Elladan's eyes darkened, "He was taken captive when the Nazgul attacked the Dunedain, there is no news yet to say whether or not he is alive." It was evident that the older twin missed his brother dearly and had more than likely blamed himself.
"If Elrohir is anything like he used to be, he can find a way out." She rubbed his shoulders in a comforting motion.
Elladan exhaled deeply, "But he is not at all like what he used to be. Now, he has no time for family or friends, it always his duty, what he has to do. Though what he does not understand is that his duty also lies with his family."
"He is married?" Irime asked, even though the question was somewhat random.
Elladan shook his head, "No. He is never good with females, of any species." He laughed, "Once a friend of ours had a very well tempered mare, so, as a gift, Halbarad gave Elrohir the horse, and when he went to receive the mare, she kicked him in the ribs." he laughed again, recalling the memory.
"Why does that not surprise me? He always leaned towards the mortal half when it came to many things." she asked with dark humor. "I miss him, Elladan, he was like a brother to me." Irime said sadly. "I had started a million letters to speak with him over the years, but every time I realized that I had nothing to say, and that alone is a scary thought." She buried her face in his velvety robes and began to cry.
He picked her up and set her on her bed, "Shhh. Everything is going to be all right."
She clung to his blue robes, sobbing. It suddenly occurred to Elladan that perhaps she had never really had the time to realize how much she missed, perhaps even loved, his brother. Even though they had been young, the young half-Elf had always known that his two comrades were inseparable.
"Elladan." Irime whimpered.
The Half-elf cupped her cheek in his hand, "Irime, I have always loved you."
The young Elf looked up at him, "What?"
"You heard me, meleth nin."
Before she could possibly react he leaned towards her, their lips almost brushing, but she turned away. "Elladan, what is wrong with you?"
"Forgive me." Then he stood and walked stiffly out of the room.