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Four
Sometimes being a brother
Is even better than being a superhero
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Estel's mind had long since strayed from Erestor's history lesson to looking out the window where he saw Elladan and Elrohir preparing their horses. He knew they were going to leave somewhere and that they wouldn't be back for a very long time but nobody would tell him where they went. Who was he going to play with when they were gone? His adar was always busy with council and boring meetings until late in the day and Erestor was no fun. He only ever thought about history and all the boring things he had to learn.
"Erestor, why can't I go with them?"
Erestor sighed and put away the ancient book he had been holding in his hands. "You haven't been paying any attention have you Estel?" asked the elf but in earnest, he wasn't surprised. Estel was only a child be he was very bright and paid attention to the things around him. He'd become very attached to Elladan and Elrohir and so Erestor could imagine that seeing them go was quite difficult.
"Where are they going?" asked Estel again
"Your Adar has sent them on a very important mission." Erestor replied. He decided it was best to leave out any mentioning of orcs to Estel because that was likely to only worry him more.
"Is it dangerous?"
"Some of it may be dangerous but your brothers brave and they'll be just fine. Now, shall we get back to the story of Feanor?"
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Estel thought that they day seemed to go on forever but when he was finally done with his studies and all the other things he had to do which he thought were no fun, he found his brothers waiting for him in the Hall of Fire. They had decided they wouldn't leave until after Estel had gone to be as to make it easier on him.
"There you are Estel!" Elladan called out. "Are you up for a game of hide and seek before we leave?"
Estel's face quickly fell when Elladan said the word 'leave'. "But it's my birthday soon! Will you be back for my birthday?"
"Of course we'll be back for your birthday Estel." Elrohir told his brother calmly
"Yes muindor. We would not miss it for the world."
"Be good to Erestor and Glorfindel too." Elladan said with a rather mischievous smirk on his face. "Although don't tell adar we said so but a little mischief doesn't hurt anyone. Especially not Glorfindel, he needs it. Do us proud?"
Estel nodded. "I will!"
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Four Weeks Later
"Estel, time to wake up."
"Ngh, too early. Tired."
"But Estel, it's your birthday." It took Estel a few moments to realise that the voice speaking to him was not Elrond, but it was Elrohir. The past four weeks had been the longest, most boring weeks of his life, or at least so he thought. He had been secretly hoping that maybe Elladan and Elrohir would come home early from their trip but each day he had been disappointed. Nobody would tell him where they'd really gone but Estel knew that they were out hunting monsters, orcs and other evil things in the world. The now five year old Estel practically leapt out of bed into Elrohir's arms which made the elven prince fall over on the floor but he did so laughing heartily.
"You're back 'Ro!" Estel shouted, pretty much into his ears
"Of course! Just like we promised! Besides, it is not everyday your little brother turns five." Elrohir said. Their hunt had been unsuccessful and being back in Rivendell was a much welcomed break.
"Where's 'Dan?" Estel asked after a while when he realised that Elrohir was the only one in the room with him. Shortly after he had asked though, the door opened and in walked Elladan, Glorfindel, Erestor and Lord Elrond. Estel could see that Elladan was hiding something behind his back, something that was wrapped in a piece of cloth.
Curiously, Estel
"What's this? Elrohir gets a hug and I don't?" Elladan joked as he held up the secret birthday present so that Estel couldn't reach it. Estel hugged his brother gladly.
"I missed you 'Dan." said Estel
"I've missed you too brother, happy birthday Estel."
Elladan handed Estel his birthday present and when the child had unwrapped it his eyes widened and were filled with awe and fascination. He was holding a wooden sword that was handmade and had elvish words carved in it. Besides the fact that it was smaller, it was nearly an exact copy of the Shards of Narsil. Estel had always been fascinated by sword fighting but had not yet been old enough to start practicing, especially not with a real sword.
"Is this really mine? But adar, you said I'm not old enough for practicing!" Estel said. He was so excited he almost didn't know what to do with himself and swung the sword around uncontrollably which made the Elf-lord laugh.
"You are five now my son, I think that deems you old enough to start practicing. That is, if your brothers are willing to teach you." said Elrond
"Are you? Oh please please please!"
"Aye, I think we can pull that off."
Of course, the rest of Rivendell might not have been all too happy about that decision.
To be continued...
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