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Chapter 6: I Tried

            Estel ran blindly from the room and to the guest chambers. He was not in the mood to speak with anyone, but he needed to get back to his new family. He opened the door to Umor and Taniay's chamber and walked in composing himself. The tears had stopped as he ran but his heart was sobbing.

            "Coror, are you alright?" Taniay asked when she saw the little boy enter the room.

            Estel nodded and went over to her, burying his head into her. She wrapped her arms around the little child and hugged him tightly.

            Umor was standing near the window. "It is raining harder, and it looks as though we will have to spend the night."

            Taniay nodded. "It isn't too late in the day yet, it might lighten up," she told them optimistically.

            Estel looked outside at the rain clouds. He could tell that it would continue to rain long into the night; but he said nothing.

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            Elladan walked down the hall that led to his father's rooms. He hated to wake him but he needed to talk to Lord Elrond. He saw Glorfindel walking towards him and he stopped. "Have you spoken to my father?" Elladan asked him.

            Glorfindel shook his head. "He was sleeping and I did not wish to disturb him. Did you speak with Estel?"

            Elladan nodded. "I tried." Elladan swallowed; it had hurt to see his youngest brother acting the way he was.

            Glorfindel nodded. "It will be alright."

            "I hope you are right," Elladan said softly. "I'm not sure if I can believe that anymore. Estel wants nothing to do with us, he is very angry; I haven't seen him behave this way - ever. It is frightening; I do not know what to do."

            Glorfindel nodded. "Speak with your father, he will help you better than I can."

            Elladan smiled. "I will." He watched as the elven lord turned around, "Oh and Glorfindel?"

            Glorfindel turned around. "Yes?"

            "Thank you for caring about Estel," Elladan said.

            Glorfindel smiled. "I care about all of you, even if you do enjoy torturing me."

            Elladan laughed and continued on his way to his father's bedroom. He reached the door and sighed, he hoped his father would be able to solve things. Estel had to stay; he had to listen to them! Elladan twisted the handle and silently entered the room.

            Elrond was standing at the window watching the rain fall; he didn't turn when his son entered the room.

            "Father?" Elladan's voice was barely a whisper. "Father may I speak with you?"

            Elrond turned around and nodded to his son. "Is everything alright Elladan?" Worry was etched into the elf lord's voice while he searched his son's face.

            "No," Elladan sighed. "Estel is acting oddly."

            Elrond nodded to him. "What happened?"

            "Well he found out some…some things we didn't want him to know," Elladan said quietly.

            Elrond raised an eyebrow. "Such as?" He prompted.

            "Such as his birth name," Elladan muttered.

            Elrond spun around to look at his son sharply. "How?" He demanded in a tone that he rarely ever used.

            "He heard me say something to Elrohir when he was spying on us," Elladan told his father.

            "You shouldn't have been speaking of anything of that nature in the first place Elladan!" Elrond told him sternly. "He is eleven years old and he cannot know these things yet, he is too young."

            "Father, I think someone has been telling him lies and so he thinks that we do not care for him," Elladan told him.

            "What do you mean?" Elrond asked.

            "When I spoke with him Estel seemed to think that we kept things from him because we do not love him; some how he learned of his birth father and how…how Elrohir and I found them dead. He accused me of letting them die." Elladan swallowed; his throat felt as though it was going to close.

            "Who told him these things? How could someone lie to a little boy like that?" Elrond asked.

            "I do not know Ada but we need to talk to him. He needs to hear it from you," Elladan shook his head. "He won't listen to me." 

            Elrond nodded, "Tell me what else Estel said to you."

            Elladan nodded and told his father everything that he and Estel had said to one another.

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            Elrohir paced his room, he didn't know where his twin had gotten off to and he was worried. He continued to walk around his room until he got annoyed with the sound of his pacing.

            "I cannot stand this!" He said to no one in particular

            He sighed and flopped on his bed, how long was he going to wait for his brother to get back? He wanted to know how everything went with Estel. Sighing, he got off of the bed and walked out of the room. If he couldn't settle down in his room he would take a walk around the house. Normally he would have gone for a ride or for a walk in the forest; but since it was raining so hard, he couldn't do any of those things.

            Elrohir walked down the hall and headed for his father's room. He hoped he would be able to have a nice long talk with his father over things that had been happening.

