The Fire Dance

Authors Note:
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Denise - Thank you very much! Im really glad your still enjoying it!...:)
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Eol the Dark Elf - Well Im glad you at least like the plot. I do actualy have a beta now, she began to help me around Ch97 tho and is almost finished betaing the rest of my stuff. As soon I am finished with this story, I was going to begin replacing the unbetad chaps in everything. Ooo and I tell ya, with my dyslexia, I KNOW she has worked hard!...:)
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Logan - Thank you very much for sticking with me thru this monster! Im glad your still enjoying it and that its makeing you smile!...:)
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TopazKat - Hehehe...thank you my friend! Yeah, Elrond soaked in a heavy tunic-dress! Oy!...:)
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The Fire Dance

Ch 201

Elrond slowly, yet aggressively, shook his arms to dispel the water
from his soaked sleeves...flicking the water away from himself "Argh!"


Thorvel and Thoron tried very hard, but lost their battle with the
giggles and began to laugh openly ""Ohhh Daeradar t'is just water!""


Ecthelion stood completely still, blushing crimson, swallowing the
panic that was rising in his throat as he whispered "I am so very
sorry my lord, forgive me...saes"


Noticing the absolute look of terror on the returned warriors face,
Elrond sighed "Relax Ecthelion, t'is only water...I was just...taken by
surprise"


The twins immediately stopped their laughter as Ecthelion lowered his
head "Where would you like for me to stand my lord"


Elrond arched his brow "Stand?"


"Aye my lord. For my punishment"


The twins exchanged a look ""Why would you be punished Ecthelion?""


Elrond suddenly remembered some of the tales that Glorfindel told of
his days in Gondolin...then shook his head "Nay Ecthelion, worry not.
I am Not Turgon...you will not be publicly chastised for this. It was
an accident...was it not?"


"Aye my lord"


"Then relax and enjoy the rest of your day"


"Hannon le my lord"


Elrond nodded, then turned and walked away, leaving the returned
warrior with his grandsons


Ecthelion slowly stepped out of the fountain, sat down on its uneven
edge, then released a deep breath


Thorvel and Thoron sat on either side of him and scooted close...


"Daeradar was not upset"
"Aye, had he been, we would not have laughed"
"If he Had been upset, you would have found yourself on border patrol"
"Aye, or guarding some area that you would not care for"


Ecthelion lightly chuckled "Ah, I see."


After a few moments of silence, the twins both reached up and stroked
Ecthelion's cheeks ""Do you accept our courting of you? Ecthelion of
The Fountain?""


The returned warrior blinked, then blushed "You wish to truly court
me? Both of you?"


Thoron nodded "Aye, we are a packaged deal, you can not have one of us
without the other. We are already bound...and...and we wish to be with
you"


"But you two hardly even know me...I mean...you know of my deeds, but
you do not know Me"


The twins exchanged a knowing look, then Ron smiled "We have the gift
of sight Ecthelion. We are able to see the past, events in the here
and now, and some of the future. We know you are a shy warrior, but we
also know that when you are engaged in battle, that shyness leaves you
and you fight with honor. And we know why you did not flee the path of
Gothmog's falling body when you slew him"


Ecthelion swallowed hard "Oh?"


Thorvel nodded as he drew closer "Aye. You had earlier in the battle,
taken an arrow to your lower back. You broke off what was protruding,
but you were bleeding heavily"


Thoron then also moved closer "You must have been in great pain...yet
you still fought, ultimately killing two Balrogs...alone, and while
injured. You were to weak from lack of blood to move out of Gothmog's way"


Ecthelion slowly looked around, and when satisfied that there was no
one close to hear him, he whispered "So then you saw the arrow I removed"


The twins sighed as they nodded ""Aye, we saw""


Ecthelion then drew them in further, his whisper strained "Then I must
ask you both to keep that knowledge to yourselves"


Vel frowned as he shook his head "But Ecthelion, there is no shame in
being injured, you killed two Balrogs"


The returned warrior sighed "Nay, not that I was injured. I do not
mind that being known...I mean the origin of the arrow"


Vel blinked confused and Ron rolled his eyes "Brother, the arrow was
elven"


Ecthelion nodded "Saes, do not let anyone know that it was a misfire
from the House of the Heavenly Arch...Egalmoth was a kind Lord. I
would not want his house to be labeled the cause of my fall. Many
fighting were young, and frightened...mistakes do happen"


Vel and Ron smiled, completely smitten all over again by their new
loves self sacrificing personality...


