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Title: By Sunlight and Moonlight
Author: Elvensong
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Summary: Glorfindel wishes to know more about the elusive
advisor to Elrond and in so doing gets caught up in his story and his curse.
A/N: This chapter
took a bit longer because I was searching for direction. Then I took my daily
jog and got some wonderful ideas so you will hopefully see chapter eight soon.
Chapter Seven
Soaking up the sun on a hillside I thought about my current
puzzle.
It had taken me a few moments to gain such privacy. The
twins were at their worst begging for some extra weapons training, but I was
just not in the mood to give lessons. I had taught them new moves all day
yesterday and still their excitement was not sated. So, I decided to play a
little bit of a trick on them. I conveniently still had a finger trap from
Lothlorien and decided to give the twins a puzzle of their own. Quickly, I
placed one end on Elrohir’s finger and the other on Elladan’s. Now they would
have to work together in order to figure out how to free themselves.
“Glorfin rel release us from this!” They both pulled on it,
only making it tighter, but not so tight as to hurt them.
“Elladan, stop pulling!”
“You first!”
“No, you!”
“Let go of me!”
“I can’t!”
I knew now I could sneak out and not have any twin
interruptions for a while.
So I sat and thought that if a way to solve this problem was
spoken in the curse than surely it must be possible. Yet, I had thought it over
for weeks now without an answer. All I had gained was frustration on my part.
Erestor, amazingly, did not spend more than a moment thinking of it. He was
resigned to his fate and did not wish to waste his valuable time debating that
which he did not subscribe to.
But I could not leave it. Try as I might, my mind would not
wander from this mystery and I knew it had to be solved.
Even with this to occupy my mind, another thought stayed
with me. I was doing so much pondering, very impressive for a mere soldier,
even one as famous as I.
Sometimes more powerful than the need to free Erestor of his
prison, was the thought of his beauty and my feelings for him. Throughout this
ordeal, they grew even stronger and somewhere in the back of my mind a small
voice began to speak to me. I knew in my heart that I was falling in love with him,
as I never had with another. Even with this spell, even with the uncertain
future that followed him like a shroud, I could love him. Even with this curse
holding him captive, I loved him and with all my heart. Adding to my previous
problem was the one of how to win him. Erestor is so afraid of anyone being
near to him, how do I overcome that? How do I make him see that I love hnd
nd
that unlike anyone who has come before I love him knowing his great secrets?
There is plenty of time to break through the shell around his heart. I could
wait for the time when he allows me near to his heart and soul.
I could not spend anr enr entire afternoon sitting on a
hillside. There was work to be done.
Slowly, I traveled back into the house. How I hated to be
indoors working on a day like this, but we all have duties that must be
performed.
During dinner that night we were regaled by the twins about
their day and I was spited for my cruelty. This was the cause for a noisy
evening.
“We can’t wait for tomorrow when we have more lessons!”
Elladan said enthusiastically, “Great warriors they will call us!”
Elrohir, who had never before shown interest for weapons
training nodded as well, “The twins terrors of Imladris!”
“They already have that name.” Elrond said quickly gained a
couple of dirty looks from his sons.
I watched Erestor, seeing slight amusement in his face as he
ate his dinner. When the twins went more into their new favorite subject I
snuck a couple words to him. “Would you care to play chess with me later
tonight?”
He glanced my qui quickly before nodding. “I would be
honored to match wits with you, Glorfindel.” I smiled at him before returning
my gaze to the dessert tray.
After the twins were released from a language lesson with
the advisor we went to his chambers to play our game. His living room was a
nice place with a warm fireplace and comforting books lining the walls in old
bookcases. He obviously has within him a passion for the written word found in
no other.
We were deep into our game with the silence we played in
surprisingly companionable. No words were needed as the figures moved and
danced on the board. I do not know if it was late night or very early morning
when he spoke for the first time.
“You have been worrying over me, my friend.” He said calmly,
“I would ask that you let the matter rest.”
I looked him in the eye to see if there was real sincerity
in his words. “You suffer and I would try to stop it. It is my duty and also my
desire.”
Knight takes pawn; pawn takes bishop and more time passed.
“This has been my life for many years.”
“That does not mean that you cannot yet be free.” I
retorted.
Rook checks king; knight blocks.
He sighed, “Why does it mean so much to you?”
“I am captain and you live in my lands. I care greatly.”
Queen takes knight; king takes rook.
Erestor looked up at me, the firelight dancing in his eyes. “So
I am but a lost and suffering charge?”
“No.” I said quickly, “You are more than that.”
He stood up and I joined him walking across the table to be
closer to him, to give my words as much meaning as possible.
“I care for you, Erestor.”
For the first time since I had known him, hope began to
shine in his eyes, “You do?” he asked quietly.
“Aye.”
I leaned towards him, to close the gap even more. Our
breaths mingled in the air and the tension was unbearable. Just when I was
going to lean in to touch his sweet lips with mine, his eyes focused away from
me. His gaze went over my shoulder and I turned to look.
He was looking out the window.
Twilight was brightening and the reds of the early morning
were swiftly turning orange. Dawn was approaching.
“Forgive me, Glorfindel, I have stayed too long and must
take my leave of you.”
A swift motion of wind and he was gone.
I almost screamed my frustration to the predawn light.
I sat back down and mulled things over in my mind and a good
feeling began to come over me. Erestor showed interest back to me. He had
always showed me he was my friend in his own cool and distant way, but now he
demonstrated that there was more locked away in his heart. New hope began to
grow inside of me and I almost danced to my office not feeling the effects of
the long night.
As I was writing a proficiency report on one of my guards a
knock interrupted my thoughts.
“Come in.” I called.
The door opened and revealed Elrond and I stood to greet
him. “Please sit down my friend,” he began “we have much to discuss.”
“Wha our our topic then?” I went to the small table that
contained glasses and a flash of wine and poured two glasses.
Taking a glass, Elrond looked up at me from the seat he had
taken across from my desk. “Erestor and his predicament.”
Sitting in my big comfortable chair I bade him to continue.
“The Valar last night gave to me a vision.”
“Interesting.” I said offhand. The Lord of Imladris has the
great power of foresight and also one of the rings of power. Visions and things
of that nature were not a foreign concept to him.
“Very interesting indeed, Glorfindel.” He continued, “They
granted me a clue of how Erestor can escape his cursed fate. A bit of knowledge
that could be very useful.”
I was shocked and suddenly found myself sitting forward in
my chair, “They told you how the spell might be broken?”
He shook his head, “Visions are never that clear,
Glorfindel. No, they only have me insight. Opened the door a bit allowing me to
peek inside and no more.”
“What did they show you?”
“That in four weeks there shall be a moment when Erestor can
confront Asenath and be rid of his eternal night. He must seek her out, my
friend, and face his greatest foe.”
I let the words hang in the air and thought them over. “He
would never do it, Elrond. Erestor cannot face her.”
“He must.” Elrond said sternly, “Otherwise he will lose this
chance and I cannot guarantee another.”
The moment slipped away as we sat there, “I would talk to
him about it.” But I knew what his answer would be. If I didn’t try though, I
would regret robbing him of this chance forever.
TBC
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