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Age is approximately the same as 25 human years.
Haldir straightened his elegant shirt.., again, while peering into the looking glass. Haldir had recently been given the title of Captain of the Galadhrim. He had almost talked Eveslyn into allowing him to wear his uniform, but Eveslyn had said a very firm, no. He wanted to show it off, but also did not want to take the day away from the young couple.
'Why does this shirt not lie smoothly?' Haldir glared at it attentively in the mirror; at least his uniform was always neat unlike his robes.
He wore a solemn expression on his face, but his mind was whirling with everything he had to do on this day. Haldir had never expected to do this kind of thing, and did not want to hand over his best friend to another elf. He ran his fingers through his golden hair for probably the hundredth time, then swore softly.
"By the Valar," Haldir muttered, "why won't my hair lie flat either?"
"Probably because you run your hands through it every two seconds," Eveslyn appeared beside him in the mirror, "and this is not a day for cursing, nin mellon.
Haldir turned from the mirror to look at his childhood friend. Eveslyn's lengthy blond hair had partially been piled on top of her head while the rest cascaded in curls around her slender figure. Her sky blue eyes shone with unshed tears, and her skin seemed to be illuminated with the joy apparent on her features. She wore a long silvery light colored gown with embroidered elvish patterns along the hem and following the extensive train. Haldir had never seen his friend look so beautiful.
"I can not believe it, you are leaving me, for another elf!" Haldir hugged her tightly to him. He breathed deeply of her blonde hair. Haldir could feel the tears wanting to come, but refused to blubber in front of her. Eveslyn was already nervous.
"I am not leaving you. You will still be my best friend when you are leading armies across the lands of Middle Earth." Eveslyn smiled, a tear beginning to roll down her pretty face. "We just will not be getting into as much trouble anymore."
Eveslyn had met Willomar at one of the Midsummer Festivals. There had been an astonishing attraction between them. At the time, Eveslyn had been a hand servant for the Lady Galadriel for quite a number of years. Haldir knew Willomar had been shadowing Eveslyn. Haldir at the time was Captain of the Telain, or in other words in charge of guarding the telain around where Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel lived, and nothing, especially what his guards were doing, escaped his attention. When he had heard from another one of his guards that this Willomar-guy was following Eveslyn around he had looked into it immediately. After talking with Willomar, Haldir had decided to let things be, Eveslyn would not get serious with anyone anyway. However, the opposite had happened. Willomar and Eveslyn had begun to spend a great deal of time together, and then that night at the festival, Haldir had known he had lost his best friend to another elf and marriage.
Tears began to form in Eveslyn eyes, but she struggled to hold them back. Haldir grabbed for his handkerchief stuffed in his pocket, and dabbed lightly at his friend's eyes.
"Do not cry on such a joyous day, nin mellon. Willomar will think you are having second thoughts about joining with him." Haldir lightly spoke to his friend.
Eveslyn's mother walked in on the two friends. Today was a difficult day for her as well, but she had known Haldir was going to have a rough time with this too. Eveslyn was in a strong embrace with Haldir. She smiled at the two friends embracing, and then regretfully interrupted.
"It is time nin iell." She smiled as the two devoted friends smoothed down their already perfectly straitened clothes, and slipped out of the small room. Haldir and Eveslyn exchanged looks before heading out of the back dressing room.
Lord Haldir, Captain of the Galadhrim, offered his arm to Lady Eveslyn, lady in waiting to the Lady Galadriel, and soon to be wife of Lord Willomar, Captain of the Telain. The close friends walked under the stone archway and under the branches held by the other elves. Haldir walked Eveslyn proudly to the front of the gathering. Before he handed her over to her soon to be husband Haldir kissed both of Eveslyn's cheeks. Eveslyn took the arm of her lover and began to walk up the last few stairs to where the exchange of rings would take place. She glanced back at her best friend and winked. There would be surprises for everyone tonight.
