Erestor's Torment
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Category:
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
21
Views:
6,964
Reviews:
21
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Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Rising Darkness
Thanks as always to Alex for beating this for me.
Morcorban walked out to meet the approaching party of elves; his black robes flowing around him as he descended the steps. This was going to be a long long day. The other group had finally caught up with the first three and all were just entering the gate as he made it to the bottom, waiting patiently as they rode forward. Finally they made it past the line of evergreens that lined the entrance to the courtyard and dismounted.
Morcorban waited till the party of elves were before him before speaking . “Mae govannen, King Thranduil, Lord Elrond, and Lord Celeborn.”
It was Elrond that spoke up for them. “I am afraid this day does not find us well at all; I would like to see my sons.”
Morcorban nodded. “Of course, I apologize. I assure you, Lord Elrond, that your sons are here and we have treated them well and no harm has befallen them. Regardless of what you think of us, we would never hurt a child. Now, come we have much to discuss.”
When Morcorban turned, Elrond and Thranduil exchanged a rather doubtful look knowing what had befallen Thranduil’s Queen, but they had no choice but to trust the elf.
Carchthoron turned the corner just as two elflings ran into him. Quickly, he placed a large hand on each shoulder firmly. “Hello, sons of Elrond, I am Carchthoron and I have been sent to return you to your Ada. He is waiting for you with your Attar and King Thranduil.”
Elladan looked at Elrohir with wide eyes, not trusting this elf but knowing they did not have much choice. They nodded in unison.
“Good, but first let us go find you some clothing that will be more acceptable. May I ask where Brilion, the elf that was sent to retrieve you, is?” Elladan bit his lip as they were led down the hall.
“There was an accident, and he hit his head. He is now unconscious on the floor.”
“We were coming to look for help,” quickly added Elrohir.
Carchthoron smiled knowingly, “I see¼Once I take you to get dressed and return you to your Ada, then I will send someone to check on Brilion.”
Morcorban led the party of elves down the hall to a room where comfortable chairs lined a large black table. Silver wine goblets sat before each along with dinner settings.
“We felt you would not want to wait to begin these negotiations so we made every effort to expedite this, despite the tensions between our people. We wanted you to feel as comfortable as possible, despite all that has transpired.”
Celeborn nodded, “It is most appreciated. We would like to see Elladan and Elrohir as soon as possible.”
“Of course, I have already sent someone to fetch them. They will be here unharmed, I assure you, though I am not sure of my advisor that I sent to fetch them. Now let us get down to business shall we? ” Motioning for the other elves to sit.
Celeborn motioned for everyone to take a seat and then slid in to one of the comfortable chairs.
Morcorban waited for everyone to be served and the servants to leave before beginning to speak.
“My King has given me authority to use what ever means I feel is necessary to end this war. There is a new danger approaching and we will need a e bee between our peoples to overcome it.”
Thranduil frowned, gripping the edge of the table. “You kill my wife, kidnap Elrond’s sons, and torture our people, and then ask for a truce where you take our lands and ask for the return of those you have driven to the point of insanity?!”
Morcorban looked genuinely confused as he replied calmly, “You are correct that I was behind the kidnapping of Lord Elrond’s sons and I was forced to extract certain information from the Chief Color,lor, but I am afraid, King Thranduil, that I do not know anything of your wife. We did nothing to her.”
Elrond frowned, “Tell us of this new evil.”
Morcorban folded his hands, watching the elves before him, seeing that they truly did not know. “Melkor is free.”
Morcorban walked out to meet the approaching party of elves; his black robes flowing around him as he descended the steps. This was going to be a long long day. The other group had finally caught up with the first three and all were just entering the gate as he made it to the bottom, waiting patiently as they rode forward. Finally they made it past the line of evergreens that lined the entrance to the courtyard and dismounted.
Morcorban waited till the party of elves were before him before speaking . “Mae govannen, King Thranduil, Lord Elrond, and Lord Celeborn.”
It was Elrond that spoke up for them. “I am afraid this day does not find us well at all; I would like to see my sons.”
Morcorban nodded. “Of course, I apologize. I assure you, Lord Elrond, that your sons are here and we have treated them well and no harm has befallen them. Regardless of what you think of us, we would never hurt a child. Now, come we have much to discuss.”
When Morcorban turned, Elrond and Thranduil exchanged a rather doubtful look knowing what had befallen Thranduil’s Queen, but they had no choice but to trust the elf.
Carchthoron turned the corner just as two elflings ran into him. Quickly, he placed a large hand on each shoulder firmly. “Hello, sons of Elrond, I am Carchthoron and I have been sent to return you to your Ada. He is waiting for you with your Attar and King Thranduil.”
Elladan looked at Elrohir with wide eyes, not trusting this elf but knowing they did not have much choice. They nodded in unison.
“Good, but first let us go find you some clothing that will be more acceptable. May I ask where Brilion, the elf that was sent to retrieve you, is?” Elladan bit his lip as they were led down the hall.
“There was an accident, and he hit his head. He is now unconscious on the floor.”
“We were coming to look for help,” quickly added Elrohir.
Carchthoron smiled knowingly, “I see¼Once I take you to get dressed and return you to your Ada, then I will send someone to check on Brilion.”
Morcorban led the party of elves down the hall to a room where comfortable chairs lined a large black table. Silver wine goblets sat before each along with dinner settings.
“We felt you would not want to wait to begin these negotiations so we made every effort to expedite this, despite the tensions between our people. We wanted you to feel as comfortable as possible, despite all that has transpired.”
Celeborn nodded, “It is most appreciated. We would like to see Elladan and Elrohir as soon as possible.”
“Of course, I have already sent someone to fetch them. They will be here unharmed, I assure you, though I am not sure of my advisor that I sent to fetch them. Now let us get down to business shall we? ” Motioning for the other elves to sit.
Celeborn motioned for everyone to take a seat and then slid in to one of the comfortable chairs.
Morcorban waited for everyone to be served and the servants to leave before beginning to speak.
“My King has given me authority to use what ever means I feel is necessary to end this war. There is a new danger approaching and we will need a e bee between our peoples to overcome it.”
Thranduil frowned, gripping the edge of the table. “You kill my wife, kidnap Elrond’s sons, and torture our people, and then ask for a truce where you take our lands and ask for the return of those you have driven to the point of insanity?!”
Morcorban looked genuinely confused as he replied calmly, “You are correct that I was behind the kidnapping of Lord Elrond’s sons and I was forced to extract certain information from the Chief Color,lor, but I am afraid, King Thranduil, that I do not know anything of your wife. We did nothing to her.”
Elrond frowned, “Tell us of this new evil.”
Morcorban folded his hands, watching the elves before him, seeing that they truly did not know. “Melkor is free.”