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chapter 9
Title: The Fell Winter (9/?)
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17 eventually.
Disclaimer: Not mine, except for the cats. The great Master Tolkien’s estate owns everything else. I promise to return his elves when I’m done playing with them.
Warning: AU. Complete disregard for canon, JRRT’s timelines (although the years of The Fell Winter are accurate), and the fact that only the peredhil of Elrond’s lineage got to choose between human and elf. Lots of fluff.
Timeline: The Fell Winter, T.A. 2911-2912
Beta: Erviniae, this chapter – Thank you for filling in for Patricia!
Summary: Middle-earth is in the middle of the harshest winter ever known, and Erestor is suffering from the cold. A small child and a golden warrior warm his heart.
Chapter 9
Elrond returned to check to check on Erestor, and was pleased to see that he was sleeping deeply – just what Erestor needed to recuperate from both his ordeal and his overworking himself for so long.
“Perhaps we should put a night robe on him, Glorfindel,” Elrond said quietly. “I think it might be a little too much for him if he awoke and found you both naked.”
Glorfindel grinned, but whispered, “You are probably right. I should get some clothes on as well.”
Glorfindel dressed in a light shirt and leggings, and the bricks were removed from the bed. The two elves worked together to get Erestor into a warm robe without waking him. “He is far too thin, Elrond,” Glorfindel whispered. “You can see every one of his ribs.”
Elrond nodded. “He has not been eating enough for a long time. We need to fix that and make sure he eats well.”
“We will,” Glorfindel whispered with conviction.
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Lindir made a show of exploring several rooms with the elflings and letting them decide if they were suitable for Erestor’s new rooms. Melveldir and Riniel seriously considered each room, wanting it to be perfect for Erestor. One was too cold. Another felt positively damp. One did not have its own bathroom. Then there were the ones that were too dark and too small.
“Erestor has to have a room that is nice and warm, Lindir,” Riniel told the seneschal.
“And it has to have lots of room for all of us so he will not feel crowded and we will not be in his way all the time,” Melveldir said.
“And he needs a room that is cheerful too, because he has been alone and sad,” Riniel added. Her brother nodded in agreement.
“How do you know he has been sad and lonely, little one?” Lindir asked.
Riniel shrugged. “I just know,” she said.
“Well, I think I know of a room that just might meet all those requirements,” Lindir said with a smile, and led them to the room he and Elrond had already decided on for Erestor and his new family. Stopping in front of a beautifully carved door, he took a key from his pocket, unlocked it, and let the elflings enter first. “What do you think of this one?”
The door opened onto a spacious sitting room with a large fireplace. Tall windows draped in thick, forest green velvet curtains, that could be closed to keep the cold away, looked out over the valley. The room had comfortable chairs upholstered in green and gold, thick rugs, a chaise lounge, a large table that could be used for working or dining, and plenty of room for Erestor’s desk. Two sparkling chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and candles dotted the mantel and occasional tables.
The elflings nodded. “This is perfect,” Melveldir said. “May we see the rest?”
“Of course,” Lindir smiled. A door off to one side of the sitting room led to a bedroom that was nearly as large as Erestor’s present rooms. Tall windows, this time draped in heavy, dark blue velvet, opened onto a garden that would be lovely with flowers in the springtime. A massive bed, clothed in blue and gold canopy and curtains, sat in the middle of the room. One wall housed a fireplace with comfortable chairs and small tables placed before it; the wall opposite held a large wardrobe and dressing table.
“This is a good bedroom for Erestor, Lindir,” Riniel said seriously. “Does he have a bathroom too?”
Lindir opened a door next to the fireplace to show them a large bathroom with a sunken tub, all stocked with plush towels and baskets of soaps and oils. “It even has its own fireplace,” he said, bringing them into the room so they could see. “It is against the fireplace in the bedroom and shares the same chimney.”
