The Fire Dance

The Fire Dance


Ch187


Taurath sat silently as Ormeril ate the cheesecake with her bare fingers


Glorfindel slowly reached out and patted her back with intermittent
caressing circles "That's it penneth, eat up, I know how you
feel...I...I even cried while I ate"


The young warrior blinked at the great slayers admission, his reaction
was not lost on Glorfindel "Aye Taur, I was Very emotional when I
carried Gwee...I cried often. The changes to my body were...disturbing
to me. I am a warrior, a captain...and I had No control as to what was
happening to me...to my body"


Ormeril sniffled "I feel so...weak. And this pausing in my
speech...it's frightening! I have Never done this!"


Glorfindel smiled "Your speech is more then likely a result of your
carrying life within you, as your Ada became a slur of inappropriate
blabbering. Though if it makes you feel better, I would be more than
happy to speak with Mandos about restoring you to the way you were
after you deliver...that is, if you do not naturally. And as far as
your feeling weak...believe Me, you are not...to bare life takes Great
strength"


Ormeril smiled as she nodded "Hannon le...", then lowered her gaze and
looked up at him through her hair with a cheeky smirk "...uncle Findel"


The seneschal laughed loudly, then waved her off "Go back to your
mate...and make him rub your feet, that will also help...and do not
forget your cheesecake"


Once she left the kitchen, Glorfindel slowly turned his attention back
to Taurath "Taur, I love Gwee with Every fiber of my being...and after
watching what your brother is doing...I feel an urgent need to express
my concern"


Taurath nodded "I do remember our talk while you stitched my leg that
night. I did confess to you about how we Avari get rather, passionate.
though looking back, I do realise now that I was...remiss on explaining
exactly how...passionate we can get"


"Uh-huh"


"Glorfindel, I...I have been courting Gwee for the past four months
now and..."


"What?!"


Taurath quickly held up his hands and leaned back as Glorfindel
growled and leaned forward "Wait! Wait now let...let me speak"


The golden warrior griped the edges of the table and grit his teeth
"Speak then...but quickly"


"I am not courting him in the traditional Avarin ways. I...I decided
to court him in the...the ancient Gondolin style"


Glorfindel blinked, then slowly sat back "So...so you have given him a
letter of intent?"


"Aye"


"What else have you done, how far are you in the courting"


Taurath released a relieved breath when Glorfindel's body became more
relaxed "I...I have given him the letter, his preferred flower, we
have gone on a picnic, and I have given him a rare gem"


Glorfindel tilted his head "That leaves you three more gifts before
you have a "declaring ceremony", when were you going to do this?"


Taurath took a deep breath "At his 50th begetting day celebration"


The warrior slowly arched his brow "Really"


"Aye"


"And uh...how were you going to "declare" your love"


"I was going to uh...I was going to..."


Glorfindel leaned forward over the table and smirked "You were going
to have a Fire Dance & Bonding Circle...weren't you...well?"


Taurath swallowed hard "Aye"


Glorfindel sat back, his expression that of amusement "There is a
little detail that the book you two got all this information out of
left out"


The young warrior blinked with concern "Wh...what would that be"


"That the stones for the Bonding Circle must be collected by the Adar
of the one who is to be placed within. Due to my Adar having been
dead, Mandos actually provided me with the stones"


Taurath slumped "I had already collected many stones"


Glorfindel chuckled at this, then sighed "Well, you could always make
a nice garden with them as a border"


The young warrior shook his head, then sat tall "Glorfindel, saes,
would you help me then? Would you collect the stones? Saes"


The golden warrior slowly crossed his arms over his chest, then gave
Taurath an evil grin "You seem to be forgetting a very important
detail here...technically, I am Not Gwee's Adar, I birthed him, that
actually puts me in the "Naneth" category...now if we were speaking
about Glorion, then I would be the Adar...but with Gwee..."


Taurath's jaw dropped as his eyes widened "Ere...Erestor would be
the...the..."


Glorfindel's grin grew "Aye...Erestor is Gwee's Adar. You must go to
Him for the stones"


~*~*~


Erestor groaned as he looked into his and Glorfindel's bedchamber "Oh
what a mess"


"BA!"


"Ahh!"


The dark adviser gripped his chest as he panted, then looked down
"Glorion! Do not do that! Why would you try and frighten me like that!"


Glorion sighed as he reached up "Ada mer-tyulta am saes...Ba!"


Erestor smiled and he reached down "You want to stand up hmm?" then
lifted his son to his feet and pulled his hands away slowly "There you
go. Now, go into the main chamber and play, I need to clean up your
Adar's mess. Behave now"


Glorion squealed as he slowly walked out of his parents bedchamber,
grabbing table edges and the like when he wobbled "Pada!"


Erestor smiled as he listened to his sons happiness about now being
able to walk a little "Bababa...pada", then continued to clean up the
broken glass, splintered wood pieces and general disarray of all the
lose objects, then stiffened and blinked with disbelief when he heard....


