Nolwe Chapter 9
I do not own Lord of the Rings
Glorfindel looked at his friend as Elrond continued, "The man Thior was really a assassin sent by Sauron to kill Nolwe, Calale and Atanvardo. He attacked Nolwe, and she was hurt. I had left the room because a servant had come with a few questions about tonight's dinner, I was coming back in when I heard a cry, looking up I saw him crouched over her with a bloodied dagger. Reflex reaction and I killed him." Glorfindel looked pale by now, Elrond noticing this said, "I carried her back to her room, dealt with her wound, but I admit that spending time alone with her was taxing. I have waited long for the day I should meet her, and still I shall wait longer."
Glorfindel by now was sitting in the chair, in deep thought, thinking over what had been said. Looking up he asked, "How was she when you left her?"
Elrond sat down behind his desk and sighed before saying, "She seemed lost. Galadriel told me what she knew of her past, and how everyone of importance, except for her cousins died before she came here."
Glorfindel was shocked but replied in a simple tone, "Maybe she needs to be loved."
Elrond looked at his friend and asked in an almost pleading, strained whisper, "How can I make her see that I would love her for all time?"
Glorfindel looked at his melancholic lord and sighed, "Elrond dinner is in an hour, I suggest you get ready. I will go see that Nolwe is taken care of, as well as the body."
Elrond looked up at his friend without thinking and said, "The body is taken care of, I saw Elladan on the way and asked him to take care of it." Then becoming serious, softly added, "See that she wears a fair dress tonight?" Glorfindel was surprised at this, but realised that Elrond was really off in his own little world.
***
Glorfindel peered down at me with a small frown, "What are you doing here Glorfindel?" I asked. Something occurred to me then, I asked, "Do you know who my soul mate is? And who else knows?"
Glorfindel said to my amazement, stuttering in surprise, "I do. As for knowing yes I know and only four other people know. They are Galadriel, Celeborn, Arwen and Elrond." 'Crap!' he thought, 'I just basically told her!' Thinking of something to sidetrack her thoughts he added, "I have been told by your esteemed soul mate that you should dress fairly this evening."
I was a little angered by his attitude about the whole soul mate issue, "Well I am hurt, I do not think I will go to dinner. Guess I will just have to stay in bed till I am fully healed. If my soul mate is at dinner you can tell him to think twice if he thinks I am shallow enough to dress up for some guy who I do not even know!"
Glorfindel was now panicking. 'Elrond will skin me alive when he finds out what I have done, and then it will be back to Mandos halls.' Seeing the resolute look on Nolwe's face he asked, "Shall I send for a dinner tray?"
I looked up at Glorfindel and nodded my head before lying down in bed. Well I was not happy now. 'Who did my soul mate think he was to ask that I make myself look pretty for him?.' Worn out and angered from the days events I fell asleep.
Meanwhile Glorfindel wondered to himself how he was going to tell Elrond what had happened. 'Surely he will find out, but the question is when. I could tell him, or I could just wait and see if Nolwe realises what I have said, and approaches Elrond.' Either way he knew Elrond would not be happy.
Getting ready for dinner, and going to the hall he meet Elrond at the entrance and sat down. Dinner had begun before anyone realised that Nolwe was not there.
"Does anyone know where Nolwe is?" Arwen asked
Here was the time to tell, "She was tired when I last saw her and said that she would go rest."
"Maybe she is ill. Ada perhaps you should check on her?" Arwen suggested concerned for her friend. Elrond turned and looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"No! I mean, she only seemed tired milord nothing to worry about." Although I knew I had fooled most of the people at the table I knew Elrond saw through my explanation. Sending me a look I knew well, there was going to be a discussion after dinner.
***
"You said what?" Elrond whispered with a tight voice after I finished telling him what I had done.
Sighing I sat down. "If it means anything Nolwe was so tired that I do not think she took notice of it. Especially after I made the remark about the dress. She was mostly upset by that." I replied.
Elrond suddenly felt the years catch up on him and sat down, shoulders slumped. "I do not blame you Glorfindel, it was an accident. We can only wait to see what happens, I guess.."
