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CHAPTER 17: Parting Ways

CHAPTER NOTES

SCRIPTS:

'Thoughts'; ~visions~; **mind speech**; -l-Letters-l-

Elrond watched the young ellon in front of him, strangely concerned by what he saw. The blond stood tall and straight in front of him, smiling a small, haughty and secretive smile. Sovereign, almost superior; not like a caught murderer at all.

Carefully observing the soldier he spoke up, calm and serious.

"I know that Erestor's family orchestrated this whole disaster ... and I know that they charged you with covering up Erestor's tracks."

Elrond was so full of rage. This abomination of an elf did not even try to *act* rueful. But he was careful to not let his feelings be known.

"Now I want to know where Erestor is.

If you tell me, I will give you safe conduct to Mithlond and from there to Aman. It is the only path that you can tread upon for no elven realm will grant you refuge anymore and without this help you will either construct your own ship and try to sail the stormy seas alone without an idea of nautics, which would certainly lead to your death, or die here in Middle Earth; an outcast."

The blond soldier only shook his head conceitedly.

Grimly Elrond countered the smug half-smile. "Then I have no choice but to send you to Imladris where Galadriel can interrogate you properly."

A wave of shock like a gust of wind went through the assembled elves. Glorfindel's eyes met those of his lover, silently asking if what he said was true. The twins exchanged surprised glances. After all this was the first time their grand-mother was in Imladris since their mother had sailed. Why would the lady of the Golden Wood have left her Lóriën?

The prisoner observed those reactions nervously at first, then with growing derisive relief. The Half-Elf was bluffing. The thought showed on his young face, taking shape in a hard, sneering smirk.

Elrond leaned forward, bringing his face close to that of the murderer. His eyes only a handbreadth apart from the cold ice blue ones, he let the soldier see the truth in his solemn grey orbs.

"I farspoke with her only minutes ago. Erestor left letters explaining everything. But one is missing; one that contains the names of the culprits. She will wait in Imladris until I return with my chief advisor and I will send you to her while travelling to Greenwood. You see: I won't even lose time if you don't cooperate. I will let her interrogate you and she will have the answers before I even enter Greenwood. You may as well answer and spare yourself some grief."

Elrond saw the jaw of his opponent clenching but still his face stayed calm. He had won, he could see defeat in the blue of the other's eyes. But then he frowned; something else was there. This defeat was pretended. This devil still had an ace up his sleeve and never would he talk.

Elrond's gaze locked on his lover.

"I want *you* to get him to Imladris, safe and sound so that your cousin may interrogate him."

Vigorously Glorfindel shook his head, sending his blond braids swaying. "Elrond with all due respect, that's not going to happen. I vowed to protect you and I am going to do just that. I will accompany you!"

Elrond motioned for the soldiers to lead the murderer away before he turned to Glorfindel again.

"Galadriel saw Erestor die and hurried towards Imladris in hope to catch him there and prevent it. Now she is in Imladris on her own with neither me, you nor Erestor there. This is just not sustainable."

The captain crossed his arms defiantly. "I *will* accompany you!"

"Oh well then … come along if you must, but we should send the rest to Imladris to assist Galadriel. She has to search a traitor there who stole the one letter that contains the names of Erestor's family members."

"That is another point: Do you really think Erestor's family could have persuaded 200 humans from Angmar to attack you and not kill Erestor?"

"I don't know how they did it, but I am almost sure that they did. The problem is that there is a thief in Imladris who stole the one letter that contained the important names and facts."

Elrond paused, his head cocked to one side. Slowly he turned to where the murderer *they* had caught in their midst was guarded by his soldiers. The young ellon met his thoughtful gaze.

Blond. That was a rare hair colour in Imladris.

Meanwhile another blond ellon tried to get his attention: his lover's hand gently touched his shoulder, causing his head to turn his way. "A thief in Imladris, and Galadriel has not noticed? He will have destroyed the letter by now!"

"Glorfindel, that blond, the murderer, can it be that he hails from Mirkwood? Can it be that he is somehow related to Erestor? Or just hired by someone of his family? I mean: Will he not talk because he doesn't want to or because he doesn't know the answers and only did it for ... gold or ... something?"

The captain narrowed his eyes. He tried to remember the warrior's origins, but he could not. There were just so many guards who had trained under him, fought under his command. He could not remember all their histories although he tried to at least know the names of every one.

"Related to our chief advisor? Could be true; hopefully it is. Galadriel could learn from him important facts. If not ... I fear Erestor will be lost to us."

Glorfindel sighed.

"I am sorry, Elrond. I should have noticed …"

Elrond immediately intercepted, giving Glorfindel a loving smile. "And how? It is not that he behaved conspicuously in any way! He only acted when Erestor's disappearance needed to be covered. No one could have known: it is not that people from Mirkwood are unwelcome in Imladris and there are others who joined our ranks, although few."

Glorfindel nodded. "Do you trust your advisors enough to leave them alone with Imladris?"

"I only now recognize that Erestor trained them the last dozens of decades to be able to manage just this situation. With Galadriel in Imladris … yes I do."

"Good, then let us head for Mirkwood."

Elrond nodded before he turned to his sons. "Elladan, Elrohír ..."

But before their father had the chance to send them home, Elladan interfered. "El and I would like to follow Erestor's tracks. Maybe he is not yet in the power of his human or elven persecutors and we could reach him in time."

Elrond looked at them, torn between the wishes to know Erestor safe and to know his sons safe. He knew that Elladan and Elrohír were marvellous warriors and the best trackers in Imladris; but this was more dangerous than their usual Orc-hunts. They dealt with ruthless cold murderers, elves who had knowingly and purposely gambled with the lives of dozens of their kin just to kidnap Erestor.

Elrohír, ever the more sensitive of his sons, quickly caught up on his fears. "We will be extremely cautious and not seek to pick a fight. I promise that we will not even attack if we find ourselves heavily outnumbered. Give us Erestor's bird, when we find Erestor already caught, we will contact you and inform you of his whereabouts."

Sighing in defeat, Elrond hesitantly nodded. "Under this conditions, yes, you may follow him."

And so the party separated that evening: the main part made their way to Imladris as reinforcement and to bring the blond murderer to Galadriel while Elrond rode with Glorfindel and twenty of his men to Mirkwood, trusting his mother-in-law to get the information that could save Erestor's life. Elladan and Elrohír meanwhile went to track down the lost chief advisor of Imladris.

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