The Fire Dance

Authors Notes: Elven to human age chart provided below. Thanks Agie :)

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Lauand - Thank you very much, its nice to hear from you...:)

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TopazKat - *Smirks* Well I cant answer any of your comments couse your
about to find out...:)

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Lord elo - There will be more of Thran and Elrond. I challenged myself
to do a group of pairings, more then I think I have done in any of my
other storys...hopefuly I do an ok job of giving them all chapter
time...:)

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Githoniel - Thank you my friend, makes me feel good to know that your
having to ponder on my little mystery pairing. Oh, and your about to
be fed...:)

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Authors note 2: Just a heads up, there is a mention of rape in this
chapter.



The Fire Dance





Ch22





The two eldars stood silently in the hall until Thranduil scratched
behind his ear and arched his brow "They are going to be a while
Findel".

Glorfindel slowly turned to him and sighed "Well then, what say you and
I go get dressed properly, and then we can go to the kitchens and you
can explain to my confused arse what this is all about".

~*~*~

Elrond stopped in Erestors receiving chamber and looked over
"Cirdan...before you put on Thrans underlay, I noticed bite and claw
marks on your chest, and you have a fading hand print on your cheek"

"Elrond perhaps we should..."

The half elven lord held up his hand "All I want to know is, were they
received in passion?"

Cirdan slowly nodded "Aye Elrond they were...we can sit down and
discuss
this later, right now we should..."

Elrond arched his brow "Right now I need my worries released, I can not
be of any help in there if my focus is on my ion. I know he finds
pleasure in...unconventual ways. You are a dear old friend Cirdan, and
you are now with my youngest"

Cirdan slowly stepped before him, took Elronds right hand, then placed
it on his forehead "Then know me old friend...know my love for Elrohir.
I offer you my inner self...look and know me fully".

Elrond closed his eyes and focused, then took a deep breath.

After a moment, eyes still closed, Elrond tilted his head and whispered
"So sad...you are so very sad and lonely. Searching...for so long you
have been...searching. You were going to sail if Elrohir did not
like...but I sense a budding hope in you...fresh, revived
hope...love...I sense love and...Dhahhh!!"

Elrond yanked his hand away and shook his head to clear the sudden
vision "Well I did Not need to see That!"

Cirdan smirked as he rubbed his forehead "Sorry, I am finally happy
after
so long...can you blame me for wishing to revisit a moment of bliss?"

Elrond narrowed his eyes "Of course not, though you could have waited
until I as finished peeking...I know Elrohir enjoys pain, but I did
Not need to see you inflicting it...and flogging him while he pleasured
you?...does he need a healer?".

Cirdan shook his head "Nay Elrond, the whole purpose is for me to care
for him...I tend to the healing of our passions...as he would if he
inflicted them upon me".

Elrond took a deep breath "I will do my best to try and understand
this, but rest assured, I still approve of him being with you. At least
he is with someone honorable and knows what they are doing...now
tul...let us enter and help Erestor, unless we are to late and she has
already hugged the life out of him".

Cirdan chuckled as they entered and the two lords immediately noticed
them
on the bed. Elrond slowed his approach and allowed Cirdan to lead.

The ancient lord slowly advanced and smiled "Miradel, it has been long"

Erestors sister blinked with shock, then smiled form ear to ear as she
leapt from the bed "Lord Cirdan! Oh my gracious lord!"

Cirdan opened his arms, then held her tight. After a few moments, when
he
felt her relax some, he softly commented "Now, what is this I hear
about you almost stabbing Erestors bonded?"

Miradel backed a step and shook her head "Oh nay...nay my lord you do
not understand...there was this warrior...a very Big warrior laying
naked atop Erestor! He...he had Erestor naked and pinned down and...oh
my
lord you should have seen him! He was a massive elf!"

Cirdan gently caressed her cheek "Aye...and blond?"

Miradel nodded and Cirdan sighed "That would be lord Glorfindel. Your
brothers bonded...and aye, he is a warrior. He is the captain of
Imladris's forces".

Miradel shook her head confused and Cirdan nodded "Aye penneth"

"But my lord...he is a...a..."

