This is an amateur effort and does not intend to infringe on the rights of J.R.R. Tolkien. No profit is made and no harm is intended.
This is a triple drabble for Binky, who wanted Lord of the Rings! Merry Christmas!
“You are always invited to come with us, cousin.”
Erestor looked at Gildor. “I know, but Elrond wishes me to stay and help him raise his sons.”
Erestor and Gildor, in “Erestor”.
Erestor stood with Elrond on the balcony, watching Gildor and his company leaving. Glorfindel was going with them up to the first settlement of Men, and would be back in a few days. Looking at them Erestor remembered old days, when Ereinion was still alive and they hoped for peace together.
They had peace now, but Ereinion was no longer alive…
“Are you having second thoughts, Erestor?”
Erestor shook his head. “No, I have decided to stay and stop wandering for a while.”
“I am grateful. I want Imladris to be a peaceful refuge for those who need a rest from the outside world. I need yours and Glorfindel’s strength to accomplish this.”
“What about Gildor?”
“I would have his help too, but he is reluctant to stay.”
Erestor smiled. “He is not used to children.”
“He helped you to raise me and my brother.”
“Precisely… If they are anything like you and Elros, we will have our hands full as soon as they start to walk.”
Elrond laughed. “We weren’t that bad.”
“Says the one who used my accounting scrolls to write a story about birds and butterflies…”
Elrond had the grace to blush. “Elros said you wouldn’t mind.”
It was Erestor’s turn to laugh. “Elros was quite convincing when it came to mischief, wasn’t he?”
“He was. I miss him, you know?”
“I miss him too. Maybe one day, when the world ends, you will meet him again. After all, nobody knows what Eru has in mind for them.”
Elrond nodded. “I hope you are right, and somehow I can see my twin again. His choice was not only personal, I believe. The Valar needed a leader of Men for Númenor. We have no such situation now, so I hope my sons stay together, whatever their choice is.”