The Golden Kiss
By Youkiyra Solar alias Krystal Fox
Krystal Fox: I found that there weren't many stories about Celeborn on Fanfic so I am attempting to see where this story leads it may only last a couple chapters or it may last many. I will see where my imagination takes me.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the LOTR characters, they all belong J.R.R. Tolkien.
Story Summary: Celeborn is constantly comforting Galadriel in her pains and discomfort with Nenya but has she ever noticed the pain that her beloved was in? Will she ever notice? Or will it become too late for her to help with out adding to it?
Chapter 1 The battle
Celeborn stood ready for war. The orcs were coming near, Sauron had told them to attack Lothlorien so that they could not join their friends and allies at the great battle against him.
He held up his knives. He was ready to fight. Haldir was at his side. All the female elves had been taken to the heart of Lothlorien where they were safe. There his beloved sat and waited for him.
My beloved how I miss you. He thought so softly. Ever since she had taken that ring, Nenya, she had slowly been changed. Their evening talks together had slowly disappeared and she would spend that time staring into her mirror looking into what might be.
"not now" he scolded himself, he knew that now was not the time to think of what should be between the husband and wife, lord and lady. He must be ready for anything.
When it came the war cry of the orcs.
"They come." He said softly for those near to hear him.
They prepared their weapons waiting for the orcs as they charged the elvish lines. Then the lines met, suddenly weapons began to sing.
Celeborn found like an elf possessed, his silver hair being tied back in warrior braids of the ancient Quenyar. (I think that is right) He was ready to rid these beasts from middle earth and he was going to it with all his heart.
His swords were useful, they struck and killed swiftly and surely, his old slender in battle revealed. If the elves around him could have stopped to admire him they would have but they did not have the time. Every elf was fighting not only for the Middle earth against Sauron but now for their very lives.
Many times a sword or short spear would nearly stab the elven lord but he avoided the close calls with a grace that seemed unimaginable. That only the elves seemed to possess he would dance around his opponent only to kill them and then continue on to the next victim.
For hours this went on till the orcs began to dissipate and cheers rose from the battle grounds. Celeborn was pleased they had defeated the orcs .
A sharp and painful feeling began in his side. Looking saw that an orc and his pal had crept up behind him and had stabbed him in the side. The world flashed white the pain brought a terrible feeling to his side. He felt like he would collaspe but he was determined not to show these beasts that weakness. He raised up his knives and began the war dance once again.
On the other side of the battleground Haldir looked around. Where could his Lord be? He had not seen his Lord since the beginning of the battle and now realized that he needed to find him in case he was wounded.
"I pray to Elbereth that he was not killed." he prayed hoping that because he didn't pay attention that he didn't not lose his lord. He looked around himself and soon called for his brothers to join him in the search. They were nearly in dispair when they heard a gasping cry.
Looking behind them by the edge of the forest there fighting fiercely with two orcs, on looking like it was half cave troll. Celeborn looked exhausted and tired. They charged soon gaining more to help their lord.
They frightened off the orcs and Celeborn releived lowered his weapon.
"My lord are you alright?" Haldir asked standing in front of his lord.
"yes, all I need is rest. Come let us help those who have been wounded." He said softly walking over to where other elves were helping the wounded to the medical tent.
Krystal Fox: Know it's short, curse me all you like, but this is just the beginning, so deal with it. Once I get a story going then I slowly write more and more. So just wait till the next comes, hopefully it will be better.