Age is approximately the same as 25 human years.
Haldir straightened his elegant shirt.., again, while peering into the looking glass. Haldir had recently been given the title of Captain of the Galadhrim. He had almost talked Eveslyn into allowing him to wear his uniform, but Eveslyn had said a very firm, no. He wanted to show it off, but also did not want to take the day away from the young couple.
'Why does this shirt not lie smoothly?' Haldir glared at it attentively in the mirror; at least his uniform was always neat unlike his robes.
He wore a solemn expression on his face, but his mind was whirling with everything he had to do on this day. Haldir had never expected to do this kind of thing, and did not want to hand over his best friend to another elf. He ran his fingers through his golden hair for probably the hundredth time, then swore softly.
"By the Valar," Haldir muttered, "why won't my hair lie flat either?"
"Probably because you run your hands through it every two seconds," Eveslyn appeared beside him in the mirror, "and this is not a day for cursing, nin mellon.
Haldir turned from the mirror to look at his childhood friend. Eveslyn's lengthy blond hair had partially been piled on top of her head while the rest cascaded in curls around her slender figure. Her sky blue eyes shone with unshed tears, and her skin seemed to be illuminated with the joy apparent on her features. She wore a long silvery light colored gown with embroidered elvish patterns along the hem and following the extensive train. Haldir had never seen his friend look so beautiful.
"I can not believe it, you are leaving me, for another elf!" Haldir hugged her tightly to him. He breathed deeply of her blonde hair. Haldir could feel the tears wanting to come, but refused to blubber in front of her. Eveslyn was already nervous.
"I am not leaving you. You will still be my best friend when you are leading armies across the lands of Middle Earth." Eveslyn smiled, a tear beginning to roll down her pretty face. "We just will not be getting into as much trouble anymore."
Eveslyn had met Willomar at one of the Midsummer Festivals. There had been an astonishing attraction between them. At the time, Eveslyn had been a hand servant for the Lady Galadriel for quite a number of years. Haldir knew Willomar had been shadowing Eveslyn. Haldir at the time was Captain of the Telain, or in other words in charge of guarding the telain around where Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel lived, and nothing, especially what his guards were doing, escaped his attention. When he had heard from another one of his guards that this Willomar-guy was following Eveslyn around he had looked into it immediately. After talking with Willomar, Haldir had decided to let things be, Eveslyn would not get serious with anyone anyway. However, the opposite had happened. Willomar and Eveslyn had begun to spend a great deal of time together, and then that night at the festival, Haldir had known he had lost his best friend to another elf and marriage.
Tears began to form in Eveslyn eyes, but she struggled to hold them back. Haldir grabbed for his handkerchief stuffed in his pocket, and dabbed lightly at his friend's eyes.
"Do not cry on such a joyous day, nin mellon. Willomar will think you are having second thoughts about joining with him." Haldir lightly spoke to his friend.
Eveslyn's mother walked in on the two friends. Today was a difficult day for her as well, but she had known Haldir was going to have a rough time with this too. Eveslyn was in a strong embrace with Haldir. She smiled at the two friends embracing, and then regretfully interrupted.
"It is time nin iell." She smiled as the two devoted friends smoothed down their already perfectly straitened clothes, and slipped out of the small room. Haldir and Eveslyn exchanged looks before heading out of the back dressing room.
Lord Haldir, Captain of the Galadhrim, offered his arm to Lady Eveslyn, lady in waiting to the Lady Galadriel, and soon to be wife of Lord Willomar, Captain of the Telain. The close friends walked under the stone archway and under the branches held by the other elves. Haldir walked Eveslyn proudly to the front of the gathering. Before he handed her over to her soon to be husband Haldir kissed both of Eveslyn's cheeks. Eveslyn took the arm of her lover and began to walk up the last few stairs to where the exchange of rings would take place. She glanced back at her best friend and winked. There would be surprises for everyone tonight.