A/N: This story is a Haldir mance! Whoo hoo! Cuz we all need one! Anywho.. I don't own them and all that fun stuff.
Seeing in Silver and Gold.
Taralom looked out over the sea of trees from her perch high above the forest floor. The sun was setting behind her and she did not have the heart to watch its beauty disappear into the night. She smiled slightly when the world was thrown into a mess of oranges and reds, then into purples and pinks, then into the blues and grays of night. She heard someone calling her name and she turned her attention down towards the ground. It was her brother calling for her.
"What is it, Veborion?" She asked.
"The Lord has summoned everyone back to the city, to welcome the travelers from Lorien." He called back to her sister. Taralom sighed. She very much hated the idea of formalities, but did as she was told and dropped out of the tree, ripping her dress.
"This isn't very good." She said as she followed her brother back to the city.
"What? You ripped your dress…? Well go back home and get another one on before anyone notices you're missing." Taralom looked at Veborion and nodded. She ran back home and found her way into her chambers. She pulled on a gown laced with silver and gold. As she check herself in the mirror, she combed her hair out and braided it all the way back.
"Taralom…?" A voice called. Taralom looked up and quickly sunk out her window and found her way next to her brother.
Veborion led them into the eating hall, "Taralom.. Why don't you try being nice this time?" he asked as someone waved in their direction. Taralom didn't quite get along with other people beside her family very well. Sure there were many suitors but they all ended up walking away in disgusted with her, proclaiming she'll never marry. It didn't bother her much, she never really cared.
"I will act which ever way I chose to act" She said back to her brother as she walked away towards the food. As she walked she looked slightly to the left and saw an elf standing on the steps, where Lord Elrond and his company would come out. He wore a sliver shirt and green legging. Their eyes met for a moment then she looked away.
"Who is that girl?" The man asked, turning his head behind him as Lord Elrond and his house came walking down the stairs.
"Awe, Haldir how curios you should ask for the particular maiden." The Lord said looking over at Haldir.
"How so?" He asked, turning his head back to Taralom, catching her in another glance.
"She is Taralom. A little more…modern than any other maiden I know of." The Lord said back, then he called attention his way. "Please" He said to the elves of the hall "Enjoy yourselves and welcome the company for Lorien, who will train our people in archery and swordsmanship." He paused and a light clapping arose. Haldir turned back to Taralom. She looked back with a arrogant expression and walked back to her brother. "Please, Also thank Haldir, Captain of the company and Legolas who has made an unexpected trip here." Another elf walked up behind Lord Elrond and raised his hand to indicate who he was.
"Thank you, Lord Elrond." Haldir said and smiled.
"Yes, now please enjoy" Elrond said, gesturing towards the table.
"Veborion… Who is the man in the silver shirt?" Taralom whispered.
Veborion leaned in close to her and whispered back "He is Haldir."
"That's Haldir?!" Taralom said, raising her voice slightly. Another elf looked their way and Veborion smiled faintly.
"Yes, that would be Haldir of Lorien. Why? You interested? I could arrange a meeting, if you like…" Veborion looked towards Taralom and grinned.
Taralom stamped on her brother's foot, "No. Don't be so naive!"
"Come, Taralom. Let us get some food." Veborion took a few stops towards the table then stopped and looked at Taralom. "Taralom? Please do not tell me your going to follow me to archery tomorrow… please?"
"The thought hadn't crossed my mind until now. Thanks Veborion."
"Why did I have to open my mouth?" Taralom smiled and worked her way into the line for the food. When she was about done she turned to see Haldir slightly behind her. She stopped and turned to him.
"Awe, Hello my lady it is an honor to meet you…." Haldir said and bowed. Taralom stared with a stone face at Haldir. She held her plate in her hands and walked over to her brother. Haldir stared blankly as she turned her head slightly catching themselves and another gaze.
Lord Elrond appeared behind Haldir and laughed slightly "As I was saying. This lady sure can give you the cold shoulder. I suggest you take a different approach."
"Different? How so?"
"Just do not use normal methods to court this girl… or you can kiss her good-bye." Haldir looked at Elrond with confusion. Lord Elrond smiled and walked away. Haldir turned and found himself walking back up the stairs.
"Haldir!" Legolas called from behind. "How are you my old friend?" Legolas said embracing his friend.
"Just fine. Somewhat tired of my journey." Haldir smiled.
"I see you're having some Lady troubles." Legolas laughed.
Haldir sighed and tucked his hands behind him. "It would seem that way." His eyes wondered back to Taralom, who hung close to her brother.
"I could take you her if you like." Legolas smirked.
"What makes you think you're the ladies man?" Haldir said, laughing a bit.