The elflings squealed over the fireplace and clapped their hands happily. “Erestor will not get too cold again when he bathes,” Melveldir said, grinning.
“Would you like to see your room now, little ones,” Lindir asked.
“We have a room? Truly?” the elflings asked together.
“Of course. Where did you think you were going to sleep?”
“We forgot about that.” Melveldir and Riniel giggled.
Lindir smiled. It was good to hear the little ones laugh after everything they had been through. “Follow me and I will show you.” Leading them back out of the bedroom and to the sitting room, they entered another door on the same side of the room as Erestor’s bedroom. Inside was another large bedroom, this time with two smaller beds draped in rich burgundy colored hangings and canopies, two wardrobes, two dressing tables, and another fireplace. Burgundy draped windows opened onto the same garden as Erestor’s. “Now for the best part,” Lindir said. Opening an inner door, he displayed another bathroom, again with a fireplace connected to the hearth in the bedroom.
Riniel and Melveldir stood holding hands and looking at everything. Neither elfling appeared happy.
“What is wrong, little ones? Do you not like your room and bathroom?” Lindir knelt in front of the children and took their hands in his. “Will you tell me?”
“It is too good for us, Master Lindir,” Melveldir whispered.
“We should not have a room this pretty,” Riniel added quietly, and a tear slipped down her face.
“Oh, sweetlings,” Lindir said, enfolding the elflings in his arms, “of course you should. Erestor wants you to have nice rooms because he loves you. Your ada and nana would be very happy if they could see how much Erestor loves you and that you have such a nice room.”
“I wish Nana and Ada could see our room and Erestor…and everything, Lindir. I really miss them,” Melveldir said, bravely trying to keep from crying.
‘I know you do, little ones,” Lindir said, holding the elflings tighter. “I know you do. And I know they miss you. I wish they could see Erestor too, because it would make them very happy to know how much Erestor loves you and how much he loves having you both for his family.”
“We are Erestor’s family?” Riniel whispered, wiping at her tears. “We thought he was just taking care of us.”
“Erestor wants very much for you to be a family. You see, he never had elflings of his own, and he lost his ada and nana too. He has been all alone, but then he fell in love with you two. It would make him very happy if you would be his elflings and you were all a family.”
“I love Erestor too, Vel,” Riniel whispered, looking up at her brother. “I liked him because he was so nice to me, but Erestor is…special. Like Glorfindel is. And I love Glorfindel too.”
Melveldir nodded. “Me too. Erestor makes me feel really good when he holds me, and Glorfindel looks like Ada, and they are both so nice. I can tell Glorfindel loves Erestor too. Ada and Nana would have liked them a lot. I think they would be really happy that we are here with Erestor and Glorfindel.”
“Are we going to be Erestor’s elflings now?” Riniel asked her brother.
“Do you want to?” Melveldir asked in reply.
Riniel nodded. “You and I are a family, and we both love Erestor, so we should be his family now. I want Erestor to be happy, Vel.”
“Me too. I think Ada and Nana would want us to have a family, and I think it will make us happy too, Rin, you know?”
“It will,” Riniel responded.
“Lindir?” Melveldir turned to the seneschal. “I am very tired.”
“You have done a lot today for one still recovering, little one. Can you stay awake long enough to have some warm milk and cookies? Then you can have a nice long nap.” Both of the elflings still needed plenty of good food and rest.
“I think so,” Vel yawned. “I am hungry too.”
Lindir picked up the tired elfling to carry him, and the three of them headed back to the seneschal’s rooms. Passing a housemaid on the way, Lindir asked her to bring some milk and cookies to his rooms. Vel managed to stay awake long enough to nearly finish his milk. When his head drooped on the table, he was tucked into Lindir’s bed with his sister and the kittens for a long nap.
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Erestor slowly woke to find deep blue eyes looking down at him. What he saw in those eyes took his breath away.
“How are you feeling now?” Glorfindel whispered, smiling down at Erestor and gently stroking his hair. “Are you warm enough?”
