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Glorfindel awoke the next morning, feeling refreshed. He looked up and noticed the tea on a nearby table. Apparently he had missed dinner and hadn't even woken up when the servant had brought him his tea. He nibbled at one of the biscuits on the plate and he ran a hand through his mussed up hair. He looked at the sheets that seemed to have tangled around his long, muscled legs. Though refreshed, he felt drained of all emotion. He blinked and got up, pulling the sheet away from his body and tossing it back onto the bed. He stretched, stuffing the rest of the biscuit into his mouth and chewing thoughtfully.
"Ah. The twins." He muttered to himself as he almost slipped in the puddle of water. He sighed and went to his wardrobe and dressed in a white shirt, black breeches and a robe in the traditional Imladris blue.
Glorfindel quickly braided his hair in his warrior braids, pushing the rest of his hair behind his shoulders. He went to the bowl of water that the maids refilled every day and splashed water onto his face, letting out a long sigh. He wiped his face with the sleeve of his robe and walked out of the door, ready to begin another day.
The twins were already seated for breakfast when he arrived. He did not miss the fact they did not look up to greet him. He took the seat to the right of Elladan, instead his regular seat to Elrond's right. He looked over the population of Imladris before turning to the twins.
"Forgive me." He said softly.
Elladan and Elrohir looked up in unison, smiles on their faces. Glorfindel was surprised to see that they were not smiles of mischief or pity, but actual smiles. "Already have." Elladan said.
"Two steps ahead of you, as always." Elrohir quipped.
Glorfindel smiled, feeling awkward as he did. He did not smile often, not even when he was laughing or dancing or singing. He didn't smile when the twins and Legolas had prank wars and they pulled Erestor in. He did not smile when Erestor drew rude pictures of the other advisors. But he smiled then and it was well with his soul.