A warning is in place here: some hinting towards brotherly incest.

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Chapter 13 - She was not hungry that evening and she did not …...

She was not hungry that evening and she did not go to the great hall. Spending the afternoon on horseback had made her forget her anger. But alone in her quarters, it invaded her mind slowly but surely, consuming her rational thoughts. Being alone in a confined space was of no help and restlessly she paced back and forth in search of comfort and distraction.

She wanted to confront the twins, but how should she proceed? Stubbornly, she shook her head. Let them go to hell with their issues! Why should she confront them anyway? They were the ones behaving like idiots!

Grumbling she threw on her hoodie and katana and walked in the direction of the stables. Horses at least did not have a secret agenda nor could they talk. She would find some peace and quiet in the company of Bethril.

She took a deep breath, entering the stables softly. The warm, round smell of straw and the penetrating sharpness of horse dung entered her nose and lungs. It was an invigorating combination and somehow a deep feeling of peace washed over her. The warmth of the animals warmed the space around her and she felt happy anticipation while approaching her new friend.

The horse stood peacefully in one corner, near Asfaloth. She imagined to see recognition in the horse's eyes and she stroked its nuzzle fondly. The horse sniffed softly and pushed its head into her hand. She smiled. "Yeah, I know, I am glad to see you too…"

A sound alerted her to a familiar presence behind her. Turning, she slowly faced Mithroch and Suldal. The horses both had their heads turned sideways, so one eye faced her, giving her the eerie feeling that they knew full well who she was.

She approached them tentatively. Holding out her hands in invitation. Both horses turned instantly towards her outstretched hands and she felt their breath on them. She let them take in her scent and then, somehow, found herself caressing their heads, holding hers between them, feeling their warmth and strength on her skin. They seemed happy to see her. It felt good to reconnect to them, she had missed their presence. She had not realised that the horses were such a distinct part of her journey here and that they were more than just a means of travel.

Holding her head against Suldal's, she noticed something lying in the straw beneath its feet. Curious she inspected it and found to her surprise one of the wooden wolf clasps from their mantles. She picked it up, cupping it in her hand.

The clasp made of wood, held no monetary value. Its worth lay in its symbolic meaning, since it embodied the identity of the twins and the bond between them. She felt her heart beating somewhat faster. She could not imagine them without it.

Making up her mind, she stroked Bethril one last time as goodbye and walked in the direction of the twins' quarters in the upper levels of the complex that was Rivendell.

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The moonlight filtered through a haze of tiny clouds. She knocked softly on the large wooden door, staring at the two wolves, while holding one in her hand. When she heard nothing she softly entered. The room was empty. She tiptoed further, closing the door behind her with a soft click. She lay the clasp reverently on the large table and wanted to leave unseen. A glimpse of their bedchamber distracted her and she approached hesitantly. Were they asleep?

When her gaze hit the bed, she gasped softly. There, on the bed they were, their skin pale in the moonlight, their hair dark following the curves of the white sheets like ink. They lay naked, Elrohir on his side, with his head on Elladan's upper arm, his own arm firmly wrapped around his brothers stomach, his arm almost grazing the tip of his member that lay soft on his stomach.

To her surprise, their guard seemed to be dropped within the safe boundaries of their home, since they did not seem alerted by her presence. Or were they used to her presence? Elrohir looked peaceful, bandages still wrapped around his shoulder, his lean back and full ass were plain for her to see and very naked as well. She felt her heartbeat pick up pace at the sight of them; painfully beautiful and unbelievably sexy. Their intimacy seemed to go beyond boundaries between siblings, forbidden - and this dark edginess, made heat pool in her stomach.

She did not know how long she stared at them there, leaning in the door frame, wondering how far their intimacy actually went. Her blush intensified by her own train of thought.

But maybe they were more aware of their surroundings than she thought, since Elrohir slowly woke. Yawning, he grasped his brother even stronger. Feeling the warmth of the body in his arms, he smiled, lifting his head, whispering in his brother's ear, waking him up ever so gently.

