Title:  The Lord’s Minstrel 4/??
Author:  Tena   faramirhaldir@yahoo.com
Type:  FPS
Rating:  PG this chapter, NC-17 eventually
Pairing:  Lindir/Orophin this chapter, Elrond/Lindir eventually
Disclaimer:  These characters are from the brilliant mind of J.R.R. Tolkien.  I make no 
claim to them or make no money from this story.
Warnings:  none for this chapter.  Consensual sex between males in later chapters.
Archived: http://faramirhaldir.livejournal.com/
Summary:  This is a story about how Lindir came to Imladris and the events that made 
him the Lord’s Minstrel.

Author’s note:  I wrote a drabble in which Lindir finally expresses his love for Elrond.  
This is an expansion on their story.  It involves events before during and after the drabble.
If you wish to read the drabble, it is at my LJ.
http://faramirhaldir.livejournal.com/2006/03/31/


T.A. 5

Lindir sat in the window seat of the library gently plucking the strings of his harp.  He 
was thinking of all the changes that had taken place in the time since his parents had been 
killed.  It had been well over a millennia and all of Middle Earth had been through great 
changes.

Dark forces had crept upon the land and even threatened their beautiful valley where they 
had always felt safe.  Lindir had watched as his mentors and friends worried about the 
danger and worked on strategy to aide in the defeat of the Dark One.  Lindir desperately 
attempted to keep his anxiety at bay when Elrond and Erestor left to fight along side Gil-
galad and men to finally defeat Sauron.  Elrond’s last words to Lindir kept him from 
losing hope while they were gone.  “Do not fear, pen neth.  We will return.  I will return 
to you.”  

Lindir prayed for their success and safe return everyday.  The afternoon they returned to 
the hidden valley, Lindir was the first to greet them.  He wished he never had to let 
Elrond go as he embraced him.  He could not keep his tears from flowing, not only were 
they his dearest friends and surrogate parents, but his feelings for Elrond had only grown 
over the years.  Lindir kept this secret to himself.  Elrond mourned for the death of the 
High King and dear friend. Lindir would help Elrond be happy again, any way he could.

Now a new age had begun and with that a new hope for peace in Middle Earth. Imladris 
had changed much over the millennia.  There were many residents, of all races, who now 
called Imladris home.  Many had sought refuge during the time of war and as he knew 
Lord Elrond would have; Lindir had aided others in making them all feel welcome and 
safe.  Lindir’s greatest joy, during this time, was to play his music and bring smiles to 
everyone’s faces.  Teaching all the elflings and mortal children to play instruments was 
his favorite pastime.

Now as he sat looking out over the courtyard, Lindir felt an uneasiness over him.  Not 
fear but uncertainty had him in such a reflective mood.  Elrond had announced at 
breakfast, that he planned to travel to Lothlorien to meet with Lord Celeborn and Lady 
Galadriel.  He had spoken of their daughter, Celebrian and seemed excited to meet her.  
Elrond had asked Lindir if he would like to accompany him and see Lothlorien for 
himself.  Of course, he would go.  It would likely break his heart to see Elrond and 
Celebrian together, but he loved his lord and would do anything he asked.  

Lindir and Elrond, along with a few guards, were riding into the Golden Woods.  Lindir 
was in awe of the beauty of the forest and how it seemed to be alive.  Elrond had told him 
that there were many Galadhrim in the trees, although they would not be seen.

Several wardens had stopped them at the edge of the forest and now were escorting them 
to Caras Galadhon. Lindir had to admit that more than a few of the wardens were very 
fair.  He was intrigued with there silver hair and thought it looked like mithril.  As they 
camped that night, Lindir sat quietly eating and listening, when a very tall warden sat 
next to him.

“Mae govannen, my name is, Orophin. What do you think of our forest, so far?” 

Lindir stared at this beautiful elf next to him.  “Mae govannen, Orophin.  I am, Lindir.”  
Elrond watched from across the fire and smiled although, inwardly he was loathed to 
admit that he felt a twinge of jealously.  “I think these woods are wonderful.  You must 
love living here.”

Orophin smiled as he listened to Lindir’s melodious voice.  “I do.  It is an honor and a 
privilege to live here and serve our lord and lady.  When we get to Caras Galadhon, I am 
to be off patrol.  I would love to show you around if you will allow me.”

Lindir glanced across the fire to where Elrond sat and watched him talking to the warden 
who seemed to be the leader.  Elrond smiled and laughed as he spoke.  Lindir looked 
back at Orophin and smiled.  “I would like that very much.  Are you sure it will not be 
any trouble?”

