~*~*~* A/N: Well.. I have an eye doctor appointment in like.. an hour.. and I'm determined to get the second chapter up before I leave. Let's see if I can do it. *~*~*~*~
Nikki glanced about in wonder. Lothlorien was even more beautiful than it had been in the movie. Haldir noticed her bewildered expression, and smiled to himself.
"What a strange girl," he thought, and looked her over. She was pretty, but in a quiet way. Her long brown hair was held up in a messy bun, her eyes a soft blue. Actually, her eyes were brown - she was wearing contacts. She was wearing a baggy pair of plaid pajama pants and a white tank top.
They stopped at the bottom of a twirling staircase, which led up to a house, sitting upon a platform high in a tree, intricately carved from wood. Gently, Haldir and the other two elves lifted her, carrying her up the stairs. Haldir gulped slightly, keeping his eyes forward. Never had he seen a lady in such a small top - it was quite revealing, especially as she was carried upward.
They reached the top, and gently set her down so she was standing, balancing on her other leg.
"These is our House of Healing," said Haldir gently, and Nikki nodded. "You will find much rest here."
Then, he called out, and a moment later, the door was opened by an elven lady clothed in white. She spoke with Haldir a moment, then nodded, gently helping Nikki inside and to a bed.
"I am Luinëlotwen," she said, as she helped Nikki to a seated position on the bed.
"Are you the healer?" Nikki asked, wincing slightly as she set her wounded leg upon the bed.
"Nae," said Luinëlotwen softly. "My husband, Himlómion is the healer. He will arrive shortly."
Nikki nodded, and turned her attention toward Haldir and the other elves, who had waited by the door.
"Thank you," she said, lowering her head politely.
Haldir smiled internally, though on the outside, he kept his serious demeanor.
"'Twas only proper, milady," said one of Haldir's companions, bowing slightly. The other elf did the same, but Haldir merely held her gaze.
"I will return to see how you fare," he said, her voice stern and proper.
Nikki nodded shortly. Under normal circumstances, she might have made a joke or sarcastic comment, but Luinëlotwen had just began to poke and prod at her ankle, and Nikki could feel the searing pain up her leg.
"Good day, miss," said one of the elves, and the three men left the room.
"How did you manage such an injury?" asked Luinëlotwen, as she lifted Nikki's ankle gently from the bed.
"I think.. maybe.. I fell?"
"You think? How can you not be certain?" Luinëlotwen raised a delicate eyebrow, slightly confused by Nikki's uncertainty.
"I'm not even sure how I got here.. much less how my ankle got hurt."
Luinëlotwen blinked, but did not ask any more questions, for she could tell Nikki had no answers.
"What is your name?" Luinëlotwen asked, as she softly set Nikki's ankle back on the bed.
"Nicole, but everyone calls me Nikki."
"Nikki?" asked Luinëlotwen, shaking her head. "It sounds like an orc name."
Nikki blinked, and laughed a bit.
"Then call me Nicole, if you so choose," she said, and lay back onto the bed.
"I shall," said Luinëlotwen, raising her ankle once more, only to set it back down, but this time upon a large pillow. "Take rest now, my husband will be here within the hour."
Haldir approached The Lord Celeborn, bowing his head in reverence.
"My lord, the strangest thing happened today," he said softly, his eyes on the ground.
"What is it that troubles you?" asked Celeborn.
"A girl, my lord, was found by Nafilion, Jarakon, and I this morning. She was injured, and quite afraid. We took her to the House of Healing."
"How is this so strange?"
"Well, you see, she was dressed most strangely - in large pants and a rather.. small.. shirt. And she did not know where she was, nor how she got here."
"That is rather strange," agreed Celeborn, as his wife Galadriel came behind him.
"Someone has entered Lothlorien," she said, her voice deep with wisdom, "Someone who is a mystery to all."
"You speak truth, my Lady," said Haldir, bowing to her. "She is quite a mystery."
Galadriel looked down at Haldir, her expression suddenly saddened. Haldir turned quickly, as his name was called from the door. It was his comrade, Gilirian.
"Orcs, Haldir, upon the Eastern border."
Haldir bowed once more to his Lord and Lady, and departed.
Galadriel caught her husband's eye, taking his hand in hers.
"Let us hope that he does not solve it," she said wisely, and no one but Celeborn understood.
Haldir aimed his bow, quickly notching an arrow and shooting at one of the distant orcs. Finally, after they had killed many long-range, they advanced, taking out their knives and swords and fighting.
After the battle, with no elves wounded or killed, a victory, Haldir returned to Lothlorien, looking up at the House of Healing.
"You are a mystery," he said softly, imagining Nikki once more in his mind. "A most wonderful mystery."
