chapter 22
Luckily the ride home had been unhindered. The night sky was dotted with brightly shining stars, as always the star of Eärendil shone out the brightest, Elrohir smiled softly remembering the stories their father had told them about the past, he looked over to Elladan whose thoughts were in a similar place. Then they stepped into the valley of Imladris.
"It is good to be home," Elladan whispered.
"That it is brother," Elrohir smiled and looked over to the sleeping Estel.
The three horses quietly entered the courtyard of their home.
The twins simultaneously dismounted before Elrohir carefully pulled Estel off his horse, since Elladan's right arm was out of use.
"Huh? What?" Estel suddenly woke up after Elrohir nearly dropped him on the floor.
"We're home, come on, let's get you into bed." Elladan said softly.
"You think we should let Glorfindel know we are back yet?" Elrohir asked.
"No leave him to sleep, you know how he gets if he is woken up." Estel joked, causing the twins to smile.
"Get some sleep Estel; I want to lok over your wounds tomorrow."
"Do you want me to lend you a hand, or arm?" Elrohir laughed, but was cuffed by an unimpressed Elladan.
"To bed, both of you," he glared at his twin.
"Come on, you think we're leaving you to get back to your room in one piece in the state you're in?" Elrohir asked, shaking his head, "You two, my dearest brother are not fully healed," they were about to protest. "No, I want the pair of you to take it easy, and don't even bother arguing Elladan, I mean it. You will let that arm of yours fully heal."
"Of course Ada," the elder said mockingly, as they walked to their rooms.
The next morning Elladan was in the large study talking to Erestor and Glorfindel about recent events.
"I am sure most of the Orcs or their leaders at least know something happened," Erestor was saying, "they have been so bold lately, attacking villages and settlements within a league of Imladris' border, many places have asked for extra aid, but you will have to look and see where we can afford to give aid." Elladan nodded, weighing out the situation in his mind.
"I will look into it," Elladan sighed, grateful to Erestor for doing such good job in his absence, "that will be all for now Erestor I think, you have left me plenty to get on with for the moment."
"Of course my lord, I shall see you later then."
"Yes, goodbye Erestor, Glorfindel." He nodded to them both as they left. Sighing he started sifting through the papers, finding it somewhat difficult with just one arm.
A short while later a maid walked in the room carrying a tray with various bits of food and a small drink and almost dropped it seeing who was behind the desk.
"Lord Elladan...how long have you...I mean...oh I'm so sorry when lord Glorfindel returned alone and we heard what happened...I'm just so glad you are home my lord, everyone has been so worried..."
"Nandé," he cut her off, "We're here now and we are fine." He reassured her.
"Your arm..." se noted it was tightly bound.
"Is going to be fine. I broke it that's all." He shook his head, Nandé was always fussing over something, "Estel has been quite ill lately, I'm sure he wouldn't mind some extra attention if you have nothing else to do."
"Of course my lord," she curtsied slightly and left the room.
Elladan let a brief smile cross his face as he thought how Estel would survive over the fussing servant; she really could be way over attentive, then he looked back over the pile of work on his desk, this could take a while he sighed.