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A/N: I am so sorry this is late. I'm not supposed to be on the computer right now because I've been grounded, but no one's home but me, so they won't know.
This is the last chapter. Don't worry, though. Part two will be up soon, I've just got to finish editing it. And also, this chapter is a bit longer than the others.
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Chapter 5
An Important Decision
Over the following two months, Elrohir became more and more reclusive. Since Elladan's death he had spent much of his time in either the garden, in the library, or in his room.
Currently, Elrohir was sitting in the library, once again mourning over his brother.
At least, that was what he was doing when Glorfindel found him. Glorfindel walked over to one of the shelves with an idea. He scanned the shelf looking for a specific book, and when he found it, he took it off the shelf and walked over to the couch that Elrohir was sitting on. He sat down beside Elrohir and handed it over to him.
The book contained an account of the reign of Numenor's first king. Elrond had moved it to the library from his own personal shelves in his room just before he left for the Grey Havens, and had shown him where it was for -- at the time -- no apparent reason. Though now, he knew the reason why.
"Elrohir?" Glorfindel said as he tried to get the other's attention.
When Elrohir did not respond, he tried again.
"Elrohir, I need you to listen to me."
Elrohir finally looked at him. "Why?" He questioned.
"Because there is something I wish to show you." Glorfindel replied as he handed Elrohir the book.
It wasn't so much the actual contents of the book that Glorfindel wanted Elrohir to see, but something else.
As Elrohir opened the book, he noticed a hand-written inscription on the inside of the front cover, it said:
To my dearest brother,
Though the years will bring about pain, I want you to remember
these times. Whenever you feel the pain of my passing, just
open this book to remember these times of happiness. Elrond,
never forget all of the years we spent together. We may be
separated in body, but as twins we will always be together; I will always be with you.
Love you always,
Elros.
"...but as twins..." Elrohir thought. He was shocked. He had known that Elros was their uncle, but had had no idea up until now that his father and Elros had been twins.
"Ada was a twin?" Elrohir asked the elf sitting beside him. When there was no answer, Elrohir looked beside him, only to discover that Glorfindel had left, and he was all alone. He closed the book, and walked over to the window and sat on the window ledge.
He sat there, reminiscing on his past. He remembered Elladan and himself running around the house as elflings, their coming of age, their first visit to Lorien...
He stopped at that, remembering some of the events of that visit: mainly, the first prank war between Imladris and Lorien.
()flashback()
Haldir, Rumil, and Orophin had been ordered to escort Elrond, Celebrian, and the twins to Caras Galadhon from the borders.
After meeting their grandparents, the twins had decided to wander. They eventually got bored and decided to use their minds to come up with a prank.
Their victims: Haldir, Rumil, and Orophin.
Elrohir couldn't quite recall what that prank was, but he did remember each of the brothers' reactions. Orophin only laughed it off, most likely because he accepted that the two of them were still young and restless. Haldir became quite angry at them, both lecturing them, and glaring at them every time he saw them. But it was Rumil's reaction that made Elrohir smile: He had retaliated. The twins had woken up as usual, but when they opened the doors that led to the hallway, they found themselves drenched with freezing cold water. Thus began the first prank war of Lorien vs. Imladris.
()end flashback()
He continued letting his mind wander, until it arrived at them saying farewell to their father at the havens. His father's words came flooding back
Elrohir, remember that there is always going to be someone there for you in times of need.
"He knew." Elrohir said quietly. "Ada knew all along that this was going to happen." He wished that his adar was there to hold him as tears began to build. "I will go to ada, I will not break my promise to 'Dan." He said before finally allowing himself to weep.
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Just berfore dinner, Elrohir left the library and walked towards Glorfindel's rooms. When he arrived there, he raised his hand to knock, only, at that moment the door opened.
Glorfindel jumped, startled, at the appearance of Elrohir outside his door. Elrohir laughed. Not just a small chuckle, which was the only thing anyone could get out of Elrohir since Elladan's death, but an all-out laugh that caused the younger elf to double over laughing with his arms wrapped around his stomach.
Glorfindel smiled, he was happy to see Elrohir like this; this was the Elrohir that he had always known. As the young elf managed to regain his composure, Glorfindel put an arm around his shoulders and the two of them walked down to the kitchens for dinner.
Ada/adar = father
A/N: Hope you like my flashback, I've never done that before in a story. Part 2 will be up soon and it will start off where this one left off.
Any reviews left for this chapter will be addressed in the first chapter of part 2.
The End