Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, I am Merely Playing with
Tolkien's little character toys, I promise to put them back where I found
them, or at least most of them ***glances at Haldir and Legolas*** well
here we go chapter 3. You have entered DARK SIDE muwahahahahahhahahah!
Haldir lay on his back for a long time, wondering what he was going to do. Knowing he should wake her but all the same not wishing to loose her to the immortal pain of the waking world, He only wished to watch her in the eternal bliss of dreams from the rest of forever, but that like all of his other wishes could never come true.
Even as he thought these thoughts he could feel Numerielle stirring beside him. Then her voice as soft as dew on the mores "Haldir, I'm so glad you're here, I thought you were a dream." She began to twirl his hair playfully around her fingers, and kiss his cheek gently. As hard as he tried he could not stifle the low soft grown that escaped his throat.
"Numerielle, you have to go your husband will be looking for you.you've been gone all night .he's bound to be looking."
She kissed him again perhaps a little tentatively. "Your right, of course you are, but it's been seven years Haldir, and we've barley spoken." Haldir spoke softly " join me for tea today and we can talk, but for now you must leave."
Numerielle climbed out of bed and began to pull on her dress. "Haldir would you mind lacing up the back for me?" she shifted do he could lace her dress without getting out of bed. His fingers raced up and down her back as he redid her laces.
She lay back down and began to toy with the necklace around his neck. "Do you remember when I gave this to you?" a grin spread across his face. "How could I forget?" "It was the night you hade to flee Lothlorien because your step-mother was going to kill you." She smiled when he said this as though it were good memories. "We were engaged then,"
At that moment he noticed a very familiar ring around her ring finger. "That's the ring I gave you when I proposed, why are you still wearing it? Your married to Legolas, shouldn't you be wearing his ring?"
Her soft red lips curved into that same mysterious smile that he hade seem so many times before. " I only ware the ring he gave me when he is there to see it, as far as I'm concerned I'm yours not his."
"You'd better go Numerielle, I love you and I will see you as soon as I can." she kissed him and ran out the door. The dry click plunged his heart back into darkness.
************************Numerielle's POV*********************************
As the door clicked behind her she sighed. He was back, after all these years he was back like nothing hade happened. Well something hade happened, she hade met Legolas, and he hade fallen in love with her.
But no time to ponder what hade happened only time to figure out what to do now that she hade to get back to Legolas without him noticing what hade happened.
"Lady Greenleaf!" A small voice echoed from a near by alcove.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hold your tough girl! What do you want?"
"Only to help you my lady. They are looking for you, Legolas and the others!"
Numerielle froze. Oh Valar had they found out already? The Elf maid answered, "no, no miss Numerielle, they no not of your ware bouts last night, but they are looking."
"Come with Me." she added as a after thought, "I can help!"
With that she rushed after the elf maid into and near by room. Numerielle turned to the girl. "What is your name?" The girl smiled sheepishly "Arstelwen." She handed Numerielle a fresh dress, this one of a pale green opposite of the one she hade worn last night.
"Here lady Numerielle, put this on."
Numerielle removed her dress and put on the new one. She handed the old one Arstelwen, "I thank you sister, and you have saved me." Arstelwen blushed "I am not worthy to be called sister by you my lady." Numerielle cupped the girls chin in her hand "when it comes to unspoken truths like this one we are all sisters."
With that she ran out the door.
As she turned the corner down the hall towards the library she was cut off. "Numerielle, love, where have you been? I haven't seen you all night, nor at all this morning?" it was Legolas. She could feel the heat rising in her face; she spoke the first thing that came to her mind.
"Arstelwen"
" What are you speaking about Numerielle, I ask you where you have been and all you can do is give me a name?"
"I was ill." she began not sure where it would lead "and Arstelwen tended to me, I am better now I assure you my lover."
He smiled " then join me for some lembas?" "Gladly." ********************* End of POV****************************************
He lay on his bed in the tower, all was right in his world. Numerielle was back.
