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Chapter 172
Authors Note: Thank you Zhie for the shared knowledge...~DarkDreamer
The Fire Dance
Ch172
Elrond arched his brow and slowly sat down on Thranduil's lap, then
sighed contentedly when strong arms pulled him close
"You look very tired Rondy, are you alright?"
Elrond wrapped his arms around his loves neck "I feel..."
"Aye? Go on"
"I feel like...like an overused bow. I feel worn...rubbed thin"
Thranduil nodded "What can I do Elrond, I noticed that you are
twitching again and..."
"I am Not twitching!"
Thranduil narrowed his eyes "Aye you are...and you just did it again"
Elrond slumped as he shook his head "I...I know...I do not know what
is happening to me Thran. Saes...saes do not..."
"Do not what Rondy"
Elrond's voice was but a pleading whisper "Saes...do not leave me"
Thranduil's eyes flew wide "Leave you? Oh Elrond, I am not going to
leave you...you are my mate...My mate!"
~*~*~
Glorfindel shook his head as Erestor changed his robes "Poor Elrond,
is there anything we can do?"
Erestor batted away his loves roaming hands and chuckled "I highly
doubt your fondling me will help Elrond...daro now"
The golden warrior smirked as he grazed his flat palm over Erestor's
backside "It couldn't hurt"
"Findel you...you are...argh! Daro now we are suppose to be on our way
to the Hall of Fire"
Glorfindel became serious and nodded "Who will be there?"
Erestor fastened the top clasp to his robe and sighed "Well, it is a
meeting for and about Elrond. So Thranduil will be there...Elladan,
Elrohir, Cirdan, Thorvel, Thoron, Aglar, You...and myself"
"Alright Rabbit, let us go then...wait, what about Glorion"
Erestor smiled as he picked their son up "We are dropping him of at
Orophin and Lindir's...they are going to watch him"
~*~*~
Elrond sat quietly as everyone assembled, then slowly stood "You all
know why you are here...I am losing my mind"
Elladan shook his head "Adar, you are not losing your mind"
Thranduil pulled Elrond close and nodded "Agreed, you are just overly
stressed. Perhaps...perhaps Vel and Ron can help"
The twins shook their heads ""We can not. Daeradar is to powerful for
us to enter his mind, it actually causes us pain to do so""
As the discussion drew on, Aglar finally sighed "Elrond"
"Aye Aglar?"
"Take off your ring"
Elrond frowned as he looked down at his hand "What? Why"
Aglar slowly leaned forward "Take...off...Vilya"
"N...nay. Nay why would I remove..."
"Elrond how long have you been wearing Vilya?"
"Uhrm...close to 3000 years, give or take"
Aglar arched his brow "And who was that ring made for"
"Gil-Galad"
Aglar tilted his head "Vilya was not Just made for Gil-Galad, she was
specifically made for what race?"
Elrond frowned "The elven race of course"
The red warrior nodded "Was Gil-Galad full or half elven?"
"He was full elven"
Aglar sat back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest "So
tell me Elrond, how would a mortal man react if he were to wear Vilya?"
Elrond blinked as he again, slowly looked down at his hand "I...I
would think that...that madness would...oh...oh nay, nay I need Vilya!
She keeps Imladris safe and..."
"Elrond, has not orc and warg activity risen within the last 50 some
odd years? When Gwee was younger, he was not far from the border when
he had to slay that warg...and you just lost a border guard to an orc
arrow did you not?"
"Aye"
Aglar gave a gentle smile "I am not suggesting that you should get rid
of Vilya, I am suggesting that you share the responsibility of her.
You are half-elven, your elven side has been shielding her effects to
your mortal side...you should not wear her all the time"
Elrond glanced over to his sons and Aglar quickly spoke up "Nay
Elrond, your ionath are half-elven...as are Vel and Ron...you need to
choose those who are full elven"
Cirdan sighed when Elrond's gaze immediately fell to him "Aye, hand
her over. I wielded Narya, I am the most logical choice for now, but
perhaps there are others that might share this burden...Thranduil,
Glorfindel, Erestor...at least the four of Us will not act like we are
one tree short of a forest"
Glorfindel's eyes widened "Wait...now wait just a moment, I have no
experience with..."
Thranduil waved his hand "Oh hush now Findel, I think we can all
handle wearing her from time to time"
Erestor cleared his throat as he looked at Aglar "I am still nursing
Glorion, my turn will have to wait"
Elrond took a deep breath as he slowly pulled the sapphire ring off
his finger, then handed it to Cirdan "Careful you old sea rat, she is
not the ring of fire"
Cirdan nodded as he gently took her, then slipped Vilya onto his
finger "Mmm...aye, she does feel different then Narya"
Everyone turned and looked out the window when they suddenly heard
rain begin to fall
The elder elf shrugged as he smiled "Sorry, but I Am wearing her
reluctantly. Worry not, I will not have it raining for to long"
TBC..................................
