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Note: Thanks for the reviews. So after this there will be one more chapter and then the story is done. Let's begin. This will be written from Erestor's point of view.

"Yes, but please do not say this to…" I try to finish but a stern hand on my shoulder has me sending a smile to the gathered servants as I dismiss them with a wave of my hand. I then take a deep breath to force myself to stay calm and turn. Yes, I was right, Elrond had found out.

My lord raises an eyebrow that has managed in the past to scare many of the younger councillors but not me. I am head councillor of Imlandris, I faced countless lords who try to best me but to no avail.

Yet as a guilty Elfling I hide my gaze but most importantly my smile. "Erestor, it is your wedding. You will be a good groom and go to your room and wait for us to come and get you. You will not arrange your own wedding. Do I need to add anything else?"

I swallowed away all the comments that I wanted to make and nod as I say meekly. "Yes, my lord. Need I be worried that you are going to send me to bed without supper if I do not obey? Or should I say that you will send me to bed without Glorfindel?"

His lips are twitching but he does not smile and says in a stern voice. "Be gone with you! Hurry up or I might just do that." I grin as I hurry away.

I can hear his laughter as I finally round the corner. I pause to take a deep breath, realizing that this is a side nobody has ever seen of me before. I have never felt so carefree and just plain happy. Well most would be happy when they would be bound to their soul mate.

I start walking upstairs as I finger the silver ring on my finger. To say that this was a normal year is an understatement. I am sure nobody would ever view me quite the same before anymore. I had laughed, danced and played even in the rain with Glorfindel. Not caring who saw me. Yes, I would not be so scary anymore.

Normally the very name of Erestor of Rivendell had the younger councillors shaking in their boots but now, oh well who could blame me? It was all Glorfindel's fault naturally, since well; if he had not asked me then none of this would have happened.

This sobered me immediately as I recalled the hurt I only suffered a year ago. But then Glorfindel had played his part well, too well, he had even fooled me. But that would not matter now. For tonight that golden band would be on my finger and Glorfindel would be in my bed…

I shook my head to clear myself of the unwanted images. I need to keep a clear mind and I could not do that if I thought well about that. As I walked past, I could see the door to Glorfindel's room was slightly ajar. I could hear him inside, singing softly.

I smile to myself and then quickly slip inside, closing the door behind me. "Yes, I have been in the bath, Elrohir. Is there anything else you would like me to do?" My breathing catches in my throat as I realize Glorfindel is naked from the waist up and only has a towel on.

I can feel my blood pumping faster and I think of a cheeky answer to say. "Then it is such a shame I missed it."

He turns faster then lighting and for a moment I fear my decision but it disappears as warmth floods into his face. He throws a grin at me that makes my knees weak. I mentally slap myself, this was a bad decision. I should not have tempted myself so.

He then advances, slowly kind of like a big predator. "For a moment I thought you were Elrohir." His voice is warm and I suck in my breath. By the Valar he is tempting and he knows it.

Before I know it he has me backed against the door, one hand holding the towel up and the other tracing a pattern only he knows on my cheek. His eyes are kind and mesmerizing and before I realize it I lean into kiss him. "We are breaking the rules, my dear councillor." He mutters.

"I care not, my beloved general." I smile at him and he brightens immediately. My lips brush his and he responds immediately. I still thank the Valar every day for asking that question. And of course for the answer I received. I love him and I care not that the whole world knows it.

"Erestor! I thought I had sent you to your room." Elrond's voice interrupts us both. We break apart and while Glorfindel clutches his towel higher, I send my lord another smile and say. "Yes, but I had to say goodbye to Glorfindel. I mean you cannot expect me to go without my lover for the first night since we are married." I then lick my lips at Glorfindel and I watch how he tenses as he grabs the towel tighter.

He releases a groan and before Elrond and I know what has happened, he has pushed the elven lord out of the room and pushed me against the door. I find myself staring into his eyes as he forced out in a hoarse voice. "Please tell me you are not wearing anything underneath that robe."

"But I would lie, my lord. I never lie." I say sweetly.

"By the Valar, Erestor, I hope that you have taken the day after the wedding off because I am not sure if I will allow you to leave the bed." He rests his blond head on my shoulder as he stares up at me with obvious longing.

It leaves me more emotional then I would care to admit. Nobody has ever desired me and yet I know he does so. Yet to see it is a very different thing. I pull him closer to brush his lips with mine before Elrond begins to forcefully push against the door and Glorfindel then claims me before the lord and his children enter.

I gasp as I realize this is the elf I love. He leaves me gasping for breath and weak in the knees as he steals my breath away with his kiss. He then pushes me out of the room with another one of those longing gazes and calls out to the questioning gaze of the twins. "I am going to enjoy a cold bath now."