***
Screaming rang through my ears, forcing me to open my eyes, and catch my breath. I wondered what could be wrong, when I realised it was Calale again. Getting out of bed and hurrying to her room, I banged my arm and realised that it was still very tender from the previous afternoon. Approaching the bed I saw Calale's shoulders shaking, as she cried. Seeing my arrival she leapt out of bed and hurled her body into my own.
As usual a band of people had turned up by now to see what the disturbance was. Looking at them, I could see that they all held concern for the girl who cried her heart out. Her sobs die down to a whimper, and I guided her to my rooms. Tonight she would sleep in my room, and in my bed. The people who had gathered seeing that she was taken care of left us except for Atanvardo.
"Will she be alright Nolwe. I do not think that my heart be able to stand watching her wake from nightmares every night screaming." He whispered.
Holding him in a hug, which was awkward since he was taller than me I said, "We shall conquer, I will not harm fall upon her. Do not worry." Feeling him hug me back in silent acceptance I turned my attentions back to Calale, and Atanvardo left us.
Tucking her into bed, making sure she was comfortable, I heard a knock at the door. Opening it I saw Elrond holding a mug. "This is for Calale. She will fall into a deep and dreamless sleep, something I think she would appreciate."
"Thankyou milord, I will make sure that she drinks it." I replied, slightly bowing my head.
Elrond thought about something and said, "Tomorrow I have council with Mithrandir. Would you please come to this, and bring Calale." It was not so much a question, but a command.
Again I nodded my head, "We shall be in attendance."
Elrond replied, "Thankyou. It begins at 10, at my study. Good evening Nolwe."
Looking up at him, I saw nothing and realised he had already disappeared. Who could blame him, it was the middle of the night. Handing Calale the cup she looked at me and said, "Thankyou Nolwe. It's moment like this that I see you not as a cousin or a sister, but as a mother, who I love with all my heart." At her words I almost let a cry out. So simple, but with such a rich meaning. I held her hand as she fell asleep. "And I love you." I whispered. Placing a kiss on her forehead I laid down and slept beside her.
The next morning, I awoke to see that Calale was sitting up in bed, looking out the window in deep thought. Putting a hand on her shoulder I startled her. Smiling I said, "There is a meeting that Lord Elrond wants us to attend this morning. I think that we are going to discuss your dreams."
The smile from her face faded at the mention of the dreams, "More like nightmares. What time and where is this meeting to be held?"
"At ten o'clock this morning, in his study." I replied, while stretching my limbs. I went to my dresser and pulled out one of the various dresses out. Today it was cream coloured with royal blue floral print.
Pulling my night gown off I had totally forgotten about the wound in my shoulder. Hearing Calale gasp I turned to her, and she asked, "Nolwe your bleeding, what happened?"
Bleeding? Looking at my shoulder in, I saw the faint traces of blood seeping through the bandages Elrond had placed there. Calale came up and undid the bandages, seeing the wound, which was now inflamed and tracing a finger along it, found it was very tender.
I needed a healer. "Calale, can you help me dress, I do not want to try and make my wound any more worse than it already is." Calale picked up the dress and helped me put it on. "Thankyou. I am going to the healers hall now, shall I meet you at the meeting?"
"Yes of course. Until then Nolwe." Calale said concerned.
Leaving her to get ready I went in search of the healers halls. Things would have been better if I actually knew where I was going. Walking along one of the many corridors of Imaldris I decided I should just stop and ask someone. Looking around I heard voices coming from a garden. Following the sound I stumbled across Arwen and Estel. On recognition Arwen smiled and asked, "Nolwe good morning. Can I help you with anything?, you seem lost."
Smiling I said, "Arwen could you point me in the direction of the healers halls, I need to see a healer."
Arwen jumped up and quickly asked in a voice laced with concern, "Nolwe are you okay?"
Putting a hand on my injured shoulder I said, "I ran into some trouble yesterday, and your father was able to fix it at the time, but through the night my wound has become infected."
Estel looked at me, and seeing his eyes I knew that Elrond had spoken to him about yesterdays incident. Standing up, he walked over to me and said, "Come Lady Nolwe I shall take you to the healers, for I think I know what is wrong."
