Balrogs, Butterflies & Bondings

Authors Note:

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Tenar McAaron - *Blushes*...That is really sweet of you to say...Thank
you very much...:)

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Gingitsune - Yes...forceful Erestor...mmmm...purrrr...:)

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Lisn - I understand what your saying, I have read story's where I have
waited and had a big grin on my face when there was an update...tho I
Never thought one of my story's would do that for someone...thank you
very much...:)

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HHS - In an earlier chapter, Erestor mentions that he was just an
elfling when his family died and he could not remember their names or
much about them, then he was adopted. And the thranduil thing...you
will learn that in this chap...:)

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Nikkiling - Need a Mirkwood spider killer ay? What would you
like...blond, brunet, redhead...I can just picture a hot Erestor in his
formal robes leaping through the air and landing square on
your...bed!...:)

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B, B & B





Ch21



The dark advisor slowly sat down and took Glorfindels hand. Legolas
gave his father a reassuring nod, then sat back and settled himself
onto Elronds gentle embrace.

Thranduil took a moment to collect his thoughts, then sat back "I am
very displeased with my guard for saying what he did...I had wished to
bring up this subject when my other worriers arrived with that houses
belongings as proof...however...it seems that that will not be the way
of it. So, I will begin with our arrival at the borders of Imladris".

The prince shifted and sat straight "Ooo, when we entered and decided
to
take rest? Nai adar start there".

Thranduil looked over and noticed how Elrond was tenderly rubbing his
sons back and smiled "Calm down ion. Now, as I was saying, when we
arrived in Imladris, which by the by Elrond, I had not known that it
was
such a long distance from your border to Rivendel...I had thought it
would take several hours, not two days...I promptly chastised my map
reader and placed a more seasoned one in charge...".

The king shook his head and waved his hand "But I am off topic, let me
return...we took rest for midday meal and not long after we settled,
the trees welcomed us and began to tell us tales of the elves that
lived here. They said that this was a peaceful place and the lord of
this land often walked amongst them in quiet reflection. They spoke of
many, but what caught my deep interest, were the story's about this
dark
elf who feared the butterflies that reside here, and that he did not
acknowledge his house. though they did mention that he seemed to not
know
about his heritage"

The king tilted his head and looked Erestor in the eye "Upon learning
this, I sent several of my worriers back to Mirkwood. They should be
here in a day or two with items that belonged to Lord Erelas and his
family...protrates, their family crest, and personal items".

Erestor furrowed his brow when the king mentioned the lords name and
Glorfindel gave his hand a light squeeze for comfort.

Thranduil took a long drink of his lemon water and sighed "Then the
butterflies came, about twelve or so. They told us that you feared them
and they knew not why. They also mentioned that they very much enjoyed
playing with the Twins when you refused to play with them...".

The king again, shook his head "Aye, but again I get off track. I then
witnessed first hand what they were speaking of when you became
frightened during Elronds and my argument in his study. I believe that
you are Erestor Erelasion, youngest ion of Lord Erelas and lady
Mithbrethil. The elfling was never found and the struggle of only three
was evident. And orcs do not usually take elflings, they are to small
for a proper...err...meal."

Legolas shuddered and whispered "Eww...saes adar, daro". Elrond pulled
him
close and gave him a gentle kiss for comfort and waved for Thranduil to
continue, but before he did, he glanced at Erestor and noted the pained
look on his face "Erestor?"

The dark advisor slowly looked up and furrowed his brow "My gw...gwadar
threw me into the tree and after the orcs left I...I came down and
stayed by their bodies. The butterflies would not...they would not
leave
them alone, they kept landing on them and...and when I tried to shoo
them away...they then sw...swarmed around me and I got frightened and
ran. I did not get far before I encountered a group of adults. I told
them my family was...well, I believe I told them that my family would
not move and I could not get the arrows out of them. The group was
heading for the Gray Havens. They did not ask me to come...they just
grabbed me, handed me to an elleth that was on a horse and...and just
took me to Lothlorien. I was adopted and...and the rest is...king
Thranduil, do you truly believe that I am that lost elfling?"

Legolas looked at his father, then leaned forward and smiled "In case
you have not noticed, most silven elves are fair haired. though it is
written that the youngest elfling had hair of the darkest pitch. Have
you ever tried speaking with the butterflies? I have read in many
scrolls that the eldest ion Eresorn, actually summoned butterflies to
swarm around him during battle to confuse his foe".

Erestors eyes widened and he slowly leaned forward "Wh...what did you
call...my...my gwadars name was Eresorn".

Glorfindel pulled his now trembling love close "I thought you said you
could not remember your family's names".

Erestor took a deep breath and shook his head confused "As soon as the
prince said it, I knew it to be my gwadars name, and when Thranduil
said the lord and lady's names I...I got a chill in my spine".

Thranduil cleared his throat and sighed "Erestor, when the butterflies
come close, have you ever just tried to wave your hand for them to
disperse or motion for them to land and be still?"

The advisor shook his head "Nay I...I am to busy attempting to flee".

The twins exchanged a look and Elladan leaned forward "Erestor, we are
both here, as well as Legolas, and you have Glorfindel in the
room...would you like to perhaps try and wave some butterflies away?
The three of us could catch them and Glorfindel could hold you".

Erestors eyes widened fearfully "You...you mean let them...let them in?
But their are so many...can you not feel them? They are right on the
other side of the frames per...perched against the walls".

Thranduil arched his brow and smirked "Do you even hear yourself
Advisor Erestor, you ask if we can feel them...nay, we can not. We can
sense that something pure is near, but only those from the house of The
Astaldo Wilwarin would be able to tell that the life-force outside is
definitely that
of butterflies. To me, the pureness I sense outside could just as
easily be that of a bird".

Elrohir suddenly burst into laughter and elbowed his elder half "I just
thought of something! Erestor is of the house of the Valiant
Butterfly...and Glorfindel is of the house of the Golden Flower!
Glorfindel is quite valiant, and Erestor at times seems as fragile as a
flower...Buterflies and Flowers, a pairing that has been around
forever!"

Erestor narrowed his eyes as Glorfindel chuckled and Elladan swiftly
pulled his twin close and
clamped his hand over his mouth "Hush Roh. Well Erestor? What say you,
would you like to try and control some butterflies?"

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



Translations:

Erelas ------------------- Lone leaf (OC)

Mithbrethil --------------- Gray Birch (OC)

Eresorn ------------------ Lone Tree (OC)

Nai ----------------------- Yes

Ion ------------------------ Son

Daro ---------------------- Stop

Gwadar ------------------- Brother

Saes ----------------------- Please