Speaking to her at tea almost seemed unnecessary, the night before it seemed a million unspoken truths hade passed between them.
Haldir lay on his back for a long time, wondering what he was going to do. Knowing he should wake her but all the same not wishing to loose her to the immortal pain of the waking world, He only wished to watch her in the eternal bliss of dreams from the rest of forever, but that like all of his other wishes could never come true.
Even as he thought these thoughts he could feel Numerielle stirring beside him. Then her voice as soft as dew on the mores "Haldir, I'm so glad you're here, I thought you were a dream." She began to twirl his hair playfully around her fingers, and kiss his cheek gently. As hard as he tried he could not stifle the low soft grown that escaped his throat.
"Numerielle, you have to go your husband will be looking for you.you've been gone all night .he's bound to be looking."
She kissed him again perhaps a little tentatively. "Your right, of course you are, but it's been seven years Haldir, and we've barley spoken." Haldir spoke softly " join me for tea today and we can talk, but for now you must leave."
Numerielle climbed out of bed and began to pull on her dress. "Haldir would you mind lacing up the back for me?" she shifted do he could lace her dress without getting out of bed. His fingers raced up and down her back as he redid her laces.
She lay back down and began to toy with the necklace around his neck. "Do you remember when I gave this to you?" a grin spread across his face. "How could I forget?" "It was the night you hade to flee Lothlorien because your step-mother was going to kill you." She smiled when he said this as though it were good memories. "We were engaged then,"
At that moment he noticed a very familiar ring around her ring finger. "That's the ring I gave you when I proposed, why are you still wearing it? Your married to Legolas, shouldn't you be wearing his ring?"
Her soft red lips curved into that same mysterious smile that he hade seem so many times before. " I only ware the ring he gave me when he is there to see it, as far as I'm concerned I'm yours not his."
"You'd better go Numerielle, I love you and I will see you as soon as I can." she kissed him and ran out the door. The dry click plunged his heart back into darkness.
************************Numerielle's POV*********************************
As the door clicked behind her she sighed. He was back, after all these years he was back like nothing hade happened. Well something hade happened, she hade met Legolas, and he hade fallen in love with her.
But no time to ponder what hade happened only time to figure out what to do now that she hade to get back to Legolas without him noticing what hade happened.
"Lady Greenleaf!" A small voice echoed from a near by alcove.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hold your tough girl! What do you want?"
"Only to help you my lady. They are looking for you, Legolas and the others!"
Numerielle froze. Oh Valar had they found out already? The Elf maid answered, "no, no miss Numerielle, they no not of your ware bouts last night, but they are looking."
"Come with Me." she added as a after thought, "I can help!"
With that she rushed after the elf maid into and near by room. Numerielle turned to the girl. "What is your name?" The girl smiled sheepishly "Arstelwen." She handed Numerielle a fresh dress, this one of a pale green opposite of the one she hade worn last night.
"Here lady Numerielle, put this on."
Numerielle removed her dress and put on the new one. She handed the old one Arstelwen, "I thank you sister, and you have saved me." Arstelwen blushed "I am not worthy to be called sister by you my lady." Numerielle cupped the girls chin in her hand "when it comes to unspoken truths like this one we are all sisters."
With that she ran out the door.
As she turned the corner down the hall towards the library she was cut off. "Numerielle, love, where have you been? I haven't seen you all night, nor at all this morning?" it was Legolas. She could feel the heat rising in her face; she spoke the first thing that came to her mind.
"Arstelwen"
" What are you speaking about Numerielle, I ask you where you have been and all you can do is give me a name?"
"I was ill." she began not sure where it would lead "and Arstelwen tended to me, I am better now I assure you my lover."
He smiled " then join me for some lembas?" "Gladly." ********************* End of POV****************************************
He lay on his bed in the tower, all was right in his world. Numerielle was back.
Speaking to her at tea almost seemed unnecessary, the night before it seemed a million unspoken truths hade passed between them.