The Fire Dance

Authors Note: Thank you Daeomae for helping me out with a Q I had on
this chap *Hugs*~DarkDreamer

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Lavinia - Wat this fast enough for ya there? Didnt have to wait to long this time ay? And no, you do Not get to keep the Marchwarden, he only on loan for your well deserved spanking! I should be able to update soon, but I have a few days of 13 hour shifts comeing up...Argh! Tho you should not have to wait to long...:)
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The Fire Dance

Ch183

Glorfindel narrowed his eyes when he entered the guest room
unannounced "Lord Tulkas, give me my ion"


"Ada!"


"Ahh! Glorfindel how are..."


Hands outstretched, the golden warrior took a step forward "My ion if
you please"


Tulkas frowned as he gently handed him over "What is amiss, you seem
upset with me"


"I realise you like caring for Glorion and wish to help my lord, but
when you came to get him this morn, you failed to let Erestor know you
were taking him...he is completely beside himself"


Tulkas closed his eyes, mentally locating the dark Adviser "Hand him
back Golden Flower, I will take Glorion to the library and apologise
personally to the feisty one, I am the one who made the error here"


Glorfindel nodded as he gave his son a kiss, then handed him back.


As Glorion was passed back, he reached out and smacked Tulkas on the
nose "Tookaaaa!"


"I know penneth, I did a bad thing"


Glorfindel shook his head, lowering it as he took a nervous breath
"Are you..."


"Aye Glorfindel, speak your mind"


"Are you going to take him away from us my lord. You...you spend a
considerable amount of time with him...even lord Mandos did not spend
this much time with Gwee"


Tulkas quickly propped Glorion on his left hip, then reached out with
his right and grabbed Glorfindel's arm "I would never steal him away
Golden Flower, he is Your ion, and will remain so till the end of all
life"


"But my lord you...what, what are your..."


"Intentions?"


"Aye my lord"


Tulkas took a deep breath as he smiled at the elfling on his hip "I am
able to see his future potential, what his personality will be like,
what he will look like...and it...it pleases me"


Glorfindel swallowed hard as he looked up, his eyes widening "Pleases
you?"


"Aye Golden Flower, when he comes of age, if he would have me, I would
take him as a lover"


Glorfindel swayed a little, his shock clear on his features "Are you
trying to kill me my lord?"


Tulkas laughed loudly as he shook his head "Nay, I am not...my concern
is actually Feisty One killing Me!"


The golden warrior blinked, then nodded "You have a valid concern
there my lord"


Tulkas smiled as he repositioned Glorion on his hip "Worry not, I
would never harm Glorion, or sway his mind to benefit my desires" the
blond Valar then sighed and looked at Glorion "Well little Baba, shall
we go and see your feisty Adar then?"


Once they had left the room, Glorfindel slowly sat down on Tulkas's
bed and groaned "Why...why Manwe...am I cursed? What did I do to..."


*You are not cursed Glorfindel of the Golden Flower*


Glorfindel jumped up from the bed "Ahh!", then blinked in shock,
swiftly falling to his knees "Lord Ma...Manwe?"


*Aye, and you may relax penneth*


"Uhrm...relaxing in your presence will be Quite difficult my lord"


Manwe softly chuckled, then sighed *Get up penneth*


Glorfindel did as told, but kept his eyes lowered "I did not mean to
uh...call for you my lord, I was only speaking aloud"


*I know that...you are concerned about your elfling, I am here to ease
your fear. Tulkas will not harm him*


Glorfindel took a deep breath, then nodded "Hannon le for that...I do
however fear what Erestor will do, my dear Rabbit can be a bit...I
would not want him harmed if he...say...attacked Lord Tulkas. Erestor
is fiercely protective of Glorion...are you going to visit and
reassure him as well?"


Manwe arched his brow as he chuckled *I am Valar, which means that I
most certainly am Not lame in the mind...I would not approach your
dark mate about this unless Eru himself bid me to do so. You on the
other hand, could speak with him about this and relay my reassurances"


Glorfindel slumped some "Oh sure, send Me into the warg den"


~*~*~


A short time later, Thranduil spied Glorfindel in the hall "Findel!"


"Good day Thranduil, How is Elrond?"


The Mirkwood king smirked "He is as pretty as ever"


Glorfindel snorted as he shook his head "I hear he went to the tailors
and is having a few more dresses made?"


"Ah, well, in a way, aye. He is having them make a blending mixture of
robe/dresses...I think they will be quite nice"


The golden warrior tilted his head "Something is wrong, I can see it
in your eyes Thran, what is it"


Thranduil took a deep breath and told him what he had gotten himself
into "Taurcalad is twice the size of Taurath, and three times that of
Thoniel...I am strong Glorfindel, but you are actually bigger then
Taurcalad. I need your strength, I want to go and check on them...they
are fiddling around and you know how that can get out of hand"


Glorfindel narrowed his eye "I knew that the Avari became impassioned
during their lovemaking, but I did not know that they needed physical
watchers to deter injury!"


Thranduil winced "You are thinking of Gwee right now"


"Of course I am! He is with Taurath! If this is normal for the Avari,
Taurath will have to gain permission from an elder as well and...I...I
do not want to think about this right now, I have Not had a pleasant
morning"


Thranduil nodded "I understand my friend, I will go and find another
to help me"


"Nay, nay I will help you, just let me breathe for a moment"


Glorfindel sat down on the nearest bench, then placed his face in his
hands and groaned "And Manwe says I am not cursed"


"What?"


"Nothing Thran, let us go and check on Taurcalad and Thoniel"


TBC..............................

Translations:

Ada/Adar ---------------------- Dad/Father
Hannon le --------------------- Thank you
Penneth ----------------------- Young one