."
Elrohir didn't pay any attention as he carefully sprinkled a little bit of the vial's contents on the dark blue velvet seat cushion. "Are you sure this is going to be Glorfindel's chair?"
" I think so."
Satisfied, Elrohir hide the vile in his robes. "I think tonight should be interesting." He smiled walking away.
Elladan sighed," All this over a stupid she-elf.....there's no way he can be my twin." Giving the seat cushion one last look Elladan walked away to go join a group of elves his age.
Taraqwen lead Glorfindel to the doors of the Hall of Fire.
"Glad to see you found your way. " Elrond said walking up behind them.
" Maeraduial hir Elrond." Taraqwen bowed.
" It was easy to find my way with such a lovely escort. " Glorfindel said, bowing to Taraqwen.
"Well I'd better get inside." Taraqwen said hastily excusing herself and going into the Hall.
" It seems that she has the right idea. Come tonight shall be a good night." Elrond said walking into the Hall, Glorfindel following after him.
Walking in he saw Nimorn on the dance floor with Taraqwen, and Dúmenel sitting with a She-elf.
" It is customary that we have dancing then a music concert." Elrond said over the talking and music.
"Oh. "Glorfindel said, watching the dancers.
" Hir nin!"
Glorfindel turned around to see Mîrelena. " I didn't know you would be coming."
" I was invited this afternoon." He said by way of explanation.
"Car lle merna salk?" She asked Glorfindel from under her lashes.
" Uh. not at the moment I am afraid, but-" Then his eyes latched on to Elrohir across the room. " I think I know someone who does. Come with me."
Weaving their way through the various dancers, Glorfindel brought Mîrelena to Elrohir. " Master Elrohir. this she-elf has asked me for a dance yet I must decline her offer. Would you be so kind as to dance with her?"
Elrohir couldn't believe it. " Why.yes! Of course! I would love to." He bowed to Mîrelena and led her to the dance floor.
Glorfindel smiled.' That went well.' After that Elrond led him around the room to meet various citizens of Imladris.
Even after about ten dances Elrohir couldn't believe it. He was dancing with Mîrelena, and it was all because of Glorfindel..' GLORFINDEL!?! VALAR NO! THE CHAIR!'
Elrohir stopped dancing dead in his tracks. Mîrelena stared at him oddly. " Master Elrohir what is wrong?"
" I just remembered something I have to tell Ada. It is urgent." Then he began to walked off but ran back to her." Um.may I sit with you during the concert?"
" I would like that." Mîrelena smiled.
Elrohir smiled and ran off, think off a way to get rid of that chair. He was moving so fast that he almost trampled over Nimorn.
" Master Elrohir.what is wrong?"
Elrohir looked at Nimorn, remembering him from his visits to Lorien.and how Nimorn used to help him and Elladan get out of trouble. Looking up at the older elf, one of the few adults he trusted Elrohir told him the whole story about the chair.
" Elrohir.go back to dancing with you're she-elf and I'll take care of the chair."
Elrohir smiled, gave his thanks and went back to Mîrelena.
Walking up to the dais that the chairs where one Nimorn tried to remember which chair was which. The bells chimed signaling that everyone was to sit, so Nimorn quickly swapped the chair for the one of the left of it and prayed that it was to be empty. After all there where three chairs and Elrohir said that only Erestor and Glorfindel would be sitting in those. After the switch he ran back to his place with Dúmenel.
"Come. " Elrond said motioning to three chairs on a dais. " Let's be seated and the concerts can begin."
Glorfindel and Erestor nodded, taking their seats. Nimorn watched this and paled.Elrond was sitting in 'the chair.' This was not good.
End of chapter 8
Thank you all for reviews. Poor Elrond....I'll make it up to him someday.
AN: Prolong torment to Glorfindel? No prolonged torment to Glorfindel? Ah, decisions, decisions. Well it's feast time. Hope he can survive.
Chapter 8: Elves sing "Celebrate Good Times, Come On!"
After lunch Glorfindel had been shown to his chambers. Erestor informed him that class would start next week. He had been told he had the rest of the afternoon until the feast to do what he wanted, So Glorfindel unpacked.
While he unpacked the events from lunch played over in his mind. Elladan questioned him on everything under the sun, and Elrohir just glared at him. Erestor was either completely oblivious to the glaring or the elf was just trying to pretend it wasn't happening. After meeting with them though Glorfindel came to some conclusions about them.
One, that both boys were very clever. Two, that they where very well behaved. Three that they liked to ask questions. And four that they weren't the demons everyone made them out to be. They seemed like normal children. They appeared happy, they very much enjoyed their desert, and Elrohir seems to be displaying affections for girls, while Elladan.. Swords seem to take precedence over she-elfs at the moment. Glorfindel smiled though, 'That will change in a year or so.'
While unpacking Glorfindel began to wonder just what kind of lesson plan he would prepare for the boys. He would have to teach the basics, History, Literature, Science, the basic healing arts for survival in the wild. But what else?
