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Hope everyone enjoys chapter 2. Please let me know what you think.
Elrond lay next to his sleeping twin as he continued to read his book. This one included as much as the elves knew about the Ainur, Maiar, and Valar. He was taught by Maglor at a young age about them, but nothing in comparison to what he was reading in the books he was finding here. What caught him off guard was when he came across Melian and her daughter Lúthien. He knew from his mother and her early stories that Lúthien was his great-grandmother. So did that mean that he was part Maia as well as part elf and man?
Standing silently, he left the room with his book as he headed to Gil-Galad's library. He wanted to see if he could find anything else on the matter. He didn't want to jump to any conclusions even though it wouldn't change anything. The empty halls made him feel small as he moved quickly but silently. The carved wood held elegance and beauty as his hand touched one of the pillars holding up the roof. Yet even in the empty halls, his footsteps wouldn't be heard. Smiling he knew this was one of the perks of being an elf.
Reaching the library, he pushed open the doors that held the knowledge he seemed. Silently, he pushed them closed hoping they wouldn't give away that someone was in there. Turning around, his eyes fell upon the carved bookshelves that lined the walls, reaching the ceiling, each packed full of books across the first age and some dating back to the Year of the Trees. Gil-Galad had said he could read anything here as long as he was careful with it and he never removed it from the library. That being said, Elrond spent a lot of time in this very room reading everything he could get his hands on. Today he figured he was going to be looking for an older book being that his mother said she was born the year Lúthien, her grandmother, had passed away the second time.
Looking around the room, he found a ladder lay against one bookshelf to allow access to the upper shelves. It too was carved with an elegant pattern to match the bookshelves. Moving it to the area he needed, he started to pull books and open them before placing them back where they came from. Finally, he came across one that seemed promising. Bringing it to the nearest table, he lite a candle and sat it down as he started to flip through it. There he found more about Melian being the one who taught nightgales how to sing and being associated with songbirds. She in turn fell in love with a Sindar elf named Thingol. She later had a single child, a daughter named Lúthien. Stopping a that, he couldn't take his eyes off his great-grandmother's name. That meant Lúthien was half elf and half Maia. It also meant that not only was he Vanyar and Noldor, he was also Sindar and Maia.
"Really Elrond?" came the voice of Elros though the silent library causing him to tear his eyes off the book page. "How did I know you would be in here?"
"Elros, come here," he said softly. "Do you remember mother telling us stories of her grandmother, Lúthien?"
"I do, but what had that got to do with you being in the library when you should be in bed?" Elros said moving across the room.
"Lúthien's mother was Melian, one of the Maiar."
"Where did this idea come from, Elrond?" Elros laughed it off as a joke.
"I am not joking. Look," Elrond pointed out the part of the book showing just who their great-grandmother was.
Elros kept his eyes on the book in shock. Elrond wasn't joking with him. They had Maia blood in their family.
"Did you find this in your books?" Elros asked only receiving a nod in response. "Have you told anyone yet… Other than me?"
"Not yet. I was going to talk to Gil-Galad first. That was after you of course," Elrond said softly.
"Talk to me about what?" came the voice of their king.
Both young elves turned to face Gil-Galad in the dim candlelight.
"My King," they both bowed respectfully.
"I have said this before, neither of you need bow before me," he said steeping up to the table and seeing the open book, his eyes stopping on Melian's name. "I am guessing you are just finding out about Melian."
"Is that why you took us in?" Elrond asked.
"No. I did so because of other reasons. Those may be told to you at a later day," Gil-Galad sat across from the boys. "But I did know about this when I took you two in. I don't believe it is common knowledge or Maglor may not have let you two go so easily."
"Up till now, you are the only one who knew who our father was when we spoke his name," Elrond replied.
"There has been one other person," Elros spoke up causing Elrond to turn to his twin in shock. "Thranduil, son of Oropher. He knew our father."
"Oropher can be very judgmental. He has mentioned to me many times that we shouldn't let the Noldor live amongst us and I keep telling him that we are all one people. I don't know if he has turned his son to his ways, but I would be weary around him," Gil-Galad told the two. "Now why don't you go to bed for the night. I will put up this book and if you want to read more tomorrow, you can."
Elrond and Elros nodded before they moved towards the door.
'If either of them choose to be amongst the first born, I see him doing great things,' Gil-Galad though as he closed the book and watched the twins of Eärendil and Elwing disappear towards their room.
"What do you think the other reasons are?" Elros asked as they walked slowly back to their room.
"I don't know. Do you think we will ever know?" he asked in return.
"Maybe. I think it depends on how long we stay around him," Elros responded knowing it was up to Elrond.
Elrond nodded as he opened their bedroom door. Letting his brother enter first, he then entered and closed it behind them. Removing his sword from his robes, he placed it beside their bed like he had since he first got it. Next, he removed his robe then boots. Finally, he unlaced his pants and let them fall to the floor. Picking up a sleep robe, he slipped it on as his eyes turned to his brother's naked form.
"I guess I will join you tomorrow as this Thranduil requested, but please don't do it somewhere public where people will see us together. I don't want people talking like they use to."
"I will do my best. What about me bringing him to the small clearing you like to read at?"
"Too open," Elrond shook his head as he handed Elros his sleeping robe.
"Okay… I will think of something," Elros took the robe and slipped it on. "I will let you know before it's time to meet."
"Sounds good," Elrond said climbing into bed. "Good night."
"Good night, dear brother," Elros said climbing in beside him as he closed his eyes to sleep thinking of where they could all meet.
Somethings that I should have mentioned earlier... Lindon in the 2nd age is where the Grey Havens is during the 3rd age. Their King was Gil-Galad, the High King of the Noldor.
Other notes... Yes, Melian is the great-great-grandmother of Elrond. She was a Maiar. Most of this I am trying to keep as true to the books as possible. Thranduil and his father, Oropher, did live in Lindon for a bit of time. Any questions, feel free to message me.