Elladan smiled, his eyes fluttering. She saw his member twitching on his stomach. Her eyes were glued to the spectacle before her, her heart beating wildly, heat in her groin and she felt herself becoming wet.

And then Elladan' eyes darted towards her. She gasped in embarrassment, turning to flee the room, but Elrohir's strong voice kept her there, stuck in the doorway: "Good evening to you, Rin."

She slowly turned around, making eye contact felt a painful task that she barely managed. But instead of showing irritation or embarrassment, they were calm and seemingly oblivious.

Horrified that they might think she had been deliberately spying on them and catching them in such an intimate moment in their own house, she said with flaming cheeks: "I came to return something of yours, your wooden wolf clasp that I found in the stables. I knocked, but did not hear a sound so I let myself in to return it. Before I left, I got … distracted…." Silently she cursed herself. Here she was, in an awkward position feeling embarrassed, while she had wanted to ignore them and let them come to her to apologise. All because of that idiotic clasp and her stupid kindness to return it.

Elrohir nodded in understanding. He sat up slowly, pulling a sheet over himself, all the while staring at her. It was just like his reaction to her in the lake in the forest, he teased her openly and deliberately and it did not help her burning cheeks. Then he grinned suddenly, with his neat white teeth flashing.

Elladan was at a loss for words at first, but he recollected himself quickly. In truth, he was glad to see her here in their private chambers, even though she had been witness to a most intimate part of his relationship with his twin. He had wanted to apologise for his behaviour at the banquet. Now she stood here in the privacy of their home in the presence of himself and his brother. He noticed the quickening of her breath, her flushed cheeks. He had seen her embarrassed so many times, and this was not it. There was a slight difference now. He concluded that she must be aroused. Seeing him naked with Elrohir had aroused her and he liked that they could have that effect on her. Quickly he shoved these distracting thoughts towards the back of his mind.

He said softly: "Rin, I am truly sorry for my harsh words yesterday. I had no right to lay the claims that I did, or act the way I did. I was not in my right mind."

All emberrassement disappeared instantly, she felt angry, but not so much that it controlled her emotions. His apology did not make her feel better. What did he expect, that all was forgiven by just saying the right words? Also, it felt as an inappropriate moment to be having this conversation, considering the scene she just witnessed and considering their state of nakedness. But her curiosity took over, for his words puzzled her: "Not in your right mind?"

"I feel distressed without my brother and I took it out on you, and on Lord Glorfindel. For that I am truly sorry Rin. I did not want to hurt your feelings, nor embarrass you in front of strangers." He stared at her. "Please forgive my foolishness, my Lady?"

"Do not call me a Lady! And you did hurt me and you did embarrass me. I think your brother's absence was no excuse."

It was not the reaction he expected. He blinked at her harsh words. She was satisfied by his confusion. That will teach him some control and empathy! Only when she felt he was punished enough, she smiled at him.

"Still, I forgive you. I was also distressed with your brother being injured."

His smile followed quickly in the wake of her words. And it felt to her, like the sun after a day of rain. Her radiated warmth, light, brightness and happiness. Bloody Elves…

She approached him tentatively, until she could feel the warmth of his body through her clothes. He looked up at her. Their difference in height brought their faces close. On impulse, she wrapped her arms around him and to her relief she felt him mimicking her.

After a while, sinking into the wonderful feeling of being held, the warmth of his twin behind her enveloped her as well. And she felt truly at peace for the first time since her fight with Elladan at the baths.

She murmured: "Do you still want me to stay away from you?"

Their Elven hearing picked up her soft question easily. Elrohir sighed behind her. "What did you do now, brother?"

Elladan stood abruptly at his brother's words, pushing them both backwards. His face contorted by irritation, his voice gravelly: "Brother, you know this is unwise."

"But I cannot fight this!"

"And I will not lose you."

Rin stared at them confused and then irritation kicked in. She was so tired of their melodramatic shifts of mood that was akin to emotional blackmail - a continuous cycle of attracting and repelling. She was too tired to care any longer. Pushing them away, she walked towards the door.

