Child of frost

Children of tomorrow

Elrond was trying to stay calm, to stay optimistic but it was so darn hard. Aytha had to stay in bed now and he had drugged her to make her sleep just to prevent her from losing all strength and Dilloth and Meril never left her side. They all were in despair. Elrond had to admit that the mechanisms behind this urge did make him curious but it also made him feel very sad. Aytha did suffer because of this, and she didn't deserve that at all. He tried to be a healer first and foremost but it wasn't easy at all. Galadriel had gone off into the woods for a while after their conversation and when she returned she looked tired and yet relieved. Why he had no clue. Glorfindel was refusing to budge and he did avoid them all, he was barely able to leave his rooms by now and everybody knew that something was wrong.

Elrond tried to keep a lid on the truth for as long as possible and nobody had a slip of the tongue but rumours did spread rather fast. Elrond just hoped that Galadriel managed to get Glorfindel's lover Belegorno back there fast. If the golden haired one didn't listen to the healer he ought to at least pay attention to what his lover said. A couple of days went by and then Belegorno suddenly rode into the courtyard followed by a very odd looking person. Elrond had to gape when he saw the brown wizard, the last time Radagast visited Imladris he had worn a cape completely covered with live moss and there had been a small flock of bats living in his hat. Now the bats had been replaced by a couple of starlings and the cape was starting to look like the start of a young forest with saplings and vines. Radagast grinned widely. "The lady told me that this fellow here was needed back home so I did move with haste and here he is, as requested. What is the rush about?"

Belegorno was a very tall noldo with sleek black hair and soft blue eyes, he was a skilled warrior and renowned for his skills with the spear but he was also a very level headed person and Elrond did respect the ellon. Belegorno was old and experienced and he never allowed his feelings to run amok. Now the warrior dismounted and stared at Elrond, the healer could see the concern in his eyes. "What is happening? Radagast told me something is wrong with Glorfindel?"

Elrond sighed and nodded slowly. "He is right, that is the truth yes. Follow me, I will explain but you do need a stiff drink first for this...is rather unique"

Belegorno frowned and looked worried, he followed Elrond to his office and Elrond poured a very generous amount of miruvor into a cup before handing it to the dark haired warrior. "Here, you'll need it"

Belegorno blinked and he was a bit pale. "Lord Elrond, is he dying?!"

Elrond sat down and felt very old all of a sudden, and weak. "No, not yet but...there is a possibility he will fade"

Belegorno threw the miruvor back and coughed, his eyes rolled a bit for the drink was very strong indeed. "Do explain, please!"

Elrond took a deep breath. "Belegorno, does he listen to you? How deep is your connection?"

Belegorno bit his lower lip. "We are very close yes, and he does listen to me, we respect each other"

Elrond nodded. "Good, now, you do know of the elleth who was found in the high lakes?"

Belegorno nodded, his eyes narrow. "The gorgeous but somewhat odd redhead yes?"

Elrond brazed himself and started telling of the current situation and Belegorno just gaped and looked a bit shocked. "Are you telling me that he will perish unless he beds her?"

Elrond looked down, feeling extremely uncomfortable. "Basically yes"

Belegorno made some odd grimaces. "Elrond, he only beds males. He is as gay as they come. Yes, he has tried to sleep with females but it didn't do anything for him at all. You cannot tell me that this is the only solution? It cannot be done by anyone else?"