Chapter 2! Thanks again to ~Vos for Beta reading.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters.

It didn't take long for Thranduil to finish his glass and excuse himself to go steal a barrel of wine from his father. If nothing else, it would be for him and his two friends to make the night a 'little more exciting'. Thankfully when he got to his father's room, he found the King asleep in his bed. Grabbing the barrel that had been opened that day, he carried it out of the room his father always stayed in in Gil-Galad's castle and made his way down back down to the field.

"Tar-Minyatur, let me give you a gift to bring in the New Year!" he exclaimed as he rolled the barrel into view. "I would just advise against giving it to any of your people as they have never had anything this strong."

Tar-Minyatur smiled as he helped set up the wine by their seats and served three glasses. Handing the first two to Thranduil and Elrond and taking one for himself.

"Enjoy my friends, for this will be the beginning of a great year," he laughed raising his glass to the two in front of him as they followed and took a sip with him. "Thranduil, this is so much better than any wine I can get back where I am ruling. Too bad your father wouldn't do trades with me."

"You never know. I might be able to convince him to do so," Thranduil smiled enjoying the company as he watched the moon move across the sky slowly. It was almost midnight and he was getting excited for the rest of the night.

"Please see if you can. I would love to acquire some amazing wine, even if it is just for me to enjoy on special occasions," Tar-Minyatur said taking another sip of wine. "Now with the moon just about midnight, would you like to join in the rest of tonight's celebrations?"

Elrond and Thranduil thought about it for a moment before nodding together. Tar-Minyatur smiled as he told one of his guards to bring the barrel of wine to his tent and guard it till he returned. Standing up, he invited his twin and Thranduil to join him as he walked towards a small crowd of his people. They started to fill every one's mugs with mead and waited for their King.

"Tar-Minyatur, we awake your word," Ardrin smiled as she stepped next to his side.

"I, King Tar-Minyatur of the Númornor, am pleased to announce the beginning of the Thirty-third year of the Second Age. May this year be blessed for all!" Raising his glass, he watched his people join as Elrond and Thranduil followed. "A toast to the New Year!"

"To the New Year!" the people of Númornor cheered as they all raised their mugs to their King!

Tar-Minyatur raised his glass and took a sip of the wine he greatly missed and watched as the others joined him. As soon as they took their toast, a cheer went up in the air and almost all the men took women in their arms and started kissing them under the moon. Tar-Minyatur wrapped an arm around Ardrin and kissed her gently before whispering in her ear. She nodded and stepped back into the crowd as she started to entertain the men.

"She said she didn't mind making a distraction while we slipped away to enjoy the rest of the New Year by ourselves," Tar-Minyatur smiled as he grabbed the hand of his twin and pulled him towards his tent on the far side of camp watching Thranduil follow them.

The tents were set up by ranks highest to lowest, with the exception of the guards. The guards were stationed all around camp at various points to make sure that if something were to happen, then one would be there to help he people. Getting to his tent, he dismissed his guard asking for privacy for the rest of the night as he wished to catch up with his brother and hoped to set up trades with a close friend. The guard nodded as he moved on to enjoy the rest of his night.

"Please feel free to make yourselves at home," Tar-Minyatur pulled the entrance to his tent open as he motioned for his guests to enter.

Entering the tent, they looked around in amazement. It was large for a tent and held a beautiful bed as well as many furs and blankets from different regions of Middle-Earth on it. To the right of the bed, there was a rack hanging that held the few outfits Tar-Minyatur decided to travel with. The rest of the room looked very bland and bare, just like a tent except for the rug in the middle of the room and four chairs sitting by a small fire.

"I hope it's not overwhelming for you to see a tent like this after always camping on the ground when we use to travel."

"Not at all. I am very surprised myself," Elrond smiled. "This is very nice, brother."

Thranduil just stayed silent having a feeling where this night would end up and not wanting to ruin it for his lover. Tar-Minyatur let the tent flap close as he entered behind them and silently came up behind his twin, wrapping his arms around him. Elrond, not expecting this, almost pulled away before relaxing into the arms. Turning around, he looked into the identical eyes that held his attention. He wanted to pull away, to not get involved with his twin because he knew it would only break his heart, but he also wanted to stay there, to hold and kiss him one more time. To feel that connection that even Thranduil couldn't give him. After thinking about it for a moment, he decided to pull away, but as he did, his brother pulled him forward and pressed his lips to Elrond's identical ones. Elrond couldn't struggle or pull away even if he wanted to as he melted into the strong arms that held him firmly. Tar-Minyatur kept kissing Elrond as he ran one of his hands up his back and started to caress him gently. He was so happy that Thranduil wanted him to join them tonight. Thranduil watched for a second before moving towards the twins and running a single hand down Elrond's butt. Elrond moaned as he felt both his brother and lover caress him at the same time. It was almost overwhelming to his senses as he had not been with them both in over half a year.

Tar-Minyatur broke the kiss as he motioned for Thranduil to lead their lover to the bed. Thranduil smiled and wrapped his free hand around Elrond's hips and pulled him gently backwards as the two lead him to the bed. Getting there, Thranduil released him as Tar-Minyatur pushed Elrond on his back and looked down into his eyes. Thranduil joined the human twin in glancing down at his lover.

"I hope you are ready to enjoy New Years the human way," Tar-Minyatur smirked. "And this year, you will not forget it. We will make sure of it."