Elwen and Merenwen said nothing for a long while. Elwen was heartbroken and Merenwen was saddened to see her friend at her current state. They had to admit, The Ring was also on their already troubled minds. At length, Merenwen spoke: I am sorry, Elwen. You will meet again. In a new place and at a happier time.

Elwen replied: We will meet right here in Middle-Earth.

Why so cross, Elwen?

I don't know... I couldn't think of him dying.

Well, don't take it out on me.

I'm sorry, Merenwen.

You know the Tale of Luthien Tinuviel better than me. Did Beren not meet with Tinuviel again? Were they not happy?

They did, and they were... perhaps... perhaps I am worrying for nothing.

Anyone would worry about such a thing, Elwen.

I hope Haldir is okay...

The twosome fell silent. Their voices were drowned out by their thoughts. They did not speak again for a full three hours.

Haldir rode swiftly. As swift as he possibly could. Two times he stopped to look back, and almost rode back, but that would help nothing.

He finally reached Lorien, and knelt before Galadriel and Celeborn. They told him to rise, and he did so. Galadriel looked deep into his eyes, Something... troubles you, Haldir?

Haldir nodded, for to lie to Galadriel was a big mistake. If it were someone else who asked this, he would have said no.

Galadriel said: What is it, Haldir?

Haldir waited a moment until he answered: An Elf, my Lady...

Galadriel smiled down at him: You have fallen in love, yes?

Yes, my Lady, I have...

Celeborn's smile faded: These, I am afraid, are not merry tidings. You must stay here, until the Elves sail to the shores of Valinor. We cannot leave without our ambassador. And you, Haldir, should know that better than anyone. I am sorry...

Haldir said nothing in reply. He couldn't talk without breaking down in terrible sadness.
Galadriel, being the wise Elf she was, knew how Haldir felt, although she had never experienced it. She said, There is to be a Council at dawn tomorrow. Please come, for you may be the difference between saving Middle-Earth or having it be enslaved and destroyed.
You are dismissed.

Haldir nodded and left their company, and walked solomnly to his talan and up on to his flet.
He began thinking of how he could see Elwen again, but could think of nothing.

The dawn came, cool and clear. Haldir awoke and looked at the light blue glow in the sky. He hopped down and looked around. It wasn't a dream. There he was, in Lorien, his homeland. Under the golden boughs that could not be found elsewhere. Not even his homeland's beauty could bring a smile upon his face.

Elwen woke up at the same time Haldir did, but not in the same place. She too had been hoping it was a dream, but it was not. Merenwen was not far. She had gone to get a drink at the clear pool Haldir and Elwen had gone swimming in.
Merenwen took a sip of water and walked back: Good morning, Elwen! How did you sleep?

Elwen replied:

Oh... are you thirsty?

A little.

Shall I get you some water? There is a clear pool over there.

If you wish to get me some, you may, but not from that place...

Why not?

It brings... memories...

I see...

Elwen hopped down and tried to think of what to do next. She seemed so unsure of herself when Haldir was not there.