"I am one." Legolas and Haldir laughed at this and continued to mingle with the others.
Seeing in Silver and Gold.
Taralom looked out over the sea of trees from her perch high above the forest floor. The sun was setting behind her and she did not have the heart to watch its beauty disappear into the night. She smiled slightly when the world was thrown into a mess of oranges and reds, then into purples and pinks, then into the blues and grays of night. She heard someone calling her name and she turned her attention down towards the ground. It was her brother calling for her.
"What is it, Veborion?" She asked.
"The Lord has summoned everyone back to the city, to welcome the travelers from Lorien." He called back to her sister. Taralom sighed. She very much hated the idea of formalities, but did as she was told and dropped out of the tree, ripping her dress.
"This isn't very good." She said as she followed her brother back to the city.
"What? You ripped your dress…? Well go back home and get another one on before anyone notices you're missing." Taralom looked at Veborion and nodded. She ran back home and found her way into her chambers. She pulled on a gown laced with silver and gold. As she check herself in the mirror, she combed her hair out and braided it all the way back.
"Taralom…?" A voice called. Taralom looked up and quickly sunk out her window and found her way next to her brother.
Veborion led them into the eating hall, "Taralom.. Why don't you try being nice this time?" he asked as someone waved in their direction. Taralom didn't quite get along with other people beside her family very well. Sure there were many suitors but they all ended up walking away in disgusted with her, proclaiming she'll never marry. It didn't bother her much, she never really cared.
"I will act which ever way I chose to act" She said back to her brother as she walked away towards the food. As she walked she looked slightly to the left and saw an elf standing on the steps, where Lord Elrond and his company would come out. He wore a sliver shirt and green legging. Their eyes met for a moment then she looked away.
"Who is that girl?" The man asked, turning his head behind him as Lord Elrond and his house came walking down the stairs.
"Awe, Haldir how curios you should ask for the particular maiden." The Lord said looking over at Haldir.
"How so?" He asked, turning his head back to Taralom, catching her in another glance.
"She is Taralom. A little more…modern than any other maiden I know of." The Lord said back, then he called attention his way. "Please" He said to the elves of the hall "Enjoy yourselves and welcome the company for Lorien, who will train our people in archery and swordsmanship." He paused and a light clapping arose. Haldir turned back to Taralom. She looked back with a arrogant expression and walked back to her brother. "Please, Also thank Haldir, Captain of the company and Legolas who has made an unexpected trip here." Another elf walked up behind Lord Elrond and raised his hand to indicate who he was.
"Thank you, Lord Elrond." Haldir said and smiled.
"Yes, now please enjoy" Elrond said, gesturing towards the table.
"Veborion… Who is the man in the silver shirt?" Taralom whispered.
Veborion leaned in close to her and whispered back "He is Haldir."
"That's Haldir?!" Taralom said, raising her voice slightly. Another elf looked their way and Veborion smiled faintly.
"Yes, that would be Haldir of Lorien. Why? You interested? I could arrange a meeting, if you like…" Veborion looked towards Taralom and grinned.
Taralom stamped on her brother's foot, "No. Don't be so naive!"
"Come, Taralom. Let us get some food." Veborion took a few stops towards the table then stopped and looked at Taralom. "Taralom? Please do not tell me your going to follow me to archery tomorrow… please?"
"The thought hadn't crossed my mind until now. Thanks Veborion."
"Why did I have to open my mouth?" Taralom smiled and worked her way into the line for the food. When she was about done she turned to see Haldir slightly behind her. She stopped and turned to him.
"Awe, Hello my lady it is an honor to meet you…." Haldir said and bowed. Taralom stared with a stone face at Haldir. She held her plate in her hands and walked over to her brother. Haldir stared blankly as she turned her head slightly catching themselves and another gaze.
Lord Elrond appeared behind Haldir and laughed slightly "As I was saying. This lady sure can give you the cold shoulder. I suggest you take a different approach."
"Different? How so?"
"Just do not use normal methods to court this girl… or you can kiss her good-bye." Haldir looked at Elrond with confusion. Lord Elrond smiled and walked away. Haldir turned and found himself walking back up the stairs.
"Haldir!" Legolas called from behind. "How are you my old friend?" Legolas said embracing his friend.
"Just fine. Somewhat tired of my journey." Haldir smiled.
"I see you're having some Lady troubles." Legolas laughed.
Haldir sighed and tucked his hands behind him. "It would seem that way." His eyes wondered back to Taralom, who hung close to her brother.
"I could take you her if you like." Legolas smirked.
"What makes you think you're the ladies man?" Haldir said, laughing a bit.
"I am one." Legolas and Haldir laughed at this and continued to mingle with the others.