I manage to make my way to my room without the assistance of Elrond or the children, after assuring them I am positively fine. Yet I will sit on the bed for a few moments, at least until my knees stop shaking.

I take a deep breath to force my feelings aside as I realize I am shaking a little bit. "Erestor, are you alright?" I look up to find Elrond's oldest son looking at me, Elladan. I smile and nod as he comes closer. He then goes to my closet and selects my outfit from my wardrobe.

I frown as I see him throwing a robe of silver on my bed. "Elladan, that is not a good colour for me." I say simply as the younger elf turns to me with a bright smile on his face that unnerves me greatly.

"Yes, it will be an excellent colour for you. Especially with Glorfindel wearing black." The younger elf confesses. I nearly go mentally insane, Glorfindel wearing my colour? My wonderful warm Glorfindel will be wearing black and I am will be wearing….

Surely I must be imagining things but when I opened my eyes I find myself looking at the same silver robe. Perhaps I am not as confident as I would have liked. Yet I steel myself and I allow Elladan to dress me. When I glance in the mirror I must say that Elladan was right. The colour does look good on me.

It sets off my dark hair and eyes. I turn to my once student to find him smiling at me and I nod at him, clasping his hand. "Thank you, Elladan. You have done a remarkeble job. It seems that you have done the impossible and you have managed to make me look good in a different colour then black."

My former student then embraces me tightly as he says. "I am happy for you and Glorfindel. Come we should get going. The feast will start soon."

I swallow thickly, feeling the nervous butterflies I have been experiencing in my stomach fly up higher, making me nauseated. I allow Elladan to pull me along before I stop, shaking my head nervously as I wonder why I answered yes question.

It seems Elladan senses it as he pulls me along more forcefully. Finally we enter the courtyard, much to the cheering of crowd that has gathered there. I can see guests from Lorien and Mirkwood. Of course there are also the respected rulers of the other elven realms.

I force a smile to my lips and then I feel a hand enclose around me. I look to my right to see Glorfindel standing next to me. He smiles as well and then I realize he is just a nervous as I am. He is uncomfortable with the part that he has to play but I grip his hand only tighter.

We finally descend the stairs and the feast is ready to begin. I do everything I am expected to do, eat, talk and smile.

Yet underneath all of this I can still feel the butterflies in my stomach. I am still nervous. The people around us crowd together and many times during that day I find myself staring into Glorfindel's eyes. They shine with a hidden light and I realize I am falling in love with him all over again.

They burn with a passion for me and I cannot deny I feel quite the same way. I love him with my whole heart and I allow him to take my hand and to kiss my knuckles. He looks absolutely stunning in the black robes with the silver mithril circlet on his golden head.

I can see the disappointment in the eyes of the maidens and of course their mothers. Yet I know that on some profound level they are happy for us.

Finally the night descends and I rise as Elrond bids me to do. My throat is suddenly dry and I realize I am sweating. My nervousness peaks but my mind seems to be calm. I nod my consent and follow Glorfindel and Elrond to the clearing that was prepared for us.

Here we shall say our vows to Manwe and Varda. I can feel the heat coming from Glorfindel's hand and it seems to strike a flame within me. I have never been surer in my life as I allow Glorfindel to take my other hand as well as he faces me.

I smile at him and he stares back at me gravely, saying. "There is no going back now, Erestor. Are you sure that this is what you want?"

I hesitate because there is no going back after this. Our bond will be firmly established until the ending of time and possibly beyond. If I still have any doubts then now is the time to voice them. Yet as I look into the pure cereal eyes I can see the doubt beginning to form there and the hurt that I can cause.

"Yes, Glorfindel, I am sure. I wish to spend the rest of my life with you." I smile as I finally realize this is the truth and it is all I ever wanted.

I then begin by taking off the silver band Glorfindel has worn for a full year. I give it to Elrond as he gives me the golden one and I say. "With Manwe as my witness I bind myself to thee, Glorfindel, till the ending of Arda."

He flexes his fingers as to settle the ring comfortably and then takes the other one to place it around mine. His voice is suddenly hoarse as he gives me a beautiful smile and says. "With Varda as my witness I bind myself to thee, Erestor, till the ending of Arda."

The weight of the golden band is heavier then the silver one but it will remind me of the vow. Yet I know I need no such thing as I can feel the full force of his soul. It surrounds me even before we have actually bound as we will do tonight.

I meet his lips in a soaring kiss and then I finally feel at peace as his arms surround me. "I love you, my husband." His voice is soft and private and only meant for my ears and I gaze up at him, in the calm blue eyes that I now know so well and I finally say.

"I will thank the Valar everyday for asking that question that led us to this moment and as I feel his love pour into me, I know I will always and eternally happy.

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