*What do you think Ron*
*Aye Vel, let us do it and see what he does*


Ecthelion's eyes widened as both the twins leaned in, each taking a
side of his mouth, kissing him affectionately. Slowly, he began to
relax, enjoying the duel lips on his so much...that he wrapped one arm
around each, pulling them closer


~*~*~


Thoniel narrowed his eyes when the door to his chamber creaked open
"Get Out!"


"Now Thoniel, my dear one..."


"Don't you "dear one" me! You bone breaking arse splitting ink
obsessed warg licker!"


Taurcalad winced as he moved closer "Calm down my love, saes let me..."


*CRASH*


"Now Thoniel cease throwing things at..."


*CRASH*


"Thoniel!"


The young healer, his ribs and knee healed, but collarbone still
mending, hissed as he tried to reach for the water pitcher "Get away
from me!"


Taurcalad dodged or caught and set down the objects thrown at him as
he neared the bed


Thoniel trembled slightly, then hissed "Mica-Anna!"


*thhhpt, thhhpt, thhhpt, thhhpt*


Taurcalad paused mid step, then winced and sucked in a deep
breath...releasing it with a growl "Ahhhrragh!
Huhh...*pant*...huuahh...", then put his arm up to cover his face when
the porcupine rustled again...


*thhhpt, thhhpt, thhhpt, thhhpt, thhhpt, thhhpt*


"Blessed Valar Mica! Daro!"


Seeing his little friend begin to reposition himself again, Taurcalad
quickly put down the cup he was carrying, grabbed a blanket, tossed it
over him, then scooped Mica-Anna up and put him in the hall


Thoniel swallowed hard as Taurcalad one by one, riped the quills from
his flesh "I...I could help you with that Taur you...you should not
rip them out like that...they have barbs"


Taurcalad narrowed his eyes "You have "helped" enough my naughty mate!"


Realizing that he over reacted due to his fear of the inking
continuing, Thoniel slowly reached out "I am sorry, tul, lay with me?"


Taurcalad grunted as he pulled the last quill out from his inner thigh
"Ow", then walked over and sighed "Thoniel, why did you have Mica
attack me"


"I thought you had come to finish the inking"


"I Will finish the inking my love, not right this moment, but I must
ink you...you do still wish to be my mate correct?"


"Aye! But can we not be mated Without my being inked?"


"Nay. You are with Me, and I am Avarin...it is our way and I need for
you to respect this part of my heritage"


Thoniel sighed as he shook his head, then glanced at the cup "What is
that?"


Feigning disinterest, Taurcalad absently waved at the cup "Oh, lord
Elrond wanted you to drink that. He said you must finish it quickly or
some such thing"


Picking up the cup, the young healer sighed "If he said to finish it
quickly, it must be bitter...t'is more then likely a healing draft"


Taurcalad shrugged "I am not a healer, I just know he told me to make
you drink it"


"Make me drink it? Argh, it is more than likely bitter"


Without further comment, Thoniel downed the draft in one tilt of the
cup, then shook his head "Blech!", then tilted his head as he smacked
his lips to decipher what the ingredients may have been


*LickSmack-Blink* "This was not a...healing draft it...it was a..."
*LickSmack* "This was a sleeping draft!"


Taurcalad feigned surprise "He must think you need more rest"


*Yawn* "But I am sleeping just...*yawn*...fine"


In a matter of moments, the young healer was out and Taurcalad smiled
as he gently moved some of his mates hair away from his face. Reaching
under the bed, the warrior grabbed the inking kit with a smile


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


Translations:

Daro ---------------------- Stop
Saes ---------------------- Please
Tul ------------------------ Come
Daeradar ----------------- Grandfather