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Part 1�
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The King had watched Erestor for days before finally making his wishes known. Erestor had just finished his training as a scribe, although he hardly needed it.�
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New to the King�s employment, he started off the first council meeting with a powerful and intelligent attitude. So beautiful, so brilliant. Every meeting Erestor was at, he dominated with his personality, and drew attention with his clever ideas. �

His hair was tightly plaited against the sides of his head and wound into a single braid that hung past midway down his back. He sat down after presenting a new idea for the King�s defenses.�

Gil-Galad cleared his throat and Erestor turned his head sharply. Without even blinking, the King rose. �That is an outstanding idea� Erestor. I would like to speak to you after the meeting. Please see me in my office.� Gil-Galad looked right at Erestor, who�s gaze did not falter. Erestor inclined his head in a manner of respect, and then remained silent for the duration of the meeting. �

Inside, Erestor was a wreck. What could the King possibly want with him? He had only been in the King�s employ as a scribe for little over a week. Was his idea really that good? He had to fight the urge to look at the King, wanting only to stare openly at the tall broad shouldered elf before him. *He is the King!!* He told himself. It took much strength not to hang his head in shame.�

After the meeting was done, Erestor sat there, waiting for others to leave so that he could compose himself before going to the King�s� office. �

Once everyone had left, Erestor slumped in his chair, and dropped his face into his hands. He did not see or hear the other elf that watched him silently from an alcove across the room. The hidden elf clenched his fists. He had seen the way that the King had looked at Erestor. *He has no right. Erestor should be mine*��

Absent-mindedly stroking the handle of the dagger on the right side of his belt, he thought of how Erestor would feel in his arms. He imagined the darker elf panting as he kissed his neck an caressed him. *You do not know it yet, but you will be mine Erestor* He slipped out another entrance, and began to formulate a plan.�

Gil-Galad informed his guards that Erestor would be coming to see him, and to bring him in straight away. Then, he went to his office and sat behind his large desk. Unable to sit still, the King began to pace. Finally, he could stand no more even though it had only been a few minutes. He went to the door and asked the guards if they had seen Erestor. Upon learning they hadn�t, he sent for another guard to go and see if something was amiss.� �

Erestor rose slowly, knowing he could not keep the King waiting any longer. As he reached for the door, it opened and a guard stood before him. �Is there something wrong Scribe Erestor? The King awaits you.��

Erestor stammered, �I�I was just on my way there.� �

�Very well. Follow me.� The guard said as he started out for the King��s office. ��

Erestor hoped the guard had not seen the color in his cheeks, which would probably last for a few more minutes. �

Too quickly they reached the royal rooms, and the guards stepped aside allowing their fellow guard and the scribe behind him into the receiving room. Erestor took a deep breath. The guard�s face softened into a smile, �Worry not, the King is not displeased with you. The opposite is happens to be true in this matter.���

Erestor managed a small smile as he was gestured into the King�s office. �

It took everything in his being not to gasp when Gil-Galad rose and came toward Erestor. The nervous elf bowed, �how may I help you your highness?�� �

A gentle smile appeared on the King�s face, and he reached out to take Erestor��s hand. �I�..� The King found himself faltering slightly.�

Erestor looked up at him, questioningly. �You need only ask for what you need. I am here to serve you.�� �

That made Gil-Galad smile more. He sighed and turned slightly, �I need to ask you something. But it is not an order.��

Erestor looked perplexed. �You need not hesitate my King. I would do whatever I can to serve you.�� �

Gil-Galad spun back toward Erestor, �Would you?� �

�Yes. Of course I would. You are the King, and it is my job to serve you however I can.� �

Gil-Galad was silent. He appeared to be summoning his courage. �Would you then meet me this evening, in my private dining room?��

Taken aback, Erestor stared at his King. �Yes Sire, of course I would.�� �

Gil-Galad beamed, reached for Erestor�s other hand and held them close. �Wonderful! I will see you then, for evening meal.� �

