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Chapter 6
Melda walked slowly beside Haldir, he had kindly offered to accompany her to her room. Melda did not feel completely comfortable with this but she knew that Haldir would not try anything wrong, surely? He was the most celestial thing she had ever seen he was very special to her already in the meagre time that they had known each other. Melda let out an impromptu sigh as she thought of Haldir; she caught herself before she could do anything as trivial, she had never needed to do this so why now? She could have fawned over any number of men at the past feasts but why this one, she was not going to go the same rout as those other girls. Their only aim in life to have children and get a husband, did they not want to find out the world and it's wonders and above all themselves first? These girls were women now not through age but circumstance and there own lack of backbone. Melda did not want children she knew how they could be abused and mistreated, no she could not let herself have children she already had bad blood in her what if having children meant it came forward and she end up like her mother. Plus in the act of getting children you had to…Melda tried to stop her brain going to these places where they ought not to be, lately she had been thinking of it rather more than it was healthy. She coughed to stop her thoughts running away, Haldir turned to Melda and asked, "Are you feeling all right?" He put a protective hand on her arm. Melda felt it send shivers through her, she pushed them to a side. She replied "No just a tickle in my throat. You do not have to be so protective of me, I managed before I met you and I shall once we part." The words hit Melda they would have to part; she could not stand the thought of losing her special friend and he the first male outside her family that she fully trusted.
Haldir did not like the finality in Melda's speech like she knew they would have to part sooner than he thought, he turned to his divine companion "Why do you think that we will part soon?"
Melda stopped and gazed at Haldir she kept letting herself get pulled into his web, always letting her guard down and letting that weird but strangely pleasing feeling to creep in. She spoke "It would be my luck that I find someone I truly like and then they have leave, that's all."
Haldir smiled at Melda and pushed a strand of hair behind her ears "I do not plan on leaving you any time soon but if the need did arise then I would still be with you in spirit. I hope that you don't plan on leaving me too soon?"
"Never. I would never want to leave you." Melda turned a burgundy colour in her abashment, feeling that she replied too quickly and eagerly.
Haldir was pleased by this response if not a bit bewildered Melda had never said or showed any sign that she liked him more than a mere acquaintance. His smile broadened and he planted a kiss on Melda's reddened forehead, she did not move away but quivered slight under his weightless kiss. He looked deep into her eyes and husked "Just what I wished to hear."
Melda looked up in Haldir's intimate orbs the feeling returned this time stronger, she had the urge to something that she had never done before, to kiss him, but it was till not strong enough for her to give in. Melda could not bring herself to speak she was enjoying the cosy silence too much for it to be interrupted. She stared at Haldir's face she could not help but feel ecstasy he was so, she couldn't think what but it was that something that drew her in captivated her sense and stole away her reason. Melda felt utter bliss in that small space of time then she realised what she was saying, surely her heart was not telling that she…The emotion that she felt deflated almost immediately.
Haldir looked upon Melda's delicate and ethereal face, she had never looked so beautiful, deep in thought not wanting to snap out. All he could do was stare she was very special, totally unique, untouched and pure. Yet she had a fire that lit her soul and when she showed any emotion it would flare in her eyes, lighting them and bringing them to life. Haldir could not believe that she had this effect on him, he knew that he was attracted to her. Of course who could not be after seeing her in the nude, but now there was something more, something else forming that he could not name. All he knew was that he could not let her go. He spoke even though he was enjoying the silence just him and Melda, "Are you going to the feast tonight?"
Melda had almost forgotten about the feast, Arwen had briefly told her before she had gone to her room she stammered a reply "Um…I suppose so. Why are you going?"
Haldir spoke smoothly "Yes and I was wondering it you wanted an escort?"
Melda spoke sharply, even surprising herself "No and I do not need someone there to pose with, thank you. Good night Haldir I shall hope to see you later." She curtsied politely and nodded her head slightly.
Haldir was amazed by the change in Melda's mood, not that long she had been telling him thoughts from her forbidden heart. Now she was back to her previous frosty self, he said quietly. Haldir nodded his head slightly and said, "Good evening Melda I shall be waiting to see you again." He turned and walked down the long hallway.