“I am warm, thank you,” Erestor whispered back, “but I feel so tired still.” He couldn’t help leaning his face into the hand that now cupped his cheek as he looked into Glorfindel’s eyes, and he realized that for the first time in his long life, he was in love. But how could he be? He had barely gotten to know Glorfindel. Did that matter? He knew Glorfindel’s heart – his soul. The golden elf shone with goodness and strength – and wisdom – yes, wisdom was there too. There was abundant reason to have fallen in love with him, even without his incredible beauty.
“What are you thinking of?”
“You,” Erestor whispered.
“What about me?”
“How you have taken care of the elflings and me. When you woke me in the bath, there were tears in your eyes.” Erestor reached up to ghost his fingers over Glorfindel’s face. “You cared about me. You saved my life, warming me and calling me back.”
Glorfindel moved his head to kiss Erestor’s fingers. “I could not bear the thought of losing you.”
“I do not understand why you care about me,” Erestor whispered, feeling his fingers tingle with Glorfindel’s kiss, “but I cannot doubt it. Your tears told me that you do. Your calling me back and warming me told me that you do. Your kiss told me that you do”
“Then let me tell you again,” Glorfindel said quietly, as their mouths moved together once again. It was a kiss full of sweetness, and as their tongues slowly wound together, Glorfindel poured all the love in his heart for Erestor into it.
A golden warmth spread through Erestor, seeming to reach even the tips of his toes and making him tingle all over. If there was any remaining doubt that he truly loved Glorfindel, it fled under the tender onslaught. When they finally broke apart for air, he looked into the most amazing blue eyes and saw love looking back at him. “What are you thinking of?” he whispered.
“You. How beautiful you are, and how I adore you,” came the whispered reply. “I love you, Erestor. In little more than a day, you have totally captured my heart. Do I dare to hope that you might love me back?”
Erestor’s answer was to pull Glorfindel’s head down for another searing kiss.
Tbc…..
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17 eventually.
Disclaimer: Not mine, except for the cats. The great Master Tolkien’s estate owns everything else. I promise to return his elves when I’m done playing with them.
Warning: AU. Complete disregard for canon, JRRT’s timelines (although the years of The Fell Winter are accurate), and the fact that only the peredhil of Elrond’s lineage got to choose between human and elf. Lots of fluff.
Timeline: The Fell Winter, T.A. 2911-2912
Beta: Erviniae, this chapter – Thank you for filling in for Patricia!
Summary: Middle-earth is in the middle of the harshest winter ever known, and Erestor is suffering from the cold. A small child and a golden warrior warm his heart.
Chapter 9
Elrond returned to check to check on Erestor, and was pleased to see that he was sleeping deeply – just what Erestor needed to recuperate from both his ordeal and his overworking himself for so long.
“Perhaps we should put a night robe on him, Glorfindel,” Elrond said quietly. “I think it might be a little too much for him if he awoke and found you both naked.”
Glorfindel grinned, but whispered, “You are probably right. I should get some clothes on as well.”
Glorfindel dressed in a light shirt and leggings, and the bricks were removed from the bed. The two elves worked together to get Erestor into a warm robe without waking him. “He is far too thin, Elrond,” Glorfindel whispered. “You can see every one of his ribs.”
Elrond nodded. “He has not been eating enough for a long time. We need to fix that and make sure he eats well.”
“We will,” Glorfindel whispered with conviction.
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Lindir made a show of exploring several rooms with the elflings and letting them decide if they were suitable for Erestor’s new rooms. Melveldir and Riniel seriously considered each room, wanting it to be perfect for Erestor. One was too cold. Another felt positively damp. One did not have its own bathroom. Then there were the ones that were too dark and too small.
“Erestor has to have a room that is nice and warm, Lindir,” Riniel told the seneschal.
“And it has to have lots of room for all of us so he will not feel crowded and we will not be in his way all the time,” Melveldir said.