"Warrior...and an honorable one like me. He is Glorfindel of Gondolin,
reborn by the grace of the Valar and bound to your brother by their
will".

Miradel looked at the floor and whispered through her silent tears
"And...and you my lord, you trust this...this large warrior?"

Cirdan stood tall and nodded "I have known him since he was an elfling.
The first time I met him he was weeping on his knees as he held three
baby bunnies who had been orphaned by the hunting death of their
naneth.
He cared for them alone, finally releasing them when they were able.
Glorfindel has been my very close and dear friend for longer then I
deserve. The Valar returned him due to his sense of honor and duty. My
sweet Miradel, you may trust this elf with your life and the life of
your brother".

Elrond handed Erestor a cup and the advisor slowly approached "Mira,
have
some tea"

The elleth arched her brow and snorted "Oh I think not...nice try lord
Elrond, Erestor, but I will Not be drugged and dragged back to my
prison...I...I want to meet this warrior".

Erestor challenged her arched brow with his own and crossed his arms as
he huffed "You already have, and tried to stab him!"

Miradel wrung her hands, then sighed "Saes baby brother, may...may I
meet your...your...he Is gentle with you is he not? Has he been rough
or...or..."

Erestor clamped his hand over her mouth "He has not had me yet. He is
waiting until I am ready. We have kissed, and touched...and he
pleasured me...but he has shown incredible withstraint, he has not
even tried to force my decision. I...I got drunk and he did not even
take advantage, he actually submitted to Me having at Him".

Miradel blinked, then slowly pulled Erestors hand from her mouth "You
mean to tell me that that massive warrior laid submissive for you?"

Erestor nodded, then lightly chuckled "Aye, and he was more then fine
with it".

Elrond stepped closer and held out a different cup "I will allow you to
meet Glorfindel, but not today. You need time to think on this before I
let you near him. I want you to return to your chamber without a fuss
and harming anyone. I will visit you daily and tell you all about
Glorfindel. Drink this tea, it is not the drugging one, this one will
only calm your nerves, you will still be in control. Once we have
talked, and I deem you ready, then and only then, will I let you close
to Glorfindel...agreed?"

Miradel looked at her brother, then stroked his cheek "And you...trust
this warrior that the Valar placed you with?"

Erestor shrugged "Well of course I have moments of fear Mira, but
through
the bond, I can feel that he means me no true harm, just this morning
he...he laid atop me and rubbed our bodies together...when I questioned
him with his name, he immediately reassured me that he would not harm
me...then You came in and tried to stab him. Did you not notice that he
hesitated in fleeing? He knew you not and was concerned for my safety,
only by my telling him twice did he leave, and he did this very slowly".

Miradel took a deep breath, then downed the tea and sighed "Alright, I
will return to my chamber, but I want to meet him soon".

~*~*~

At that same time in the kitchens.......

Crabanwen smiled as she approached the table "Well well, if it is not
my
favorite sassy king and naughty lord, what can I get you two?"

"Lemon water"

"Ale"

The elleth chuckled as she shook her head "Really my lord, what would
you like this morning".

Glorfindel closed his eyes and rubbed his temples "Ale...in a very
large mug".

Crabanwen looked at Thranduil and the Mirkwood king nodded "Go ahead my
dear, Miradel almost stabbed him with a letter opener"

The young elleth gasped "Oh my lord, do not take it personaly...she is
out of her mind with fear"

The two lords sat in silence until she returned. Knowing that
Glorfindel enjoyed it, along with the ale, she placed a plate before
him with his favorite morning food "Here you go my lord, the cinnamon
claw is fresh and hot".

Once she left, Glorfindel sighed "Alright Thran, what is wrong with
Erestors sister".

The Mirkwood king leaned forward "I only know what Erestor and Cirdan
have mentioned. After she attacked me in the hall, Erestor told me
this...he was an elfling of only 15yrs...old enough to travel, but
should of course be kept an eye on...Miradel was 5 years shy her
majority. The group they were traveling with was heading from
Lothlorien to the Gray Havens to take up living there when they were
attacked. Not by orcs or any such obvious evil...they were elves.
Erestor said that while he was tied up by the neck to a tree like a
huan, his sister was in a tent...screaming. He said that the entire
group that held them entered that tent at one point or another and
Miradel...well, he said that she cried and screamed from within that
tent the entire week and a half that they were held".

