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Thawing the Ice	By : Brenna Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12164 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: 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.

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Whew, thanks everyone, I'm glad you like it, even if Glorfindel is acting like an Elfling. *Winks* It'll get more serious though. After all I got to get Erestor's secrets in sooner or later.

Chapter 3--Calling A Draw

Glorfindel was very glad to reach his chambers and close the door. He laid the books on the desk and got out a new pair of leggings. He didn't want to be late for lunch so he'd figure out how to unglue the other pair later. I must admit that Erestor retaliated quite cleverly, but I never expected him to do such a thing, he thought. Lacing up the leggings, he hurried to the dining hall. He got there just after lunch had been served. He nodded to Elrond. "Sorry I'm late, I got caught with my pants down you might say," he said.
"Well, that certainly is nothing unusual," Erestor remarked.
Completely startled by that remark, Glorfindel stared at Erestor who calmly continued eating.
"No harm done. Sit down," Elrond said. He was having a hard time keeping from laughing at the look on Glorfindel's face.
Glorfindel took his place next to Erestor who ignored him. Smiling, Glorfindel leaned close to him. "Clever, I would say we have a draw for now," he said then straightened up and began filling his plate. "So where are the children?" he asked Elrond before Erestor could respond.
"On a picnic with their sister and her nurse," Elrond said. "You know how much they hate to stay inside when the weather is good."
"Ah, well then I do not have to worry about another food fight starting," Glorfindel said.
"I seem to remember that you took part in the last one with unseemly enthusiasm," Erestor remarked disdainfully.
"Lighthearted behavior never killed anyone, advisor, you should try it sometime," Glorfindel said.
"I am not an Elfling and unlike some I refuse to act like one," Erestor said coolly.
Glorfindel lowered his voice. "So you think it was mature to glue me to your desk?" He whispered.
"It was no fault of mine," Erestor said.
"What? Just how did you come to that conclusion?" Glorfindel asked
"You did it yourself, seneschal," Erestor said calmly.
"Just how did I do that?" Glorfindel asked.
"I have told you not to sit on my desk. If you had heeded me then you would have never gotten stuck," Erestor pointed out.
Glorfindel stared at the advisor then leaned back in his chair and laughed heartily, getting several puzzled stares from the others at the table.
Erestor flushed. "Stop that, you are causing a scene," he hissed, noticing the looks they were getting.
Glorfindel just laughed all the harder, clutching at his sides. "One thing is for certain, advisor, your wit is sharp as your tongue," he said.
Erestor snorted. "Would you stop, you are acting like an addled brained fool," he grumbled and stood. He left the dining hall and returned to the library. He still had so much to do. Seeing the leggings still glued to the desk he couldn't keep from smiling a bit. He began working on getting them loose. Eventually, with the help of a concoction made to break the glue's grip he succeeded.
Ten minutes later Glorfindel entered to find Erestor hard at work as usual. "By the Valor, Erestor, do you never take a rest?" he asked.
"I have duties to attend too, by the way I believe those are yours. Kindly remove them from my desk," Erestor said and pointed at the leggings.
Glorfindel glanced at them and frowned. He walked forward and picked them up. Glancing around, he got an idea. Going to the tightly closed balcony doors, he shoved them open, allowing sunlight to fill the room. Unfortunately a breeze also entered and sent a good amount of the papers flying off Erestor's desk and to the floor.
"You half-wit, now look at what you have done!" Erestor complained. He rose and began gathering the scattered papers. "Close that!"
"Why? You are not a bat, Erestor. The sun would do you good," Glorfindel said. He stepped out onto the balcony. "It is a fine day. Come out and enjoy it."
"Can you not find someone else to annoy?" Erestor grumbled. He put the papers back on the desk then moved to the doors.
Glorfindel grinned at him. "See? The sun is bright and the sky clear," he said.
Erestor slammed the doors shut with a loud bang and headed back to his desk. A breeze against his back told him Glorfindel had come in, but he didn't expect what happened next.
A strong hand caught his arm and turned him to face Glorfindel who looked caught between angry and amused. "That was rude, Chief Advisor," he chided.
"Kindly remove your hands from my person," Erestor said haughtily.
Glorfindel smirked. "Is that a command, advisor?" he asked, staring into Erestor's eyes. Some of my men called you a dark beauty despite their other comments about how cold you are. Why did I never realize how right they were? He wondered to himself.

Extremely uncomfortable under Glorfindel's intense gaze, Erestor pulled away from the blond with surprising strength and backed away. "Leave me be or I will never get anything done," he said and headed back for his desk.
Glorfindel didn't stop him and he left the library. He was startled by his errant thoughts and wanted some time alone to sort through them.

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