judging by the lack of reviews, I'm just going to say that I guess this fic must suck...oh well..it's only gonna be a 8 chapter deal anyway...
CHAPTER 5
Lindir turned to Elrohir.
" We are fine pen-neth."
Elrohir raised an eyebrow. Lindir nearly started to laugh again. It was a perfect imitation of Lord Elrond. Elrohir shook his head.
" You were looking at each other for a long time."
Melpomaen bit his lip. Surely this elfling could not have figured out that he had feelings for Lindir. Lindir smiled at Elrohir.
" We were attempting to mind speak."
Elrohir shook his head.
" But you are not blood."
Elladan rolled his eyes at his brother.
" And you are not bound."
Lindir thought on this for a moment. He nearly smiled to himself about how it would be to bind himself with Melpomaen. He was so lost in thought that he did not even noticed Melpomaen was shaking him.
" Lindir?"
Lindir turned to Melpomaen, still lost in thought.
" Hmmm?"
Melpomaen swallowed hard.
" Are you bound?"
Lindir smiled broadly.
" Not yet."
Erestor turned to Lindir.
" Are you lost in daydream again?"
Lindir nodded. Erestor began to snicker.
" Who are you daydreaming of?"
Lindir smiled again and, in a room full of elves, uttered the name of his beloved.
" Melpomaen."
TBC...