Orophin took Lindir’s hand and gave it a slight squeeze.  “None at all.  It will be my 
honor,” Lindir watched as Orophin stood. “I must check on some things before I take my 
watch.  I will see you on the morrow.”  He bowed and winked as he turned to leave.

“Thank you, good night.”  Lindir looked at Elrond who was watching the exchange, and 
when their eyes met, Elrond smiled outwardly and inwardly cringed.

The next morning, Orophin rode next to Lindir and told him about his life as a warden 
and his brothers.  Now Lindir knew the elf Elrond talked to last night was Orophin’s 
brother, Haldir.  Once they reached the city and were escorted to the main meeting area, 
Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel appeared and welcomed them to Lothlorien.  

Lindir stood next to Elrond and to his left he noticed a very beautiful elleth standing 
quietly and staring at Elrond.  Lindir knew this had to be Celebrian.  He wanted to hate 
her, wanted her to suddenly disappear, vanish, and be gone.  Then she looked at Lindir 
and smiled.  Lindir’s heart was lost, as well.

Her smile was radiant and warm.  She was beautiful and Lindir knew Elrond would love 
her and she him.  Although, Lindir was a little jealous, he did not want Elrond to be 
unhappy. If he could not love Lindir the way Lindir loved him, then he wanted him to 
have love, a real and fulfilling love.  He was sure Celebrian would share that kind of love 
to Elrond.

The next several weeks were relaxing and enjoyable.  Lindir spent time with Orophin 
whom he was growing very fond of.  He also had spent some alone time with Celebrian 
when Elrond was meeting with Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel.  He could not help but 
like her.  She was friendly and fun with a quick with and an infectious laugh.  They 
shared a love for music and she loved to listen to Lindir play and sing.  

Elrond approached them after a meeting, listening to their playful banter and laughter and 
felt a surge a jealousy, but was not sure whom he was jealous of.  He berated his 
pettiness.  He should be happy Lindir and Celebrian were getting along.  He knew it 
would only help matters and having another friend in Imladris would certainly help 
Celebrian adjust. 

//Elrond, you are a mess.  She is a beautiful elleth, who is intelligent and wise and will be 
a wonderful addition to Imladris and your life.  You will have beautiful elflings and be 
very happy together.  Look at her.  You are lucky she would even give your half elven 
arse a second glance. Who would not want to be loved by her.//  Elrond then glanced at 
Lindir.  // He deserves love.  Let him be free to find it.//  Elrond’s thought raced.  He took 
a deep breath, calmed himself, and walked to the couple who were very important to his 
life.

Lindir walked with Orophin after the evening meal.  Orophin reached to take Lindir’s 
hand and at first, the minstrel tensed, then relaxed, and smiled.  The tall silver-headed elf 
stopped and kissed Lindir’s hand.  Lindir smiled and blushed, then shivered.

“Orophin, I must be honest with you,” he licked his lips and took a deep breath. “I have 
never…I mean, uh….I haven’t…”

Orophin smiled.  “I understand, vanimaer.  I am not pushing and nothing will happen you 
do not wish too.  I think you are the most beautiful ellon I have met and find I like your 
company very much.  That is all.”

Lindir nodded and then looked deep into Orophin’s eyes.  “Will you kiss me, Orophin?  
Please.”

Orophin smiled, as he slowly lowered his mouth to brush Lindir’s lips.  Lindir’s heart 
was beating wildly and he was glad Orophin was holding onto him as he felt his knees 
buckle.  Orophin pressed more firmly to Lindir’s mouth and when Lindir moaned and his 
lips parted slightly, Orophin dipped his tongue past soft lips.  Lindir felt the warm tongue 
enter his mouth and thought this was the most intoxicating feeling and taste he had ever 
experienced.

After several moments of tongues touching and lips pressing together, they reluctantly 
parted.  Orophin opened his eyes and watched Lindir, who still had his eyes closed but a 
smile on his lips.

“Are you all right, Lindir?”
Lindir finally opened his eyes and looked up into Orophin’s eyes. “Oh, yes.  That was 
wonderful.  Thank you, Orophin.  Thank you so much.”

“Lindir, it is I who should thank you.  That was a beautiful kiss and I hope we can share 
that again before you leave.  Possibly share even more.”  Orophin winked and wrapped 
his arms around Lindir’s waist and hugged him tightly.

“I would like that, Orophin. Definitely another kiss and maybe more.”  Lindir blushed 
and placed his cheek against Orophin’s shoulder.