"Ba! Melethron!"


"Well hello there little Glorion! Look at you! HA! Walking so well
already!"


"Ba! Mer-am melethron Tulkas am saes!"


"Oh... you want me to hold you then? Alright"


Erestor slowly walked to the doorway of his and Glorfindel's
bedchamber, and watched with concern as his son nuzzled Tulkas's neck
"HA! I certainly can Not wait until you are older! Conversations with
you will be quite interesting I think!"


Glorion giggled into his neck "Ba!"


"So! Where is your Ada?"


"I...I am right here"


Tulkas spun, then smiled "Ah! Feisty One! I was wondering if you
needed me to watch Glorion. Look, I am being a good Valar, I asked
before taking him hmm?"


Erestor gripped the door frame and swallowed hard "Taking him?
Wh...where are you taking him?"


The Valar of war frowned when he noticed that Erestor was trembling
"Feisty One? What is wrong, you look frightened, this is not a look I
normally see on your fair face"


The dark adviser took a step forward "Glorion called you...he...he
said "Mer-am melethron Tulkas am saes", why is he... why would he call you
Lover Tulkas, my lord? Wh...what is going on, why...why did you not
correct him when he called you that"


Tulkas took a deep breath as he put Glorion onto the floor "Go and
play penneth, I need to talk with your Ada"


"My Lord?"


"Sit down Erestor and let us talk"


The dark adviser took a step back "You...you Never call me by name...I
am not going to like this "talk" am I my lord"


Tulkas sighed as he slowly walked over and pulled Erestor to the long
chair by his wrist "Havo-dad Feisty One"


Erestor sat tall as he watched his son play, then turned to the Valar
of war "Out with it my lord, what is going on"


Tulkas smiled at Erestor, then nodded "I care greatly for Glorion.
Being who I am, and what I am able to do, I can see how Glorion will
grow...what he will be like, what he will look like and it...it
pleases me"


As his words sunk in, Erestor's eyes began to narrow "What are you
saying my lord"


"When Glorion grows and reaches the age of consent, I would like to
take him as a lover and...Argh! Feisty One daro! Daro now cease
hitting me!"


Erestor pounded on the Valar "Why! Why would you want to...Nay! Nay he
is to young what have you done with him! Have you touched him?! Have
you done anything?!"


Tulkas leaned back and just blocked the advisers fists "Of course not!
He is an Elfling right now! I would wait till he is grown and Ow!
Feisty One that actually stung! Now calm down!"


Tears began to slide down Erestor's cheeks as he beat on him and
Tulkas blinked, a sudden realisation hitting him "Ohhh Feisty One
nay...nay I would Never touch him wrongly...what happened to you when
you were little will Never happen to Glorion!"


Glorion sat in shock, not moving and not making a sound, confused as
to why his father was trying to hurt his big friend, then sighed with
relief when he saw his other father enter and rush over


Erestor screamed when he was grabbed from behind and yanked off of
Tulkas, then panted when he heard a whispered "Shh, t'is alright my
dark Rabbit"


"Findel he...he wants to bed our elfling!"


Glorfindel tightened his grip and backed a few steps, then continued
to whisper "Nay Rabbit, he wants to Ask our elfling when he reaches
his majority if he would care to be his lover"


Erestor struggled in his mates arms, but Glorfindel's embrace was to
strong "But Findel! He..."


"Shh...t'is alright my love, my Rabbit" Glorfindel then looked to
Tulkas "My lord, the cabin...would you be so kind as to send us
there...just for the night"


Tulkas stood and nodded, if anyone could calm Erestor and make him
understand, it was the golden slayer "Of course"


Glorfindel looked down at Glorion, then back to the Valar *Would you
care for Glorion this night*


Surprised to hear him in his mind, Tulkas nodded *Of course I will
care for him* then projected his and Erestor's entire conversation so
Glorfindel knew exactly what was going on *I apologise Glorfindel, I
should have waited for You to explain this to Feisty One*


Erestor, still struggling within his mates arms, instantly stopped when
the view changed and he was looking at the interior of the cabin
"Fi...Findel?"


Glorfindel slowly repositioned his arms, then nuzzled his dark mates
neck "Shh...calm down now Rabbit"


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


Translations:

Ada mer-tyulta am saes --------------- Daddy want-stand up please
Mer-am melethron Tulkas am saes ---- Want-up lover Tulkas up please
Melethron ----------------------------- Lover (Male)
Pada ---------------------------------- Walk
Havo dad ----------------------------- Sit down
Saes ---------------------------------- Please
Ada/Adar ----------------------------- Dad/Father
Nana/Naneth ------------------------- Mom/Mother
Ion ----------------------------------- Son
Penneth ------------------------------ Young one
Hannon le ---------------------------- Thank you