Sapphire Eyes | By : DurOltha Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sapphire Eyes
Nenuial stood steady on the
limb he chose, the tree was tall, and located in a favorable spot for observing
the comings and goings of the marked edain. Nenuial looked around and thought ‘Well,
it is on the edge of town, so far it seems to be but a den for those unwelcome
at other establishments, and it appears they do not have a large patronage’
The elven slayer leaned against the tree and settled his stance for a long
night of observing.
As he watched his surroundings,
he leaned his head against the bark and whispered “This is no place for a
beautiful tree like you…have you not considered removing yourself, leaving here
to join others, perhaps in Rivendel?” The tree pulsed and quietly creaked
“Ahh…but the mortal child that planted you surly perished long ago, I have
noticed the stumps on your lower half mellon-nin, the edain removed those limbs
for firewood correct?”
The tree again quietly creaked
“…nai…” Nenuial shook his head and sighed “Such disregard for a defenseless life…you
know why I am here, I strongly suggest that you go to the safe haven of
Rivendel, I would not be surprised, if some witless adan chops you down to warm
his dwelling for the winter, and that pains me just at the thought”
The warrior’s attention turned
to the base of the tree as a drunken adan approached. The man placed his hand
on the trunk for support, and Nenuial suddenly felt the tree shiver. The red
warrior scrunched up his nose as the man proceeded to empty his stomach all
over the base of the tree “Ai mellon-nin, he is not one of my marks, but I
would have no qualms in making sure he can never do that again…permanently” The
tree creaked, and evident to only elven ears, Nenuial smirked when he
recognized it as a snicker.
Hours later, the four marked
edain emerged from the front door and locked up for the night. Nenuial smiled
as he heard the owner yell to the others “Ai, don’t forget, tomorrow we must
fish to restock the barrel in the cellar!” The other three waved their
acknowledgement and the four went there separate ways.
Some hours later, Nenuial
approached the door, produced two pieces of mettle, and then entered the
tavern. Slowly, the elven warrior opened the cellar door and descended the
steps. Nenuial looked around and found two large pieces of furniture covered by
tarps. After removing the filthy covers, he swallowed hard.
Before him, there stood a
wooden table with ankle shackles attached to the legs, two spikes driven into
the top of the table on the other side with wrist shackles attached, and
evidence of blood stained into the wood…next to the table, was an old cot,
equipped with shackles at the four corners and blood stained on the matrices.
Nenuial tilted his head and
blinked, then slowly reached out and retrieved a very long and very black
strand of hair from the cot. The warrior looked around the dark, damp cellar
and whispered to the strand of hair as he lovingly rolled it between his
fingers “Aye my dear adviser, my sweet love…how in the name of the Valar did
you not fade…now…now I have my visual of why you believe you are unclean…these
edain…these foul men will pay for your continued sadness, and then, once
removed from life by me, you will be free to fully move on”
Nenuial then left the tavern
and resumed his perch “Ai mellon-nin, saes, do those four edain always fish
upon the same time table? And if they do, do they meet here or at there fishing
spot” The tree creaked and murmured “…nai…here…then go…” “Thank you my friend,
when I leave to follow them, will you be leaving for Rivendel?” “…nai…” “Very
good. I know a young elf that would be able to restore, or at least heal your
lower limbs…would you like me to speak with him, and have him tend to you?”
“…saes…” “Very well…worry not, I will find you. Try to be close to the homely
house” “…hannon le…mellon…”
Upon the rising of Anor,
Nenuial watched as the four edain arrived with their buckets of bait, fish
baskets and rods. The red slayer followed and when they reached there boat, he
pulled his hood over his head and stepped out of the brush “Ai fair morning
sirs…fine day for fishing” The men jumped and the tavern owner cleared his
throat “Ai that it is stranger, what brings you to these parts?” “Ahh well, I
have been sent to find you and relay a message” “Proceed then” Nenuial then
stood tall and began to mumble.
Suddenly, the four men dropped
there tackle and fell to the ground. Nenuial slowly approached and looked down
“Aye, worry not, the spell is temporary, you will regain your movement soon…not
that that will matter, for you will be bound” The tavern owner laid there with
fear evident in his eyes as the stranger stood over him “Wh…what do…you want”
The red elf removed his hood and smiled as they gasped “I told you…I have a
message…” Nenuial then leaned over and narrowed his eyes “…from lord Elrond of
Rivendel”
The four men watched helplessly
as the elf took all their belongings, threw them into the boat, at let it
loose. Returning to them, he tightened their bindings, and then dragged them
one by one to another aria. “Your boat will drift and head to the falls…you
will be believed drown…now, down to business” The men sat wide eyed as the elf
began to dig “Co…come now master elf, surely we can discus this, I have gold…”
Nenuial looked over and smiled
as he continued to dig “Bother not adan, save your last breaths…do you know who
that dark elf was that you kidnapped, beat and raped?” The men slowly shook
their heads and Nenuial sighed, “He is lord Elrond’s chief adviser…Erestor…my
mate”
The four men struggled anew
“Please master elf, please, we are sorry for what we did!” Nenuial continued to dig “Hold your tongues.
The only reason you say you are sorry at this moment, is because you
have been marked and are now at my hands. Erestor is a gentle and caring
elf…what you did to him…eh, you deserve worse then what I am about to do to
you” Nenuial then leapt out of the hole that was now taller then him, opened
the grain sack and upended it. The men gasped as they watched the viper’s
freefall into the pit.
The elven warrior then grabbed
the owner, stood him at the edge, and without a word, shoved him into the pit.
