Salvation | By : miriellar Category: -Multi-Age > Het - Male/Female Views: 3884 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- 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. |
She sat up and looked me in the eye.
“So. What’s wrong Haldir
I
I knew I wasn’t going to get of this one.
“To be honest. Much the same as you in a respect. We have grown apart these last weeks Thalia. And I must confess that I do not like it. I miss your company sister”
I had said it. My eyes swept over her face, so many emotions were held in her azure eyes.
She nodded her head in understanding.
“I know. We have haven’t we? Well. I fully intend on remedying that. I see no reason why we should not see each other. After all. As you said we bre brother and sister. And besides, nobody would dare question you mr marchwarden”
I laughed at her childishness.
“Indeed”
I lifted her up and stood, brushing the strands of loose grass from my clothes. She looked at me, laugher clear within her eyes.
“I swear, you can be so vain sometimes”
“I am not vainam mam merely…”
“Vain” she finished.
“Shut up Thalia”
“Kay”
I rolled my eyes at her and we started off into the house.
“What are you up to?”
She looked down at the papers before answering
“Oh. This is a list of the food that will be served at the feast. Elrond said I could organise it”
“Oh no”
“Hey. I resent that. I think I’ve done a very good job”
“Alright”
“Hey!”
It had been only a few hours and she was already back. I had only just gotten rid of my argumentative sons and I had hoped for at least ten minutes of peace before anybody else disturbed me. She and Haldir had once again made sure that I would not be getting any rest.
I had given her a few, creative tasks to complete in the hopes that she would be gone all day. It wasn’t that I did not enjoy her company, but I was trying to organise a surprise for her, however, due to the many interruptions, I had not managed to even start the preparations.
She knocked on my door after saying goodbye to Haldir.
“Come in”
She bounded into my study with all the energy of an elfling. I raised an eyebrow but otherwise kept my mouth closed. I did not want to spoil her mood. She was rarely this happy.
“Ok. I’ve done what you asked. I picked out the paint, and accessories to match and I organised the feast”
I was genuinely impressed. She had done all that in less than a day.
“I congratulate you, you have done well”
Thalia snorted with laughter. I looked at her in question.
“Sorry, you just reminded of this little dude called Yoda”
I had no idea what she was talking about, so I just nodded to acknowledge her words.
She walked up to my desk and peered at me with curiosity.
“Are you ok? Cos, you look a little sick, or maybe you’re just tired. You know you should go get some rest”
I shook my head wearily.
“I am tired. Having two extremely bored sons constantly coming in and out whenever they feel like it and Glorfindel is not making things any better”
She grimaced a little and came and sat on the edge of my desk next to me.
“What’s he done now?”
“Nothing. I did not mean it like that. I am just a little…impatient at the moment. Thranduil’s arrival is usually such a joyous occasion. However this time I feel like I had a lot of added pressure”
“What do you mean?” she asked quietly
“If I am honest Thalia. I do not know what I mean”
She nodded and then shook her head. She hopped down, grabbed my hand and began pulling me towards the door. I did not fight her, she was doing what she felt was right, taking control of a situation. I know that she has been feeling powerless lately and to fight her would only cause her more distress. And after all, this young woman may be right.
She nearly dragged me through the corridors, earning us some very amused looks from passing elves.
We reached my room and she threw open my door and dragged me into the room, ordering me to take off my outer robe.
She then stood I front of me, hands on her hips, as I had seen mothers do to children. She then told me to get into bed as she walked over to the drapes and closed them. She came over and sat on the bed next to me. Making me feel like an elfling again.
She looked at me and neither of us could help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.
“I’m an idiot. Sorry Elrond. But you really should get some rest”
“You are not an idiot. I have been meaning to ask you, what exactly is an idiot?”
“Oh right. And idiot is someone who gets things wrong all the time and always manages to make a fool out of themselves”
“Well in that case. You are definitely not an idiot. You are a caring young woman who wishes nothing but to take care of people, and at this moment, I am your chosen victim”
I managed to get the reaction that I was wishing for, she laughed, the laugh of someone that at this moment was free of everything but her concern for somebody else.
“I guess I’ll see you at dinner then”
She quickly embraced me and then disappeared out of the door.
I can’t believe that I just did that. I have just tucked an elven lord into bed. What was I on today? I swear these elves need to check their mushroom supplier cos they’re making me weird.
I stooped I my tracks when I heard the sound of a fanfare indicating the arrival of somebody of stature.
I turned around and made my way to the yard. As I walked through the corridor I spotted Erestor.
“Erestor! Wait up”
He stood still and waited for me to reach him.
“Who’s here?”
“King Thranduil and Queen Eloria have arrived early”
“OH”
“I have to go and meet them, I cannot find Elrond anywhere. Luckily Glorfindel was nearby and greeted them upon their arrival. I have to go, I will see you at dinner”
“Uh huh”
My mind whirled at speeds that I had never contemplated before. It was like suddenly discovering that there was a five o’clock in the morning- it was just wrong!
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