Melda went the opposite way along to her room. She closed the door and sank down on the bed her head in her hands with tears streaming down her face. Why did she do that? She had truly felt something wonderful when she was speaking to Haldir and now he thought the she was a clod hearted bitch, with nothing better to do than play with his feelings. Melda cried for a long time until no more tears would come, she had grown accustom to the feel of the salty water on her face almost to the point of it becoming a comfort. She stood unsteadily at first and went over to the chair where the dress had been previously laid before, where the lilac dress had been an exquisite ivory one sat in it's place. Melda touched it; it felt so soft like the purest silk. She held the dress up to her; it had a scooped neck and some symbols down the front it. Melda could not read what it said she guessed that it was elvish but she could not be sure, they seemed to shimmer in the light. Melda took off the lilac dress and looked at her thighs they were not as bad as they had been before, still very sore though. A red patch had appeared on the top of her left thigh, it was very tender so went through the door to the adjoining bathroom to bathe it. She thought of the night ahead and Haldir, he brought a smile to her face but it was soon wiped away by the remembrance of her own behaviour and the stinging pain that jabbed her leg. Melda bit her lip and pressed the red patch lightly, how did she get such a mark? She could not bare the pain any longer and took the pressure off her leg; at least now the mark had paled slightly. She went back through to the room and proceeded to put the ivory dress on.
Melda stood in front of the mirror, her appearance was quite startling she truly looked like an elf, save the ears and hair. Her hair what could she do? She sat down at the dressing table and undid the shabby pleats that she put in her hair earlier. She picked up a near by brush and pulled it through her hair, she was still not used to the length but it did have it's advantages it was much lighter and easier to manage. Melda left it loose not knowing what to do with it and went to the door, a tap had just been heard from it. Melda was overwhelmed by what she saw.
* What did she see? Tune in next time folks to find out. I'm mean yes I know that. Yet another uneventful chapter but some stuff will happen who knows if I'm in the mood the rating might go up. Well I need some space fillers and character establishment before any more happens *
Chapter 6
Melda walked slowly beside Haldir, he had kindly offered to accompany her to her room. Melda did not feel completely comfortable with this but she knew that Haldir would not try anything wrong, surely? He was the most celestial thing she had ever seen he was very special to her already in the meagre time that they had known each other. Melda let out an impromptu sigh as she thought of Haldir; she caught herself before she could do anything as trivial, she had never needed to do this so why now? She could have fawned over any number of men at the past feasts but why this one, she was not going to go the same rout as those other girls. Their only aim in life to have children and get a husband, did they not want to find out the world and it's wonders and above all themselves first? These girls were women now not through age but circumstance and there own lack of backbone. Melda did not want children she knew how they could be abused and mistreated, no she could not let herself have children she already had bad blood in her what if having children meant it came forward and she end up like her mother. Plus in the act of getting children you had to…Melda tried to stop her brain going to these places where they ought not to be, lately she had been thinking of it rather more than it was healthy. She coughed to stop her thoughts running away, Haldir turned to Melda and asked, "Are you feeling all right?" He put a protective hand on her arm. Melda felt it send shivers through her, she pushed them to a side. She replied "No just a tickle in my throat. You do not have to be so protective of me, I managed before I met you and I shall once we part." The words hit Melda they would have to part; she could not stand the thought of losing her special friend and he the first male outside her family that she fully trusted.
Haldir did not like the finality in Melda's speech like she knew they would have to part sooner than he thought, he turned to his divine companion "Why do you think that we will part soon?"
Melda stopped and gazed at Haldir she kept letting herself get pulled into his web, always letting her guard down and letting that weird but strangely pleasing feeling to creep in. She spoke "It would be my luck that I find someone I truly like and then they have leave, that's all."
Haldir smiled at Melda and pushed a strand of hair behind her ears "I do not plan on leaving you any time soon but if the need did arise then I would still be with you in spirit. I hope that you don't plan on leaving me too soon?"
"Never. I would never want to leave you." Melda turned a burgundy colour in her abashment, feeling that she replied too quickly and eagerly.