~*~*~* A/N: Wow.. and with 15 minutes to spare. ^.^ *~*~*~*
Nikki glanced about in wonder. Lothlorien was even more beautiful than it had been in the movie. Haldir noticed her bewildered expression, and smiled to himself.
"What a strange girl," he thought, and looked her over. She was pretty, but in a quiet way. Her long brown hair was held up in a messy bun, her eyes a soft blue. Actually, her eyes were brown - she was wearing contacts. She was wearing a baggy pair of plaid pajama pants and a white tank top.
They stopped at the bottom of a twirling staircase, which led up to a house, sitting upon a platform high in a tree, intricately carved from wood. Gently, Haldir and the other two elves lifted her, carrying her up the stairs. Haldir gulped slightly, keeping his eyes forward. Never had he seen a lady in such a small top - it was quite revealing, especially as she was carried upward.
They reached the top, and gently set her down so she was standing, balancing on her other leg.
"These is our House of Healing," said Haldir gently, and Nikki nodded. "You will find much rest here."
Then, he called out, and a moment later, the door was opened by an elven lady clothed in white. She spoke with Haldir a moment, then nodded, gently helping Nikki inside and to a bed.
"I am Luinëlotwen," she said, as she helped Nikki to a seated position on the bed.
"Are you the healer?" Nikki asked, wincing slightly as she set her wounded leg upon the bed.
"Nae," said Luinëlotwen softly. "My husband, Himlómion is the healer. He will arrive shortly."
Nikki nodded, and turned her attention toward Haldir and the other elves, who had waited by the door.
"Thank you," she said, lowering her head politely.
Haldir smiled internally, though on the outside, he kept his serious demeanor.
"'Twas only proper, milady," said one of Haldir's companions, bowing slightly. The other elf did the same, but Haldir merely held her gaze.
"I will return to see how you fare," he said, her voice stern and proper.
Nikki nodded shortly. Under normal circumstances, she might have made a joke or sarcastic comment, but Luinëlotwen had just began to poke and prod at her ankle, and Nikki could feel the searing pain up her leg.
"Good day, miss," said one of the elves, and the three men left the room.
"How did you manage such an injury?" asked Luinëlotwen, as she lifted Nikki's ankle gently from the bed.
"I think.. maybe.. I fell?"
"You think? How can you not be certain?" Luinëlotwen raised a delicate eyebrow, slightly confused by Nikki's uncertainty.
"I'm not even sure how I got here.. much less how my ankle got hurt."
Luinëlotwen blinked, but did not ask any more questions, for she could tell Nikki had no answers.
"What is your name?" Luinëlotwen asked, as she softly set Nikki's ankle back on the bed.
"Nicole, but everyone calls me Nikki."
"Nikki?" asked Luinëlotwen, shaking her head. "It sounds like an orc name."
Nikki blinked, and laughed a bit.
"Then call me Nicole, if you so choose," she said, and lay back onto the bed.
"I shall," said Luinëlotwen, raising her ankle once more, only to set it back down, but this time upon a large pillow. "Take rest now, my husband will be here within the hour."
Haldir approached The Lord Celeborn, bowing his head in reverence.
"My lord, the strangest thing happened today," he said softly, his eyes on the ground.
"What is it that troubles you?" asked Celeborn.
"A girl, my lord, was found by Nafilion, Jarakon, and I this morning. She was injured, and quite afraid. We took her to the House of Healing."
"How is this so strange?"
"Well, you see, she was dressed most strangely - in large pants and a rather.. small.. shirt. And she did not know where she was, nor how she got here."
"That is rather strange," agreed Celeborn, as his wife Galadriel came behind him.
"Someone has entered Lothlorien," she said, her voice deep with wisdom, "Someone who is a mystery to all."
"You speak truth, my Lady," said Haldir, bowing to her. "She is quite a mystery."
Galadriel looked down at Haldir, her expression suddenly saddened. Haldir turned quickly, as his name was called from the door. It was his comrade, Gilirian.
"Orcs, Haldir, upon the Eastern border."
Haldir bowed once more to his Lord and Lady, and departed.
Galadriel caught her husband's eye, taking his hand in hers.
"Let us hope that he does not solve it," she said wisely, and no one but Celeborn understood.
Haldir aimed his bow, quickly notching an arrow and shooting at one of the distant orcs. Finally, after they had killed many long-range, they advanced, taking out their knives and swords and fighting.
After the battle, with no elves wounded or killed, a victory, Haldir returned to Lothlorien, looking up at the House of Healing.
"You are a mystery," he said softly, imagining Nikki once more in his mind. "A most wonderful mystery."
~*~*~* A/N: Wow.. and with 15 minutes to spare. ^.^ *~*~*~*