Translations:
Daro -------------------- Stop
Saes -------------------- Please
Ionath ------------------ Sons
The Fire Dance
Ch172
Elrond arched his brow and slowly sat down on Thranduil's lap, then
sighed contentedly when strong arms pulled him close
"You look very tired Rondy, are you alright?"
Elrond wrapped his arms around his loves neck "I feel..."
"Aye? Go on"
"I feel like...like an overused bow. I feel worn...rubbed thin"
Thranduil nodded "What can I do Elrond, I noticed that you are
twitching again and..."
"I am Not twitching!"
Thranduil narrowed his eyes "Aye you are...and you just did it again"
Elrond slumped as he shook his head "I...I know...I do not know what
is happening to me Thran. Saes...saes do not..."
"Do not what Rondy"
Elrond's voice was but a pleading whisper "Saes...do not leave me"
Thranduil's eyes flew wide "Leave you? Oh Elrond, I am not going to
leave you...you are my mate...My mate!"
~*~*~
Glorfindel shook his head as Erestor changed his robes "Poor Elrond,
is there anything we can do?"
Erestor batted away his loves roaming hands and chuckled "I highly
doubt your fondling me will help Elrond...daro now"
The golden warrior smirked as he grazed his flat palm over Erestor's
backside "It couldn't hurt"
"Findel you...you are...argh! Daro now we are suppose to be on our way
to the Hall of Fire"
Glorfindel became serious and nodded "Who will be there?"
Erestor fastened the top clasp to his robe and sighed "Well, it is a
meeting for and about Elrond. So Thranduil will be there...Elladan,
Elrohir, Cirdan, Thorvel, Thoron, Aglar, You...and myself"
"Alright Rabbit, let us go then...wait, what about Glorion"
Erestor smiled as he picked their son up "We are dropping him of at
Orophin and Lindir's...they are going to watch him"
~*~*~
Elrond sat quietly as everyone assembled, then slowly stood "You all
know why you are here...I am losing my mind"
Elladan shook his head "Adar, you are not losing your mind"
Thranduil pulled Elrond close and nodded "Agreed, you are just overly
stressed. Perhaps...perhaps Vel and Ron can help"
The twins shook their heads ""We can not. Daeradar is to powerful for
us to enter his mind, it actually causes us pain to do so""
As the discussion drew on, Aglar finally sighed "Elrond"
"Aye Aglar?"
"Take off your ring"
Elrond frowned as he looked down at his hand "What? Why"
Aglar slowly leaned forward "Take...off...Vilya"
"N...nay. Nay why would I remove..."
"Elrond how long have you been wearing Vilya?"
"Uhrm...close to 3000 years, give or take"
Aglar arched his brow "And who was that ring made for"
"Gil-Galad"
Aglar tilted his head "Vilya was not Just made for Gil-Galad, she was
specifically made for what race?"
Elrond frowned "The elven race of course"
The red warrior nodded "Was Gil-Galad full or half elven?"
"He was full elven"
Aglar sat back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest "So
tell me Elrond, how would a mortal man react if he were to wear Vilya?"
Elrond blinked as he again, slowly looked down at his hand "I...I
would think that...that madness would...oh...oh nay, nay I need Vilya!
She keeps Imladris safe and..."
"Elrond, has not orc and warg activity risen within the last 50 some
odd years? When Gwee was younger, he was not far from the border when
he had to slay that warg...and you just lost a border guard to an orc
arrow did you not?"
"Aye"
Aglar gave a gentle smile "I am not suggesting that you should get rid
of Vilya, I am suggesting that you share the responsibility of her.
You are half-elven, your elven side has been shielding her effects to
your mortal side...you should not wear her all the time"
Elrond glanced over to his sons and Aglar quickly spoke up "Nay
Elrond, your ionath are half-elven...as are Vel and Ron...you need to
choose those who are full elven"
Cirdan sighed when Elrond's gaze immediately fell to him "Aye, hand
her over. I wielded Narya, I am the most logical choice for now, but
perhaps there are others that might share this burden...Thranduil,
Glorfindel, Erestor...at least the four of Us will not act like we are
one tree short of a forest"
Glorfindel's eyes widened "Wait...now wait just a moment, I have no
experience with..."
Thranduil waved his hand "Oh hush now Findel, I think we can all
handle wearing her from time to time"
Erestor cleared his throat as he looked at Aglar "I am still nursing
Glorion, my turn will have to wait"
Elrond took a deep breath as he slowly pulled the sapphire ring off
his finger, then handed it to Cirdan "Careful you old sea rat, she is
not the ring of fire"
Cirdan nodded as he gently took her, then slipped Vilya onto his
finger "Mmm...aye, she does feel different then Narya"
Everyone turned and looked out the window when they suddenly heard
rain begin to fall
The elder elf shrugged as he smiled "Sorry, but I Am wearing her
reluctantly. Worry not, I will not have it raining for to long"
TBC..................................
Translations:
Daro -------------------- Stop
Saes -------------------- Please
Ionath ------------------ Sons