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Walking down the corridor, Erestor was completely wrapped in his own thoughts. *What could the King possibly want of me? Surely he is not interested in me* Erestor did not notice the elf that followed him in the shadows as he neared the wing for the King��s employees. � �

Erestor quickly got his outer robe and a towel and headed to the baths. It was early in the day, and he found himself alone. Discarding his robe and sinking into the fresh, cool water he closed his eyes. He washed himself, then let his thoughts drift., Before him he imagined the great King, taking his robe off, and then the rest of his clothes. Standing in all of his glory before him, he beckoned to Erestor. �No!� Erestor said aloud. He looked around, relieved to still be alone, �� I should not be having such thoughts about the King.� Suddenly, he felt cold steel against his throat and instantly stiffened.�

�No, you should not. You should be thinking of me. You should be mine. I have waited for you all these years. How dare you ignore me, now that you have passed your majority and completed your training?��

�I��Please, remove the blade so that we may talk.� Erestor wracked his brain to try and remember who this elf was. The voice was familiar, but�who was it? The blade was pulled away, and Erestor turned around. �Maeglin?�� �

He elf now in front of him narrowed his eyes, �I have waited for you. Since you were an elfling. I watched you grow, become an adult. Your entire growing I waited for you. Then you began to train as a scribe! I thought I could wait no longer, but you were worth it.��

�I�do not recall you ever saying anything to me. I had no idea that you pursued me. I����

�You knew! Your parents would not let me talk to you, but they told me over and over that you were not interested in me. So, I waited. Now you are alone and I will have you. Out of the water, and get dressed.��

Erestor paused only a moment to gather his strength. If he was to have a chance, he had to do something before the mad elf got him to a remote place. There would be other elves roaming the halls, and coming to bathe. �

�Hurry it along Erestor, I am patient no longer.� He tossed Erestor his robe, and looked around nervously. �Say nothing to anyone, or I will kill you.�� ��

Erestor had no doubt in his mind that the other elf spoke the truth. He put his robe on, and tied it in front. He looked at his captor, and Maeglin pointed toward the door. �

Erestor knew that he had to act soon. As they entered the corridor, he saw his chance when Meaglin looked the other way down the hall.�

Erestor threw his arms around Maeglin, and pinned his arms to his sides. A struggle ensued, but Erestor was no match for the enraged elf.

It ended up with Erestor pinned to the floor. �Why to you fight me? Do you not want me? How can you do this?��

Erestor tried to think quickly, �I don�t even know you Meaglin. I am not in love with you, and this is certainly not the way to try and gain my affection.�� The last thing he remembered was a sharp pain emanating from his side and many voices, Then all went black.� �

Peaceful music. The smell of lilacs. Erestor�s eyes fluttered open. He gasped, for before him was the face of the King. �Erestor!� The King exclaimed, and squeezed the hand he had held since the night before. �

�My King? What has happened? Are you alright? Was I injured���

Gil-Galad looked nervously to the healer who stood next to him. �It is normal my King for him not to remember. He has had several herbs that will cloud his memory.��

Gil-Galad sighed his relief, then turned back to Erestor. �You were attacked my sweet. By Maeglin. Apparently, he has had feelings for you for some time. Did you know of this?� �

Erestor blinked as his memory began to come back to him. �He told me this in the baths, but I had no prior knowledge. He said my parents had turned him away many times. I can see why they would if he is capable of attacking another elf.�� �

�Alright my King, as much as it pains me, I must ask you to let Erestor rest. You may stay, but please allow him to rest. I will get him a tea to help him to sleep so that he can heal.� �

Gil-Galad nodded his agreement, �Of course. I will not be so restless now that he has woken.�� The healer nodded and smiled and went off to get the sleeping tea.� �

Erestor looked at his King as the reality of what happened came back even more, �I was stabbed���� �

The King caressed the side of Erestor�s face with the back of his hand. �Yes, you were. But that will not happen again. Maeglin has been confined and will await trial. But you need not worry about that. Only concern yourself with getting better, so that we may have our evening meal together when you are better.���

If Erestor thought the last comment odd, he said nothing. The healer brought the tea in then, and Erestor drank it quickly and drifted back to sleep.� �

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The next two days the King suspended his duties and sat next to Erestor. Erestor remained in a healing sleep aided with the tea. The healer did his best to reassure the King. �Will he be alright?� The King asked quietly.� �

�He should recover fully my King. No organs were hit, but he lost a lot of blood due to laying unattended for the first several minutes. The elves that had happened upon him as he was stabbed would have of course helped him right away, but they had to subdue Meaglin to ensure their safety and the Erestor wouldn�t be attacked further.� He can go back to his rooms in a week or so, as soon as he is able to walk and the wound has closed. If he had a mate, he could go sooner, but he has no one to care for him that I am aware of.��

The King thought a moment, �What if I were to find someone to care for him, to stay with him so that he might heal in his own rooms?� � �

�That would be fine my King. He could be brought there tomorrow, in the afternoon. Can you have someone there by then?� The healer asked.�

�Yes, bring him then and all will be ready.��

The King spent the rest of the day in a much happier mood. When Erestor awoke, he was greeted by Gil-Galad�s bright smile.�

�You are here again my King? It is wonderful to see you, but I do not want to keep you from your duties. I will be fine my lord. I am quite comfortable, and have little pain. I will return to my duties as soon as I am allowed.�� �

�That is not why I am here Erestor. I�..am concerned for you and I would see you well. Please relax and let yourself heal. There is no rush for you to return to your duties. Tomorrow however, you will be returning to your rooms to heal.� �

�And now I must ask you to let Erestor rest and for you to get some as well my King. He will only be sleeping this evening, as you should be.� The healer looked at him seriously. �

The King nodded, �I would like a moment alone with my scribe, then I will go.���

�Very well my King,� the healer smiled and left the room. �

Gil-Glad looked down into the questioning eyes of Erestor, and smiled. The King�s eyes were full of concern. �Erestor�� he began, his voice faltering. �I am so very glad to see you recovering, and I am looking forward to having that evening meal with you soon.� With that, the King bent down and placed his lips to Erestor�s then quickly left the room.� �

When the healer returned to his patient, he found Erestor staring at the ceiling, blinking. �Is something wrong Erestor? Are you in pain?�� �

Erestor focused, then shook his head slightly, �no, I am well. Just �.confused. The King�he has been here several times? It seems he has been here whenever I awake.�� �

The healer smiled and gently rested a hand on his patient�s arm, �he has been here since shortly after you were brought in. He was quite worried about you. He has not slept for two days except for a nap or two in the chair. He will be back tomorrow early no doubt. Rest now, for tomorrow you will be returning to your rooms.� �

Part 2�

Erestor woke, but did not open his eyes. Had the King really kissed him? Maybe he is very affectionate. No, it must have been a dream. When the room came into focus, was greeted immediately by the healer who was gathering bandages and herbs to bring with Erestor to his rooms. �Do you feel like walking today?�� �

�I think I can manage a short walk,� Erestor said with a smile. The healer helped Erestor to his feet, and held onto his good side to support him. Once satisfied that Erestor would not fall, he let him take a few steps on his own. � �

�It appears that you are well on your way to healing. Make sure that you do not overdue it though, or you will end up back here.��

Erestor smiled, �I will be most careful then.� He sat back on the bed and looked eagerly at the breakfast that had been brought. Before eating, he asked, ��has the King been by today?��

The healer looked at the disappointed face of the scribe and smiled again,�� the King stopped by when you were still asleep. I would not let him wake you. He said that he would see you in your rooms this afternoon.� �

Erestor brightened some upon hearing that he would see Gil-Galad later, yet he remained subdued as he ate. �

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Erestor began to fidget. It was not like him, yet he was so anxious to get to his rooms and hopefully see the King, he couldn�t help but be a little agitated. �Will we leave soon?� He asked the healer.�

�We are exactly three minutes closer to leaving than we were the last time you asked. Patience. I am waiting for another healer to arrive to make sure your transfer is safe. He is not due to arrive for another hour. I want you to stay here until then to be sure you are still stable.�� �

Erestor sighed, �alright, I will try to wait patiently. It is just that�� Erestor stopped short.� �

�I know Erestor. You wish to see the King. He has promised to be at your rooms this afternoon. One more hour will certainly not kill you.��

�I suppose it will not.� Erestor settled back down on his bed and resolved to rest until then.� �

Erestor made his way slowly down the corridor, a healer on each side of him. Upon reaching his rooms, the door was opened and Erestor�s eyes settled on the stunning figure of the King. Not in his regular robes, he looked different. Clad in only leggings and a light tunic, he reached out and took Erestor�s hand. ��Come in and sit Erestor. Your bed is ready and there are plenty of pillows to keep you comfortable.��

Erestor nodded wordlessly, and went over to his bed at sat. The healer set the sack or bandages and herbs on a table near the bed. �There are clean bandages for several days here. The herbs in the dark brown leather bag are for healing, and the others in the tan leather are for pain. If you need anything at all, do not hesitate to ask. Even if it seems trivial or foolish, I would much rather answer a simple question than find a problem because� I was not asked.��

�Very well healer. Thank you.� The King said. �

The healers turned to leave and Erestor spoke up, �but my King, there is no one else here. Surely you will not be here long, is someone else coming to help me?��� �

The head healer turned around and looked at the confused scribe, �oh I am afraid that you will heave to put up with the King for a while longer. He will be caring for you.� Erestor thought he saw a broad smile on both healers faces as they turned again and left.�

�My King,� Erestor began, �surely you have much more pressing matters to attend to. You cannot spend all of your time here caring for me. Perhaps you could send for one of the other young scribes and they would be able to help me.�� �

Gil-Galad smiled kindly, and sat next to Erestor. He reached up and caressed the scribe��s cheek softly. �I have needed a vacation for a long time. This will be the perfect opportunity for be to take a break from my daily tasks. I am confident that the members of my staff are capable. If they should have an emergency, they know I am here.�� �

Erestor blushed, �they know you are here my King? Do�do they not find that odd?�� �

�They would not dare question my reasons. Besides that, a few of them know of my��.affection for you.� Gil-Galad looked hopefully at the young elf sitting next to him.� �

�Your�affection for me? It was not a dream then that you kissed me?�� Erestor widened his eyes in shock.�

�No, it was not a dream Erestor. I am drawn to you, and I wish to pursue you, and court you if you would let me. It would please me greatly to take care of you until you heal. We can get to know each other better during that time.� The King looked at the young scribe hopefully.��

Erestor blinked, then looked into the kind eyes in front of him. �I�you have taken me by surprise my King. Will not others think it odd that you are with a lowly scribe?�� �

�My staff know better than to challenge me on such matters. I chose who I will be with. What is the point of being the King if I cannot make the rules?� the King smiled broadly. �
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Part 3�

Erestor was not used to being doted upon, and felt rather strange laying there and having the King care for him. He was made comfortable in his bed, then Gil-Galad went to let the servant in the hallway know to bring a tray of food for the evening meal in a couple hours. The King then returned to Erestor, who was waiting anxiously.� �

The King sat down gently on the bed next to Erestor, careful not to jar him. �My King, you will not hurt me. My pain is minimal.� Erestor thought of moving over, but decided that he wanted the pain to remain minimal.��

The King looked deep in thought for a few moments, then turned to Erestor, �I��..do not usually hesitate saying what is on my mind. However, being with you somehow makes me nervous. I feel as though I am in my youth again. You must know by now that I have feelings for you. May I court you?���

Erestor��s eyes got rather big and he looked like a frightened deer for a moment.� When he was able to speak, he found himself stammering as well. �I��would be honored my King, but I am so young. Surely you would be happier with someone older.��

