69. The Plot Thickens
“Daer ada found it one day when he was out riding. We told him what we wanted to do and that we could not find a good site to build it on. We asked for his help and he said the Valar guided his steps here. We had help from Glorfindel and a few others who were glad to assist us with the actual building. We tried to keep the numbers small to limit the knowledge of the location secret. We don’t think even ada knows about the valley.”
“It is beautiful, I know we will enjoy it in all the years ahead.”
“Let me show you the cabin. It is just across the pond but behind that stand of trees.“
They followed the narrow track until it ended in a small graceful cabin tucked in under the tall pines that shielded it. Its gabled roofline swooped down nearly reaching the ground and was shingled like the buildings in the main Imladris complex. Along each side were a series of louvered doors which when opened let the walls disappear but when closed turned the small building into a snug warm peaceful retreat.
Dismounting their horses, they entered into the outer room. There were deep thick rugs spread on the stone floor and a long divan was placed in front of the stone fireplace. Piles of colorful pillows were placed about the floor and there was a large cupboard where there were stored food, wine, dishes and a couple of small cooking pots. The small sleeping room beyond held a large comfortable bed covered in beautiful rich linens and a wardrobe for spare covers and their cloths.
Amarie turned to Elladan and hugged him. “Thank you, this is the most wonderful gift that has ever been given me,” she grinned up at him, “with the exception of your father and that of the Valar of course.”
Elladan hugged her back, “We all think you are the best gift ada has ever received. Now I will leave you. Is there anything you want done before I go?”
“Only the pack from my horse, I think that is everything.”
He grinned at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “This is one prank Elrohir and I would enjoy watching, but our daer odhron would have our hides. Rest easy, Amarie, here is your and ada’s private place. Glorfindel will insure none cross through its boundaries.”
After he had left, Amarie had wandered about exploring the beautiful little valley. When she was quite familiar with it she smiled to herself and returned to the cabin. Grateful to Galadriel for her lessons that allowed her to shield her thoughts and keep this wonderful secret and the plans she had made, she began the preparations for that evening and, she hoped, the re-igniting of the physical hunger and passion that they had shared first in the dreams and then later before they had shared the bond. She appreciated the closeness that the bond had brought them and she was delighted that she now carried his hin. But she was not a fragile elleth to be treated with restraint and gentleness; she needed his hunger to respond to hers.
*Meleth, will you not join me on the dream paths this night? *
*Amarie, where are you, why have I not felt your presence this whole day? * Came the worried and angry voice of her elf lord.
*You must seek me even as you sought me in the beginning meleth nin. I await you in a special place. *
*How can I do that? We no longer travel the dream paths to each other. You are here in Imladris, just across the garden from me. *
*But I am not, ind nin. There is a horse waiting in the courtyard for you. He will bring you to me. Dress for a ride, meleth, and wear a warm cloak for the evening grows cool, even if there is no snow. *
He had a vision of a dream and he smiled remembering the one she alluded to.
*I will find you lirimaer where ever you are. *
*I await you meleth nin, my lord, *
Elrond strode rapidly from his private library into his rooms and stopped abruptly when he saw Elrohir standing at his bedroom door. Frowning he looked at him.
“What are you doing here?”
“I am here to help you get ready, ada.”
“Is this some prank you and your brother have dreamed up?”
“No Elrond meldir, it is a special gift we have created for Amarie and you.” Came the voice of his father in law.
Looking behind his son to the tall figure of Celeborn standing just inside his bedroom he saw riding cloths laid out on the bed.
“Hurry, ada, soon it will be dark and you have a little way to go. Amarie is waiting for you.”
“Where is she? How can I find her?”
Celeborn laughed, “All in good time meldir nin, all in good time.”
Elrond soon found himself dressed, mounted on Gilpada and moving down a narrow track leading east from Imladris. He was surprised how much it did indeed feel as though he travelled the dream paths to Amarie again and he felt his excitement rising once more. An hour later Gilpada turned up a narrow valley and stopped momentarily at a rock fall. Lifting his head he sifted the scents on the night air. Satisfied when he found what he sought, he whickered softly and climbed through the rock fall entering a narrow cut. Elrond paused when he found himself on the edge of a tiny lake situated at the beginning of a small circular valley. A full moon revealed the narrow track that beckoned him. Frowning he sought back through a millennia years of memory and knew that knowledge of this valley was not among them.
*Meleth nin, welcome, you are near. Will you not join me? *
Meleth nin-my love
Ind nin- my heart
Meldir nin-my friend (male)
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