“And he needs a room that is cheerful too, because he has been alone and sad,” Riniel added. Her brother nodded in agreement.
“How do you know he has been sad and lonely, little one?” Lindir asked.
Riniel shrugged. “I just know,” she said.
“Well, I think I know of a room that just might meet all those requirements,” Lindir said with a smile, and led them to the room he and Elrond had already decided on for Erestor and his new family. Stopping in front of a beautifully carved door, he took a key from his pocket, unlocked it, and let the elflings enter first. “What do you think of this one?”
The door opened onto a spacious sitting room with a large fireplace. Tall windows draped in thick, forest green velvet curtains, that could be closed to keep the cold away, looked out over the valley. The room had comfortable chairs upholstered in green and gold, thick rugs, a chaise lounge, a large table that could be used for working or dining, and plenty of room for Erestor’s desk. Two sparkling chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and candles dotted the mantel and occasional tables.
The elflings nodded. “This is perfect,” Melveldir said. “May we see the rest?”
“Of course,” Lindir smiled. A door off to one side of the sitting room led to a bedroom that was nearly as large as Erestor’s present rooms. Tall windows, this time draped in heavy, dark blue velvet, opened onto a garden that would be lovely with flowers in the springtime. A massive bed, clothed in blue and gold canopy and curtains, sat in the middle of the room. One wall housed a fireplace with comfortable chairs and small tables placed before it; the wall opposite held a large wardrobe and dressing table.
“This is a good bedroom for Erestor, Lindir,” Riniel said seriously. “Does he have a bathroom too?”
Lindir opened a door next to the fireplace to show them a large bathroom with a sunken tub, all stocked with plush towels and baskets of soaps and oils. “It even has its own fireplace,” he said, bringing them into the room so they could see. “It is against the fireplace in the bedroom and shares the same chimney.”
The elflings squealed over the fireplace and clapped their hands happily. “Erestor will not get too cold again when he bathes,” Melveldir said, grinning.
“Would you like to see your room now, little ones,” Lindir asked.
“We have a room? Truly?” the elflings asked together.
“Of course. Where did you think you were going to sleep?”
“We forgot about that.” Melveldir and Riniel giggled.
Lindir smiled. It was good to hear the little ones laugh after everything they had been through. “Follow me and I will show you.” Leading them back out of the bedroom and to the sitting room, they entered another door on the same side of the room as Erestor’s bedroom. Inside was another large bedroom, this time with two smaller beds draped in rich burgundy colored hangings and canopies, two wardrobes, two dressing tables, and another fireplace. Burgundy draped windows opened onto the same garden as Erestor’s. “Now for the best part,” Lindir said. Opening an inner door, he displayed another bathroom, again with a fireplace connected to the hearth in the bedroom.
Riniel and Melveldir stood holding hands and looking at everything. Neither elfling appeared happy.
“What is wrong, little ones? Do you not like your room and bathroom?” Lindir knelt in front of the children and took their hands in his. “Will you tell me?”
“It is too good for us, Master Lindir,” Melveldir whispered.
“We should not have a room this pretty,” Riniel added quietly, and a tear slipped down her face.
“Oh, sweetlings,” Lindir said, enfolding the elflings in his arms, “of course you should. Erestor wants you to have nice rooms because he loves you. Your ada and nana would be very happy if they could see how much Erestor loves you and that you have such a nice room.”
“I wish Nana and Ada could see our room and Erestor…and everything, Lindir. I really miss them,” Melveldir said, bravely trying to keep from crying.
‘I know you do, little ones,” Lindir said, holding the elflings tighter. “I know you do. And I know they miss you. I wish they could see Erestor too, because it would make them very happy to know how much Erestor loves you and how much he loves having you both for his family.”
“We are Erestor’s family?” Riniel whispered, wiping at her tears. “We thought he was just taking care of us.”