�No Erestor,� Gil-Galad shook his head. � I do not want someone older. It is you I want and you whom I wish to pursue.�

The King looked hopefully at the beautiful elf before him, laying on the bed. �Rest now Erestor, I do not need an answer right at this moment. You have been through much in the last few days. We can discuss this later this evening or tomorrow.�� Gil-Galad stood up. Then bent down and brushed is lips against Erestor��s forehead and walked out of the room. ��

Erestor was completely shocked, and laid there speechless for several minutes before drifting off to sleep. �
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Erestor awoke to the soft touches of the King changing his bandage. �Sire, could not a healer come by to do that?���

Gil-Galad furrowed his brow, �Are you uncomfortable with me touching you?���

Erestor looked down at his hands that were fiddling with the blanket. � I��I am uncomfortable because I do not feel you should be tending to me. I am barely an adult, you are the King. I am concerned about what others will think and how it will affect you.��

�So it is not that you do not want my touch?� Gil-Galad asked hopefully.� �

Erestor looked up, blushing. �N�no my King. I�do desire you. I simply do not feel worthy� mmmmph!���

Gil-Galad wasted no time seizing the scribe�s lips. Erestor relaxed from the shock of it and soon found the King exploring his mouth. When they finally parted, they were both gasping for breath. The King took Erestor�s face in his hands and looked into his eyes. �There is so much more that I wish to do with you. I fear though that we will have to wait until you are mended.���

Erestor blushed again, �I want to do much more as well Sire,� then looked down. ��

�Well, there is one thing you can do. Stop calling me Sire. Or King. Just Gil-Galad is fine. Perhaps after we know each other more, you will find a pet name for me.� The King looked at Erestor with a smirk.��

Erestor smiled, then laughed quietly. �Am I to understand then that you are accepting my proposal to court you?��

�Yes Gil-Galad, I am. Although, I fear I will be quite boring for the next week or two. I am not in a great deal of pain, however I do not think the healers would be very happy if I were to engage in�certain activities��� Erestor trailed off.��

�No, I suppose not. We will find other ways to�get to know each other. Perhaps I could help you wash.���

Erestor blinked, �I would enjoy that very much, but�..no one outside of a healer or my family have seen me naked. Surely you can appreciate that it will be��difficult for me.���

Gil-Galad smiled, �It will only take a few moments for me to distract you I think. Close your eyes, I will return in a moment.���

Erestor did as he was bade, and waited. Gil-Galad was quick to find a basin and the other things he needed. He slowly removed Erestor�s bed clothes as the slighter elf gasped and panted for breath with each touch of the King�s hands.��

Finally naked before him, Gil-Galad took the warm cloth and began to wash Erestor from head to toe, skipping over the one part that was craving his touch. His member wept, and twitched as the cloth traveled next to it, not quite touching it.� �Please�.I need you Gil-Galad���Ahhhhhh!!!!� Velvet heat surrounded Erestor and he thrust upward, unable to control himself. ��

Gil-Galad paused, letting Erestor slip out of his mouth. A moan escaped Erestor and he begged to be taken back into the moist cavern.��

�Erestor, I have every intention of bringing you more pleasure, but you must be still. Your wound is healing well, but I cannot risk you hurting your self.� Gil-Galad waited until Erestor could speak.��

�I�will try to remain still. That will not be easy�you are��so warm�and...please do not make me wait any longer. I cannot bear it���> �

Pleased he had Erestor in such a state he eagerly engulfed the scribe again. As is was Erestor did not have long to be still. He cried out the King�s name and his seed spilled out. Gil-Galad gently put his arms around his new love, and held him while he trembled from the aftershocks.� �

Erestor finally looked up into the King�s eyes, and smiled. �That was�indescribable��� ��

�I am pleased that you enjoyed it. Rest now my love, when you are well, I show you many more pleasures.�� Erestor and Gil-Galad drifted into sleep together, both dreaming of the days to come.� �

The End