Haldir was pleased by this response if not a bit bewildered Melda had never said or showed any sign that she liked him more than a mere acquaintance. His smile broadened and he planted a kiss on Melda's reddened forehead, she did not move away but quivered slight under his weightless kiss. He looked deep into her eyes and husked "Just what I wished to hear."
Melda looked up in Haldir's intimate orbs the feeling returned this time stronger, she had the urge to something that she had never done before, to kiss him, but it was till not strong enough for her to give in. Melda could not bring herself to speak she was enjoying the cosy silence too much for it to be interrupted. She stared at Haldir's face she could not help but feel ecstasy he was so, she couldn't think what but it was that something that drew her in captivated her sense and stole away her reason. Melda felt utter bliss in that small space of time then she realised what she was saying, surely her heart was not telling that she…The emotion that she felt deflated almost immediately.
Haldir looked upon Melda's delicate and ethereal face, she had never looked so beautiful, deep in thought not wanting to snap out. All he could do was stare she was very special, totally unique, untouched and pure. Yet she had a fire that lit her soul and when she showed any emotion it would flare in her eyes, lighting them and bringing them to life. Haldir could not believe that she had this effect on him, he knew that he was attracted to her. Of course who could not be after seeing her in the nude, but now there was something more, something else forming that he could not name. All he knew was that he could not let her go. He spoke even though he was enjoying the silence just him and Melda, "Are you going to the feast tonight?"
Melda had almost forgotten about the feast, Arwen had briefly told her before she had gone to her room she stammered a reply "Um…I suppose so. Why are you going?"
Haldir spoke smoothly "Yes and I was wondering it you wanted an escort?"
Melda spoke sharply, even surprising herself "No and I do not need someone there to pose with, thank you. Good night Haldir I shall hope to see you later." She curtsied politely and nodded her head slightly.
Haldir was amazed by the change in Melda's mood, not that long she had been telling him thoughts from her forbidden heart. Now she was back to her previous frosty self, he said quietly. Haldir nodded his head slightly and said, "Good evening Melda I shall be waiting to see you again." He turned and walked down the long hallway.
Melda went the opposite way along to her room. She closed the door and sank down on the bed her head in her hands with tears streaming down her face. Why did she do that? She had truly felt something wonderful when she was speaking to Haldir and now he thought the she was a clod hearted bitch, with nothing better to do than play with his feelings. Melda cried for a long time until no more tears would come, she had grown accustom to the feel of the salty water on her face almost to the point of it becoming a comfort. She stood unsteadily at first and went over to the chair where the dress had been previously laid before, where the lilac dress had been an exquisite ivory one sat in it's place. Melda touched it; it felt so soft like the purest silk. She held the dress up to her; it had a scooped neck and some symbols down the front it. Melda could not read what it said she guessed that it was elvish but she could not be sure, they seemed to shimmer in the light. Melda took off the lilac dress and looked at her thighs they were not as bad as they had been before, still very sore though. A red patch had appeared on the top of her left thigh, it was very tender so went through the door to the adjoining bathroom to bathe it. She thought of the night ahead and Haldir, he brought a smile to her face but it was soon wiped away by the remembrance of her own behaviour and the stinging pain that jabbed her leg. Melda bit her lip and pressed the red patch lightly, how did she get such a mark? She could not bare the pain any longer and took the pressure off her leg; at least now the mark had paled slightly. She went back through to the room and proceeded to put the ivory dress on.
Melda stood in front of the mirror, her appearance was quite startling she truly looked like an elf, save the ears and hair. Her hair what could she do? She sat down at the dressing table and undid the shabby pleats that she put in her hair earlier. She picked up a near by brush and pulled it through her hair, she was still not used to the length but it did have it's advantages it was much lighter and easier to manage. Melda left it loose not knowing what to do with it and went to the door, a tap had just been heard from it. Melda was overwhelmed by what she saw.
* What did she see? Tune in next time folks to find out. I'm mean yes I know that. Yet another uneventful chapter but some stuff will happen who knows if I'm in the mood the rating might go up. Well I need some space fillers and character establishment before any more happens *
