Married To An Elf 12

Married To An Elf

Part 12

Posted: November 2, 2007
Title: Married To An Elf
Author: Inwë Sáralondë

Summary: Elladan finds Elrohir.

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When Elrohir heard the horse approaching, he knew the rider would be Elladan. He grimaced slightly. He still felt a little annoyed at Elladan for having realised that they were more than just brothers and had not said anything. However, truth be told, even though he had overheard his grandmother’s words he had not been ready to take things further. He sighed. Elladan had confessed he had wondered what it would be like to make love to his mirror image, that he desired his younger twin. If Elrohir was going to be honest with himself, what Elladan had said had frightened him.

The horse had stopped, and Elrohir’s keen hearing discerned the moment his brother had alighted from his horse. Moments later, Elladan stepped into the cave.

“Do you have any water?” Elladan asked casually. “I am parched after my ride.”

Elrohir reached for a water skin and wordlessly handed it to his brother. After taking a deep swallow, he gave it back to Elrohir. “What, no word of welcome?”

The younger twin shook his head wearily. “What would you like me to say?”

“How about something along the lines of: ‘Sorry I ran out on you and worrying everybody in the process’?” Elladan’s voice was faintly mocking.

Elrohir sighed. “Can we not discuss this later, Elladan? Suffice to say, I needed some time to myself – something that you, especially, should understand. After all, did you not say just days ago that you ‘wanted the freedom to be able to be on your own’?”

Elladan bowed his head slightly at the rebuke, his lips compressing into a thin line. Whether he liked it or not, Elrohir had a point. “We need to return to the house,” he said quietly. “Erestor has requested specifically that we help him get ready for the ceremony; we can not let him down.”

“You are changing the subject again, Elladan.”

“You *did* say you wanted to discuss this later, Elrohir.”

“I was actually referring to what I had said after that,” the younger Peredhel responded.

“I did not see the need to,” Elladan said. “Or must I always say ‘you are right’ to appease you?”

“No, Elladan,” Elrohir said tiredly. “Come, as you say, we can not let Erestor down.” Stepping out of the cave, he quickly saddled his horse and mounted, gathering the reins in his hands.

Elladan watched his brother silently before mounting his horse as well, and they both rode back to the house, each caught up in their own thoughts.

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Elvish translations:

Peredhel – half elf

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