“Erestor wants very much for you to be a family. You see, he never had elflings of his own, and he lost his ada and nana too. He has been all alone, but then he fell in love with you two. It would make him very happy if you would be his elflings and you were all a family.”
“I love Erestor too, Vel,” Riniel whispered, looking up at her brother. “I liked him because he was so nice to me, but Erestor is…special. Like Glorfindel is. And I love Glorfindel too.”
Melveldir nodded. “Me too. Erestor makes me feel really good when he holds me, and Glorfindel looks like Ada, and they are both so nice. I can tell Glorfindel loves Erestor too. Ada and Nana would have liked them a lot. I think they would be really happy that we are here with Erestor and Glorfindel.”
“Are we going to be Erestor’s elflings now?” Riniel asked her brother.
“Do you want to?” Melveldir asked in reply.
Riniel nodded. “You and I are a family, and we both love Erestor, so we should be his family now. I want Erestor to be happy, Vel.”
“Me too. I think Ada and Nana would want us to have a family, and I think it will make us happy too, Rin, you know?”
“It will,” Riniel responded.
“Lindir?” Melveldir turned to the seneschal. “I am very tired.”
“You have done a lot today for one still recovering, little one. Can you stay awake long enough to have some warm milk and cookies? Then you can have a nice long nap.” Both of the elflings still needed plenty of good food and rest.
“I think so,” Vel yawned. “I am hungry too.”
Lindir picked up the tired elfling to carry him, and the three of them headed back to the seneschal’s rooms. Passing a housemaid on the way, Lindir asked her to bring some milk and cookies to his rooms. Vel managed to stay awake long enough to nearly finish his milk. When his head drooped on the table, he was tucked into Lindir’s bed with his sister and the kittens for a long nap.
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Erestor slowly woke to find deep blue eyes looking down at him. What he saw in those eyes took his breath away.
“How are you feeling now?” Glorfindel whispered, smiling down at Erestor and gently stroking his hair. “Are you warm enough?”
“I am warm, thank you,” Erestor whispered back, “but I feel so tired still.” He couldn’t help leaning his face into the hand that now cupped his cheek as he looked into Glorfindel’s eyes, and he realized that for the first time in his long life, he was in love. But how could he be? He had barely gotten to know Glorfindel. Did that matter? He knew Glorfindel’s heart – his soul. The golden elf shone with goodness and strength – and wisdom – yes, wisdom was there too. There was abundant reason to have fallen in love with him, even without his incredible beauty.
“What are you thinking of?”
“You,” Erestor whispered.
“What about me?”
“How you have taken care of the elflings and me. When you woke me in the bath, there were tears in your eyes.” Erestor reached up to ghost his fingers over Glorfindel’s face. “You cared about me. You saved my life, warming me and calling me back.”
Glorfindel moved his head to kiss Erestor’s fingers. “I could not bear the thought of losing you.”
“I do not understand why you care about me,” Erestor whispered, feeling his fingers tingle with Glorfindel’s kiss, “but I cannot doubt it. Your tears told me that you do. Your calling me back and warming me told me that you do. Your kiss told me that you do”
“Then let me tell you again,” Glorfindel said quietly, as their mouths moved together once again. It was a kiss full of sweetness, and as their tongues slowly wound together, Glorfindel poured all the love in his heart for Erestor into it.
A golden warmth spread through Erestor, seeming to reach even the tips of his toes and making him tingle all over. If there was any remaining doubt that he truly loved Glorfindel, it fled under the tender onslaught. When they finally broke apart for air, he looked into the most amazing blue eyes and saw love looking back at him. “What are you thinking of?” he whispered.
“You. How beautiful you are, and how I adore you,” came the whispered reply. “I love you, Erestor. In little more than a day, you have totally captured my heart. Do I dare to hope that you might love me back?”
Erestor’s answer was to pull Glorfindel’s head down for another searing kiss.
Tbc…..