Glorfindel sat back and shook his head in disbelief "You...you say that
they were elves? Elves do not...we do not do such things!"

Thranduil sighed heavily "Well this group did. It is thought that they
were descendants of kinslayers"

Glorfindel took a deep breath and leaned close "What of Erestor...you
say that he was an elfling, if they were evil enough to violate his
sister when she was but 45 years old...and why would they attack them
to begin with if they were just a group of re-settlers..."

The Mirkwood king held up his hand "The group they traveled with was
Telerien, if these elves were descendants of kinslayers, it would make
sense why their group was singled out...when they were deemed missing
after not showing on time at the Havens, Cirdan went in search of them"

Thranduil took a drink of his lemon water, then sighed "Now this is
what I was told by Cirdan...when he found the camp, Erestor was sitting
on the lap of one of the warriors and he was...he was licking and
nibbling on Erestors ear...but worry not, when Cirdan had him examined,
they discovered that he had Not been touched like his sister had. As a
result of their tragedy, Miradel trusts only Cirdan, his guards who
saved them...and later on, Elrond. Though All other warriors beware.
Cirdan brought them here so that Elrond could care for her...she
refuses to sail because she will not leave Erestor".

Glorfindel sighed as he sat back "Erestor told me he was a virgin...I
wondered how that could be, for he is very fair and old enough to have
had at least one or two lovers by now. So...so Erestor is Telrian?"

Thranduil shrugged "It is only known that they traveled with a group
who was...Erestor has never admitted that he was, then again, when does
Erestor ever volunteer personal information".

~*~*~

A few weeks had passed and Thranduil walked slowly through halls while
Elrond tended to some paperwork. Turning a corner to one of the private
inner gardens, the elven king stopped and tilted his head when he heard
his sons voice......

"Aiya...how I love...love you..."

"And I you my precious little prince"

Thranduil furrowed his brow when he heard his son sigh in passion and
slowly approached to see who he was with. When he turned the corner,
his eyes widened when he saw an elf kneeling before his youngest
"Legolas!"

The young prince quickly stood and began to lace his leggings
"A...adar!"

After taking a deep breath, the elven lord stood and turned with his
head lowered and whispered "King Thranduil"

Thranduils jaw dropped "You!"

Legolas bit his lip nervously "Adar saes, I lov..."

"Quiet!"

After a long moment of extremely awkward silence, Thranduil growled
"Legolas, go to your chamber, I will speak with you later, right now I
want to talk with...him"

The elven lord licked his lips and glanced at his love "Go Legolas"

"But..."

"Nay Legolas go"

Reluctantly, Legolas walked up to his father and lowered his head
"Ada..."

Thranduil closed his eyes "I said go to your chamber"

Once they were alone, Thranduil narrowed his eyes "You were being quite
familiar with my ion...this has been happening for a time?"

"Aye"

Thranduil swiftly grabbed him by the hair and began to drag him down
the hall "Well not anymore!"

After arriving at a locked door, Thranduil turned to the guard and
growled "Take your leave...now!"

The young warrior quickly fled in the direction of lord Elronds study
and Thranduil grabbed the key that hung on the wall. Once the door was
unlocked, Thranduil drew close and snarled "Tell me Gildor Inglorion,
have you ever met the young elleth Miradel?" then shoved the elven lord
through the door, closed and locked it.

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



Translations:

Huan ------------------------ Dog (Hound)

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

Tul --------------------------- Come

Penneth ---------------------- Young one

Naneth ----------------------- Mother

Thank you Agie.......

Using .36 as my factor,  Eldar to Human years are as follows:
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 5 Elf =1.8 human years
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 10 Elf =  3.6 human years
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 15- 5.4
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 20- 7.2
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 25- 9.0
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 30- 10.8
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 35- 12.6
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 40- 14.4
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 45- 16.2
 class="moz-txt-citetags">> > 50- 18