A knock on the door got his attention. Placing his things down on the bed he went to answer the door. Opening it he found a she-elf with long black hair, what seemed to be a common trait in the elves of the area. Her head stopped just a little under his chin, her eyes green and in her arms freshly pressed robes.
" Maeraduial hir nin." She said handing him the robes. " My name is Taraqwen, once you are dressed hir nin please ring the bell by the door," She indicated the silver rope," Lord Elrond said I am to show you the way to the Hall of Fire. And I am to show you the best way to avoid a certain young she-elf."
Glorfindel smiled." Thank you."
" It is no problem hir nin." With that Taraqwen bowed and left the room, shutting the door behind her.
Glorfindel stared at his robes. They where in the fashion of Imladris with it's blues, golds and whites. And he noticed that placed beside his door was a new pair of polished black boots.
Deciding that is would look bad to be late, Glorfindel dressed quickly.
Elladan eyed his twin, as he handed him the vial. "Elrohir.. normally it would be you talking me out of play some mean spirited prank but now.I'm going to be the voice of reason. Please don't do this.. Glorfindel is nice, I think he'll be a good teacher."
Elrohir didn't pay any attention as he carefully sprinkled a little bit of the vial's contents on the dark blue velvet seat cushion. "Are you sure this is going to be Glorfindel's chair?"
" I think so."
Satisfied, Elrohir hide the vile in his robes. "I think tonight should be interesting." He smiled walking away.
Elladan sighed," All this over a stupid she-elf.....there's no way he can be my twin." Giving the seat cushion one last look Elladan walked away to go join a group of elves his age.
Taraqwen lead Glorfindel to the doors of the Hall of Fire.
"Glad to see you found your way. " Elrond said walking up behind them.
" Maeraduial hir Elrond." Taraqwen bowed.
" It was easy to find my way with such a lovely escort. " Glorfindel said, bowing to Taraqwen.
"Well I'd better get inside." Taraqwen said hastily excusing herself and going into the Hall.
" It seems that she has the right idea. Come tonight shall be a good night." Elrond said walking into the Hall, Glorfindel following after him.
Walking in he saw Nimorn on the dance floor with Taraqwen, and Dúmenel sitting with a She-elf.
" It is customary that we have dancing then a music concert." Elrond said over the talking and music.
"Oh. "Glorfindel said, watching the dancers.
" Hir nin!"
Glorfindel turned around to see Mîrelena. " I didn't know you would be coming."
" I was invited this afternoon." He said by way of explanation.
"Car lle merna salk?" She asked Glorfindel from under her lashes.
" Uh. not at the moment I am afraid, but-" Then his eyes latched on to Elrohir across the room. " I think I know someone who does. Come with me."
Weaving their way through the various dancers, Glorfindel brought Mîrelena to Elrohir. " Master Elrohir. this she-elf has asked me for a dance yet I must decline her offer. Would you be so kind as to dance with her?"
Elrohir couldn't believe it. " Why.yes! Of course! I would love to." He bowed to Mîrelena and led her to the dance floor.
Glorfindel smiled.' That went well.' After that Elrond led him around the room to meet various citizens of Imladris.
Even after about ten dances Elrohir couldn't believe it. He was dancing with Mîrelena, and it was all because of Glorfindel..' GLORFINDEL!?! VALAR NO! THE CHAIR!'
Elrohir stopped dancing dead in his tracks. Mîrelena stared at him oddly. " Master Elrohir what is wrong?"
" I just remembered something I have to tell Ada. It is urgent." Then he began to walked off but ran back to her." Um.may I sit with you during the concert?"
" I would like that." Mîrelena smiled.
Elrohir smiled and ran off, think off a way to get rid of that chair. He was moving so fast that he almost trampled over Nimorn.
" Master Elrohir.what is wrong?"
Elrohir looked at Nimorn, remembering him from his visits to Lorien.and how Nimorn used to help him and Elladan get out of trouble. Looking up at the older elf, one of the few adults he trusted Elrohir told him the whole story about the chair.
" Elrohir.go back to dancing with you're she-elf and I'll take care of the chair."
Elrohir smiled, gave his thanks and went back to Mîrelena.
Walking up to the dais that the chairs where one Nimorn tried to remember which chair was which. The bells chimed signaling that everyone was to sit, so Nimorn quickly swapped the chair for the one of the left of it and prayed that it was to be empty. After all there where three chairs and Elrohir said that only Erestor and Glorfindel would be sitting in those. After the switch he ran back to his place with Dúmenel.
"Come. " Elrond said motioning to three chairs on a dais. " Let's be seated and the concerts can begin."
Glorfindel and Erestor nodded, taking their seats. Nimorn watched this and paled.Elrond was sitting in 'the chair.' This was not good.
End of chapter 8
Thank you all for reviews. Poor Elrond....I'll make it up to him someday.