Turning, she said: "Let me know when you are ready to respect me and treat me like an equal. For now I am done with you."

The twins stopped arguing, staring at her. Elladan said: "We owe you an explanation Rin. But things are not easy to explain. I need to talk to my brother."

Elrohir grunted dismissively. "I am not in need of more conversation brother."

Elladan glared at him.

"But if it is your wish, I will oblige you."

She watched them dressing with quick hands. Elrohir a dark blue tunic with pants underneath, his brother grey pants and no shirt. Their hair hung loose around their faces, making them look softer somehow. Silvery eyes glanced at her and it was the last thing that she saw before she silently exited their quarters to find some peace of her own.

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The silence in their chambers was a relief for the brothers. Their attraction to the girl was getting more and more troublesome. They had been at ease together for centuries. Her presence distracted them from each other and their purpose of revenge.

Elladan poured wine for his brother. Elrohir sat down on the daybed. It was almost invisible, the discomfort that his wound gave him, but his brother noticed it. He handed him a glass of wine, hand softly on his shoulder. "Does it hurt still?"

"The skin is straining. What did you argue about with Rin last night? She seems very troubled.."

"I urged her to stay away from us. I tried to be …. persuasive."

Elrohir sighed. "Do you think that path is still open for us, brother? This is not like the others in the past. It was not mere chance that put her in our path. She seems to fit in too neatly, as if she is a missing piece of a puzzle. You feel it as well brother."

"I feel it as a magnetic pull, it is present in my mind, always. I want her part of this, of us. It is a twisted feeling, selfish. I want to share our revenge with her, I want to make her lose her innocence and make her succumb to our needs. But I do not wish to embark on this journey alone. I will not lose you to this."

Elrohir stared at his brother, feeling emotions and a dark want choke him. He understood Elladan's needs and fears all too well because they were his own. But he doubted if they could fight it, this time. Elladan was always the most cautious one, always thinking before acting.

"This risk of fading from heart ache, is no different from other risks that we take! It is what makes us survive, we have walked the edge of this blade for centuries now. Why do you fear this uncertainty for we have known that we would lose each other in the end. It is folly to assume we will survive longer still. It will put an end to this painful existence."

"A bittersweet end then brother, for my hunger for blood has not lessened yet."

Elrohir gave him a devilish smile. "Aye, we are not satisfied."

Elladan followed: "I want to pursue other hungers than love brother. I am not ready to risk giving that up. Not for anything nor anybody. Not for Rin."

"She can be part of it."

Elladan paced in exasperation through the room. "Part of it? No matter our urges, we are a monogamous beings and she is as well. She. Will. Choose!"

Elrohir blinked, feeling dread in the pit of his stomach. His brother was right. A bond between three was a taboo that even he did not dare cross. But a sliver of doubt entered his mind. They had crossed so many boundaries. They were survivors and lived in their own way, apart from their people. They both felt a bond with the girl, so why deny the obvious. Why dread another outcome? Or was Elladan right? Was their doom inevitable?

In the end, as always, there were no words necessary. Elladan stared at his brother, he knew the workings of his brain. He saw realisation dawn on him and he felt saddened by it. Could they still break free of this? Or was the bond too far gone? And why did they both feel it? This troubled him to no end. What if the Valar did have some hand in this and it was meant to be?

"If this is our course to take, then it is lucky that Tessarion has invited her to the Guard."

"He did what?"

Elrohir shrugged. "You heard me brother."

"That slayer should stay out of our business. How can he decide this with Tessarion, without consulting us first?" Elladan slammed the table in anger.

"Consult us? We have no rights to her, brother. You contradict yourself. She is free to do as she pleases. Even joining that old dog Tessarion if she feels like it. It will be advantageous for us, she will have enough distractions, to battle the side effects of what we plan to make her suffer."

They fell silent. No more words were needed. Both options were laid bare to them. They would try to be free of this bond, and if not, they would face their doom without further ado, for death would come for them either way. There never was a ship waiting for them, nor would they take any if forced.