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            Elrond looked at Elladan and his frown deepened. He knew Estel had entered the house with the human travelers, but he didn't think that things had gotten so out of hand. Not knowing what to do, the elf lord turned to his son. "Elladan, who was Estel last seen talking to?"

            Elladan half shrugged; he didn't know, he hadn't been watching his brother as closely as he should have been. "I do not know father, I thought it was Salndir and Salnwen. I could talk to Salnor, their father," he offered, hoping he and his father could get down to the bottom of things.

            Elrond nodded, "Please," He watched as his son left the room and silently shut the door. "How did this all happen?" He asked himself quietly. "How did this all come to pass?" He shook his head; he didn't have the answers to the question, only Estel held the key.

            Estel had run away before, he had spent the night in the forests and had refused to come back because he had done something wrong and thought he was going to get beaten for it. Elrond had later found out that Estel had gone to the human village and heard horrible things whispered about the elves of Rivendell. They weren't true of course, but Estel had been five and had recently come to Rivendell. Elrond smiled to himself; he remembered how he had sent Elrohir and Elladan to watch Estel through the night. They had made sure they weren't seen but were there to look out after their brother incase something should happen. This wasn't like that though; Estel was older and knew more than he had when he was five.

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            On the way to his father's room Elrohir ran into Glorfindel. He pulled the older elf aside so that he could speak with him.

            "Glorfindel, what do you think of what is happening?" Elrohir asked bluntly.

            Glorfindel smiled grimly. "I think that Estel needs to be set straight on what is happening. I do not know where he got these ideas but he needs to get rid of them for they are not true of your family."

            Elrohir smiled slightly. "I know, thank you."

            Glorfindel nodded. "Elrohir, are you on your way to your adar's room?"

            Elrohir nodded. "Yes, I was hoping to talk to him about Estel."

            Glorfindel nodded. "Elladan and I have already spoken with him." He held up a hand to stop the protest Elrohir was already starting to give. "If you are going to his room I hope you can tell him that I am going to lure the travelers out of their room and show them around the house. Tell him that if he wishes, he could go talk with Estel now."

            Elrohir grinned. "Oh thank you Glorfindel!" He exclaimed, trying not to hug the elf and embarrass them both.

            Glorfindel nodded. "You are most welcome, go on, head to your father's room." Glorfindel walked to where the guest chambers were so that he could collect the humans.

Elrohir opened the door to his father's room. "Ada?" He asked when he saw his father looking out the window, lost in thought.

            Elrond turned. slightly startled by Elrohir. "Yes? Are you alright Elrohir?"

            Elrohir nodded. "Yes, Ada I was just wondering if you have gone to talk to Estel."

            Elrond shook his head. "I will not go speak with him; I do not want to scare him."

            "Father, I think you should, he is angry with Elladan and me. If you went to him, I am sure he would speak with you." Elrohir said quietly, wishing his father would do something.

            "Elrohir, I want nothing more than to go speak with your younger brother, but I cannot. If I go up to his room I do not think the travelers would be too pleased. Elladan said that they already think you two murdered his family; why should they be any less suspicious of the elf who wishes to talk with a young human boy? Do you think they will not be suspicious?"

            "Ada, Glorfindel has gone up to their rooms to show the humans around the house, Estel is up in his room!" Elrohir practically shouted.

            Elrond frowned. "How do you know that Estel did not go with them?"

            Elrohir sighed. "I do not, but you should go talk to him. I would, only he will probably throw something at me or start to scream. Please Ada, go to him."

            Elrond nodded; he wanted nothing more than to go speak with his youngest son, he loved him so dearly that his heart was breaking. "I will do that right now," He began to walk from the room before he turned back to his son. "Elrohir, tell Elladan where I have gone if he returns with news. Tell him I will go to your rooms and ask him what he learned."

            Elrohir nodded. "I will; good luck talking to Estel father."

            Elrond smiled. "Thank you, I sense I will need it." He walked from the room and headed to the guest chambers.

            Elrohir sighed and walked from the room. He hoped that everything would go well between his father and Estel.

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            Estel sat by the window and watched the rain fall; Umor and Taniay had left ten minutes ago. He was feeling sort of sorry for Elladan and how he had snapped at him. He knew that his brother had been trying to help; he shouldn't have lost his temper. Silently, he moved closer to the balcony and let the rain fall on him. He licked his lips to taste the raindrops, only to find that they tasted of salt; they were his tears. Letting out a small sob, he allowed the rain to mingle with the tears that were sliding down his cheeks.

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