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Now on to Gondor.
Haldir
Aragorn glared at Faramir, his Steward was not going to get away with this.
It was outrageous, all of his plans and precious dreams COMPLETLEY RUINED!
All because Faramir wouldn't seperate Eowyn and Arwen. HIS arwen.
Faramir was UTTERLY USELESS, INEPT, refusing to force Eowyn to marry him before it was too late.
Most likely it wouldn't have worked anyway.
Since Rivendell and Rohan would be, no HAD become allied.
Had, they had WEEKS ago , he was losing track of time.
He had seen with his Gift, Eowyn and Arwen get married by Adar in Rivendell.
There had been nothing he could do.
Though it had grudingly been... beautiful.
Aragorn would have argued with Faramir 'Revenge, revenge, rrevenge, I should KILL Faramir. He failed me. No. No that is far too easy. I should torture him. Do they think I learned nothing from the Orcs', I could have made Sauron weep with what I learned had I had the chance.
What I will do will make what poor Denethor did nothing. Faramir will scream and beg and plead until Eru himself would release him. But I WILL NOT. I should Kill her too.'
But something, more importantly someone distracted him from his new plan of sweet, sweet Revenge.
It was an Elf . No , not just any Elf , it was ... Haldir.
The High March-Warden of Lorien was much better than before.
His wounded shoulder having recovered completely from the battle at Helm's Deep.
' Damn the Orc for that. I should have tortured it too. But saving Haldir was more important. Damn the Orc.'
Haldir was lucky he had moved at the last second, the Orc's axe glancing off an Eru-sent arrow into Haldir's shoulder armour.
He had gotten a hair cut as a result , the silver-blonde mane was down to shoulder length now.
Just above his shoulders. His broad, sexy shoulders.
It was still quite beautiful.
"Hail, Aragorn Elessar , King of Gondor and Arnor .'Said Haldir with a bow ' I send greetings and great wishes from My Lady Galadriel and My Lord Celeborn."
Aragorn moved from his Throne down on to the floor, impulsively moving and embracing the tall Elf as he had at Helmsdeep.
"Hail, Haldir - High March Warden of Lorien. They are very welcome... as are you , My ah, Haldir.
Return my own greetings and great wishes to My Lady and Lord."
Haldir had stiffened when Aragorn touched him, only relaxing when Aragorn let go of him and turned to Faramir.
The young Steward tensing as if expecting the King to attack him.
"Faramir. Get out of the Palace and go back to Rohan. "
"But, My Lord I just arrived here two days ago ?"
"NOW FARAMIR. IMMEDITATLY."
The blonde Steward , looking confused and more than frightened, bowed and said " Of course, My Lord. I will leave as soon as I am ready."
"Not ready. RIGHT NOW. GET OUT. OUT . OUT NOW. ' Aragorn muttering as Faramir scurried from the Court ' What is he not only inept but deaf?"
"Aragorn." Aragorn stopped , that was the same tone as Adar used when he got angry at me that I pulled on Elladan's hair, "his beautiful hair."
And kept on pulling it out . Hahahaha
Haldir was eyeing him, what was he thinking behind those eyes, pretty eyes.
"Aragorn , why did you not let the Man rest? Did you notice you are being rather rushed in sending him away. He arrived two days from Rohan which is three full days away surely he deserves the rest."
"Are you questioning me , Haldir? Faramir has rested for two days. Two WHOLE days he did nothing.
I just want to make sure everything is alright. Please, please my Dear friend , forgive me for lacking manners.
It has been quite stressful since we last met. Let me ask ... How was Your trip to arrive Haldir?."
"It was incredibly pleasent now that there are no Orcs behind the trees' and rocks.
Gondor is quite a beautiful country. ' Aragorn thought -' I know something else that would be quite pleasent.'
" Especially as my injury is no more."
Haldir walked around the Throne Room looking at the stautes of Aragorn's ancestors and the 'Stupid Stewards'. Aragorn was watching him, calming down he had never calmed down that fast before. Minutes ago he had been furious at Faramir, now he was completely calm.
There was something calming about the High March-Warden.
The elf was so strong and capable...so calm and graceful.
Serious, calm and capable with beautiful, enchanting blue-gray eyes coloured like a cloudy Sea.
Aragorn shook himself out of his daydreaming to catch Haldir saying :
"The lives of Men are truely short, Aragorn so I will deliver a message that Lady Galadriel said was Urgent for you. I should not have wasted even this little time.
"Do not try to force love or faith. It will have terrible consequnces you can't See.
Even with your Neumnorean gifts it would be impossible to foresee those consequences.
You think to challenge things you should not . " "
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