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Chapter Four
Énya flung her cloak around her shoulder, she fashioned it wish a small silver feather broach she had since she was a child.
She placed her sword in its scabbard and her quiver and bow on her back; she wore some armor, a metal plate on her left arm that was her shield and a small chain male short sleeved shirt, the sleeves hung out underneath her sleeveless green top, but was over top of a baggy long sleeved black shirt. She wore black leggings underneath her light green skirt, because fall was fading to winter and it was getting cold. She fashioned her knee high boots, with some strain, but Lord Celeborn was an excellent healer.
She turned around to see Haldir standing in the doorway. Her eyes widened "Haldir, you startled me" she said with a small smile as she tied her hair crudely behind her head, she didn't pull it back tight, just a small knot to keep it from getting tangled
She brushed her bangs out of her face; she looked up to Haldir, who had a sad expression on him
"Haldir, what troubles you?" She asked curiously
He looked down "Lord Celeborn will not send soldiers to the aid of Dunlorien"
Her eyes sank to the floor; a dark light filled her eyes and took away the beautiful glow that was her smile
Haldir looked down at her; she was tall for a female-elf, but almost a foot shorter than him.
"But The Lady Galadriel grants me permission to take my men to Dunlorien, and my friends Aragorn and Legolas are willing to help"
She smiled weekly "Thank you" she sat down, and looked out the window "I know what Lord Celeborn refused to aid my people" she looked down
"The man who raised me.Lord Isilmer.refused to join the alliance of men and elf long ago.when Sauron's held the One Ring.Rion told me.he was a friend of mine." she looked down
"If my father were alive.none of this would be happening" She sighed "Isilmer will be kept save in the Castle of Dunrundé.while his people in Dunlorien are slaughtered." She looked sadly at Haldir "Thank you so very much for your aid."
"We will set off tomorrow for Dunlorien" Haldir said quietly, sitting beside her
She nodded; her dark, cloudy eyes looked upon him "I cannot help but feeling.that it is too late"
A/N: I know.I'm getting very Mary-Sue-ish aren't I? *sigh* very short chapter I know =) R&R please, more to come =)
Chapter Four
Énya flung her cloak around her shoulder, she fashioned it wish a small silver feather broach she had since she was a child.
She placed her sword in its scabbard and her quiver and bow on her back; she wore some armor, a metal plate on her left arm that was her shield and a small chain male short sleeved shirt, the sleeves hung out underneath her sleeveless green top, but was over top of a baggy long sleeved black shirt. She wore black leggings underneath her light green skirt, because fall was fading to winter and it was getting cold. She fashioned her knee high boots, with some strain, but Lord Celeborn was an excellent healer.
She turned around to see Haldir standing in the doorway. Her eyes widened "Haldir, you startled me" she said with a small smile as she tied her hair crudely behind her head, she didn't pull it back tight, just a small knot to keep it from getting tangled
She brushed her bangs out of her face; she looked up to Haldir, who had a sad expression on him
"Haldir, what troubles you?" She asked curiously
He looked down "Lord Celeborn will not send soldiers to the aid of Dunlorien"
Her eyes sank to the floor; a dark light filled her eyes and took away the beautiful glow that was her smile
Haldir looked down at her; she was tall for a female-elf, but almost a foot shorter than him.
"But The Lady Galadriel grants me permission to take my men to Dunlorien, and my friends Aragorn and Legolas are willing to help"
She smiled weekly "Thank you" she sat down, and looked out the window "I know what Lord Celeborn refused to aid my people" she looked down
"The man who raised me.Lord Isilmer.refused to join the alliance of men and elf long ago.when Sauron's held the One Ring.Rion told me.he was a friend of mine." she looked down
"If my father were alive.none of this would be happening" She sighed "Isilmer will be kept save in the Castle of Dunrundé.while his people in Dunlorien are slaughtered." She looked sadly at Haldir "Thank you so very much for your aid."
"We will set off tomorrow for Dunlorien" Haldir said quietly, sitting beside her
She nodded; her dark, cloudy eyes looked upon him "I cannot help but feeling.that it is too late"
A/N: I know.I'm getting very Mary-Sue-ish aren't I? *sigh* very short chapter I know =) R&R please, more to come =)