The three remaining men cringed as they heard there boss screaming, mingled
with the sound of the snakes striking over and over. Nenuial then slowly turned
his gaze from the pit and narrowed his eyes “Who is next…no volunteers? Then I
must chose” One by one they were dropped into the large hole.
The red slayer watched as the
edains movements became slower and slower, then reached over, grabbed the
shovel and began to replace the dirt over there struggling forms. Once filled,
Nenuial tamped the soil, replaced the shrubs that had been removed, leapt into
a nearby tree and settled down to observe the newly filled grave.
Glorfindel woke to find a mass
of dark hair lying wisped over his face. The seneschal inhaled his loves scent
and sighed “Mmm, Elrond…wake my love…Elrond” The lord of Imladris stirred “Nay”
“Nai melanin, it is time to wake” Elrond cuddled close and squeezed “Nay, I am
staying in bed this day…and so are you” Glorfindel chucked “Sounds good to me
melanin, I would suggest that you move over though” Elrond opened his eyes and
furrowed his brow “Why” The seneschal stretched “Because if I know Elladan and
Elrohir, they will come searching for you when you miss morning meal, and they
will more then likely crawl into our bed for a chat” Elrond rolled his eyes
“Urgh…very well, I’m up”
As Elrond, Glorfindel, Erestor
and the twins ate their meal, one of the border sentries entered the room “My
lord” “Yes?” “My lord, I am an elf of many centuries, but I have never
witnessed this before” “Well? Continue” “My lord, there is a tree…approaching”
Elrond raised his brow “An Ent? Rare for them to visit, but not unheard of”
“Nay my lord, not an Ent, a tree…it is swathing its way thru the ground, as
first I thought is was just wanting to relocate, but it is headed directly to
the courtyard as we speak”
Everyone filed out the main
doors and to there surprise, there at the bottom of the steps, stood said tree.
Elrond slowly walked forward, the healer in him spying the shorn limbs “Welcome
to Rivendel new friend, I can see that you are injured, is that what brings you
to this haven?” The tree swayed and creaked “…nenuial…” Everyone gasped and
Erestor approached “I know you do I not, I gave you greetings as I past…right
before…” Erestor trailed off then smiled “…Welcome to Rivendel, you said
Nenuial?” The tree pulsed “…nenuial…bid…me…come…”
Erestor looked to Elrond and
received a smile and nod. The adviser turned back to the tree “I know a
beautiful place, right next to a wisteria garden…would you like that?” “…nai…”
Everyone followed as Erestor led the tree to the aforementioned spot “Is this
to your liking?” The tree pulsed and quaked, suddenly the ground rumbled as the
tree settled into the soil and sighed.
Five days had past and Erestor
sat in his study going over some old tomes. A sudden shudder swept his body and
his eyes darted to the balcony. Erestor smiled and jumped from his seat “Nenu!”
The elven slayer opened his arms and embraced his love “Erestor ore-nin”
The adviser stepped back and
smiled “You know, you can use the door instead of scaling the walls”
Nenuial shrugged “Occupational habit” Erestor chuckled and shook his head “And
again, here you are clad only in your leggings…I dare say, I have excellent
taste, I think I have the fairest…m…mate?” Nenuial nodded “Nai, life mate”
Erestor blushed then gasped “Oh dear, I must warn you…Glorfindel told Elrond
about…when he found you as an elfling…” The warrior smiled at the memory “And?”
“Well, after you left we walked to the guards and chatted, I dismissed myself
but did not leave, I thought I would try and spy like you do” “And?”
The adviser shook his head
“Elrond commented that since he and Glorfindel are bound, and the twins are like
sons to him…well, since you are like a son to Glorfindel, Elrond said
that he would welcome you as his son as well” Nenuial blanched “What?
Wait…he…he is welcoming me as a son due to Glorfindel?” “Nai” “B…but he is not
my Adar…I mean, not really” “Nenu, he called you son to get his clothing back
after swimming…and you called him Ada when he found you, you came to visit him,
and you were the first elf he wished to visit in Mirkwood. You broke your cover
to chat with him…and on a few occasions I have heard you wanting to call him
Adar…you said ‘ad…Glorfindel’”
Nenuial blinked “Ai you are
an observant adviser…any other frightening news other then Elrond?” Erestor bit
his lip “Nnnai” The warrior dropped his head and sighed “Alright, I am ready
melanin…what is it” “I was not the only one spying…the twins also overhead the
entire conversation…when Elrond and Glorfindel left, they commented about
having…an…” Erestor sighed “…an elder brother” Nenuial’s eyes widened as he
groaned loudly “Oh Valar help me”
Erestor then cleared his throat
“N…Nenu did…did you…” The warrior reached forward, caressed his cheek and
whispered “Melanin…my dark beauty…you need never worry about them again, they
breathe no more” Erestor stared at the floor and silently nodded. Nenuial lifted
his gaze “Erestor…ore-nin…my lovely mate…one of the edain had something on him,
it is of elvish design so…I thought it may be yours”
Nenuial pulled the small object
from his pocket and handed it forth. Erestor broke into tears and whispered in
shock “My…my Naneth’s ring…I…they took it from me that…f…first night, I never
thought I would see it again…” Erestor wrapped his arms around Nenuial’s waist
“Hannon le melanin, hannon le”
After a few minutes, Erestor
released his love “We…we should go…it is almost time for midday meal, and I am
sure you wish to see Glorfindel…and his bravado aside…I know he missed you and
worried”
TBC………………………
Translations:
Ore-nin----------------------My
heart
Mellon-nin-------------------My
friend
Melanin----------------------My
love
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