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Glorfindel inspected the room again, pleased with the result. The room was lid by the roaring fire in the fireplace as the spring nights could still be chilly. The chessboard was set up; black against white and two empty glasses were set on the table, reading to receive the guest of honour.

He then fidgeted with his clothes, straightening the silky blue fabric underneath his hands. Now all that he needed to do was ask Erestor to come. He opened the door to peer outside before he walked out and towards the hall of fire.

The other elves greeted him cheerfully and some intoxicated maidens asked if he wished to join them. He laughed it off and bowed to them briefly before he walked on towards the middle of the hall.

Elrond was sitting on a couch with lady Celebrian close by his side, Erestor sitting opposed them. The councillor's right arms was still in a sling which moved gently as the smaller elf spoke with his friend and master of Imlandris, left hand out in sweeping gestures.

The dark grey eyes twinkled as Glorfindel's confident stride failed. He walked forward on silent feet and finally Elrond's eyes settled on his own as his lord gave him a quick smile, saying. "Ah, evening Glorfindel. I was wondering when you were going to join us."

Trying not to feel so nervous and ignore the shaking in his knees that Erestor seemed to bring forth, he softly answered. "I am sorry; Elrond, but I shall not be joining you today. I came to make a request of one who owned me…." He looked at Erestor to see the smaller elf blinking up at him and frowning.

"Pray tell who might that be?" Elrond softly asked, the smile gone as the lord's sharp eyes focussed upon his two friends standing before him.

"Erestor…" Glorfindel's voice was soft but he turned to face Erestor fully. He nearly took a step back when he saw the fear in Erestor's dark eyes. He must have shown some form of recoiling for Erestor shifted and then patted the empty space next to him.

Fighting back the tidal wave of relief that washed over him, Glorfindel sat down. He never had it this bad before. Normally he managed to steel himself but knowing that he had wounded Erestor, through not deliberately had made it worse for him, especially when he had felt the other elf's hand on his own as he woke up when he had kept watch over Erestor.

The small smile that he had seen on the fair face of the other sleepy elf had given him hope. He was drawn back to the present when soft fingers touched the back of his hand. He looked at Erestor to see the smaller elf was giving him a gentle smile.

He gathered his courage, saying softly. "I…well Erestor you said that I won the fight fairly and that I could ask of you to spent an evening with me. Well I came to honour that request…."

He swallowed thickly, not seeing the gentle and knowing glance in Elrond's eyes as he kept his eyes firmly trained on Erestor's eyes. They showed nothing, not a hint of weariness, happiness of anything like that. They simply sparkled in amusement the same way when Erestor had told him of the tournament. "You wish for me to join you right now?" The councillor asked in a soft voice.

Glorfindel could only nod before he stammered. "Yes…I have set some things up….in my room…but if you would rather remain here… then you are more then…."

Hearing soft chuckles coming from Erestor, he looked up at the elf as Erestor softly answered. "I did not think you would make the request. But I will join you in your room them, I suppose. But pray tell, what shall we be doing?"

Now the confident smile was back as he met Erestor's gentle smile with one of his own. The relief he felt was great, so great that he even flashed a smile at Elrond. "Playing chess." He answered then, smiling when Erestor actually laughed before the smaller elf rose gracefully and answered. "I suppose so then. I bid you a good night, my lord and lady."

With those words he waited for Glorfindel to walk first, falling into step beside him. Glorfindel glanced at the glowing dark haired elf beside him. Erestor seemed at peace, not pain showed in his face as the useless right arm hung in a sling.

Elves would heal quicker then mortals did but still it would Erestor would need to keep his arm in a sling for a few weeks. The golden elf did not meet the dark eyes until Erestor softly said. "You look very handsome tonight, Glorfindel and yet you do not seem at peace. Is something the matter?"

He forced a smile to his face, feeling his cheeks burns as he said. "Nay of course not. I was not so sure if you had by chance forgotten our agreement since you did not mention it."

"I did not forget it. I merely did not wish to inform you, intend of finding out what it had been that you had planned and see if it would surprise me. I wonder if it will do so." The councillor replied easily, another smile gracing the fair features. It left Glorfindel speechless and he wanted nothing more then to wrap the smaller elf in his arms and kiss those full lips.

But he kept those thoughts firmly to himself and firmly kept on walking. He stepped in front of Erestor and opened the door for the elf, allowing the other elf to step inside. Yet Erestor did no such thing as the elf stopped in front of him and looked at Glorfindel with a worried glint in his eyes as he softly said. 'Is everything alright, Glorfindel? You seem distracted. You did not even hear I have you a compliment a moment ago."

Glorfindel forced himself to look down into the councillors upturned face as he answered. "I am a bit distracted tonight, Erestor. But I will be fine. You really should not worry about me."

Erestor gripped his hand, giving it a tight squeeze before he walked in. Glorfindel walked after him, nervously fidgeting with his hands as Erestor looked around. The councillor actually smiled at the glasses of wine settled on the two chairs that Glorfindel had pulled up near the fire and the chessboard in between them.

"Ah, so you spoke truth when you said that we were playing chess." Erestor turned back to Glorfindel, finding the taller elf looking at him with an unreadable expression on his face once more. Glorfindel only helplessly gestured and Erestor wondered why Glorfindel was so nervous. They had spent time together as friends and yet he had never seen his close friend quite so nervous before.

He stepped closer, stopped near the Balrog slayer so he could feel the faint tremor in his the strong body. He raised one hand to gently stroke the smooth cheek and softly said, in a voice he only saved for those who were closest to him as he said. "Why do you tremble so, Glorfindel? You are not yourself. Have I done anything to upset you so? Surely you are still not upset because you have broken my arm; I have forgiven you for that. Please tell me the reason why you are so nervous."

Glorfindel relaxed every so gently as he looked at Erestor, blue eyes holding black ones as the blond elf answered. "I am afraid I will frighten you if I tell you of the true reason of my trembling. But can we speak truthfully for once? I wish to ask you something."

"Very well."

"Why have I never seen you with a lover or a maiden before? I have known you for nearly a thousand years but in all that time I have never seen you with any member of the fairer sex while surely there would be many who would have you?" Erestor caught a small glance of the old Glorfindel as the warrior asked softly.

But yet the blue eyes that held his held only naked truth and a true desire to know. Erestor sighed and shifted his stance, the hand dropped down to Glorfindel's shoulder as the smaller elf hoped to stop the trembling in the body of his friend. "The truth is that my heart does not lie with the fairer sex, it lies with my own. But yet I could have asked you the same thing. Why have I never seen you with a lover before? You have more changes that I do."

Glorfindel seemed oddly at ease now as he smiled once more and answered. "The truth is like your own. My heart lies with my own sex." To Erestor's amazement Glorfindel leaned down to place a feather light kiss on Erestor's cheek, startling the younger elf as Glorfindel stepped around him and held out a chair as the golden elf said. "Shall we?"

Erestor could only nod dumbfounded as he lifted his hand to his suddenly heated cheek, wondering what had gotten into Glorfindel that made the elf so at ease suddenly. He then walked over and sat down and their game began.

So what do we want to see? Do we want to see what will happen if those two elves consume a little bit of wine when they play chess? Let me know and review of course.