Arwen thought something over and said aloud, "Estel take her to my father, I am sure he will know what to do."
Estel looked at her, and I witnessed a silent conversation of sorts. Coming to some sort of conclusion, Estel motioned for me to follow him and Arwen. Silently moving through the maze of hallways, I came to realise that I really needed a tour of this place.
Stopping in front of a rather elaborate doorway, Estel lightly rapped his knuckles on the wood. Hearing a reply he opened the door and ushered us inside. Looking around I knew that this had to be the Lord of Rivendell's private rooms. Across the room out on the patio, Lord Elrond could be seen watering some plants that he kept there.
"Adafather, Nolwe is in need of a healer," Arwen spoke aloud catching her fathers attention.
Looking up he saw me and suddenly I felt like running under his gaze. Not missing a beat he came up and looked at my shoulder. Sucking in a breath as he touched one of the more tender parts he turned to Estel and said, "Go to my study. In the top drawer of my desk you will find a wooden box. Please fetch it for me."
While Estel did this Arwen helped me take the dress off so my shoulder was revealed and Elrond took a moment to study it before swearing. "Nolwe can you please sit down, what I am going to do might hurt a little." A little! What an understatement. He had reopened my wound! Looking at my shoulder I nearly fainted at the sight of it. Elrond quietly set about draining all the excess fluids out, and by then Estel had come back with the wooden box. Elrond taking the box opened it and slipped on a ring. Placing his hand over m shoulder and concentrating I felt a burning heat and leat out a cry. Elrond looked up and saw the tears flowing down my face. Standing up he turned and said, "I am sorry but your shoulder is all better now." Looking at my shoulder all I saw was a faint white line. I wondered how, and Elrond seeing my wonder said, "The ring which I guard is Vilya. When I use it, it increases my ability to heal."
Arwen helped me up and did my dress up for me. "Thankyou for helping me Lord Elrond." I didn't know what else to say.
A weak smile traced his lips and he replied, "Nolwe the pleasure was mine. You are still coming to this mornings meeting?"
Smiling I said, "Yes, after I change out of this dress." For the dress had become stained when Elrond cleaned out the wound.
Seeing her I wondered if she had figured it out, but her actions lead me to believe that she hadn't. 'It is better this way' I thought to myself. She didn't need to know this, not yet. I would rather she loved me on her own accord instead of because she felt obliged. Hearing her comment about the dress I said, "Nolwe until the meeting I suggest you rest," turning to my daughter I asked, "Arwen would you please help Nolwe this morning?"
"Of course Ada," she replied, and they left the room. Estel, my foster son seemed to be thinking things over.
"How was it that she was able to be attacked from inside Rivendell Ada?" I knew that he asked a rhetorical question, which required no answer.
I looked at him and said, "The times are becoming dangerous. When you take Atanvardo with you be on your guard. If they are after Nolwe, they are will surely be after her cousins. Already Sauron attacks Calale."
Estel looked at the sky and said, "I will try Ada but I do not know how I will achieve all this." He seemed to be in despair. I knew that he was not only troubled over the past day events, but also his role in the future.
Placing my hand on his shoulders I simply said, "Take one day at a time my son."
Nothing more was said, nothing more needed to be said, and the two leaders looked out into the morning sky in wonder.
I do not own Lord of the Rings
Glorfindel looked at his friend as Elrond continued, "The man Thior was really a assassin sent by Sauron to kill Nolwe, Calale and Atanvardo. He attacked Nolwe, and she was hurt. I had left the room because a servant had come with a few questions about tonight's dinner, I was coming back in when I heard a cry, looking up I saw him crouched over her with a bloodied dagger. Reflex reaction and I killed him." Glorfindel looked pale by now, Elrond noticing this said, "I carried her back to her room, dealt with her wound, but I admit that spending time alone with her was taxing. I have waited long for the day I should meet her, and still I shall wait longer."
Glorfindel by now was sitting in the chair, in deep thought, thinking over what had been said. Looking up he asked, "How was she when you left her?"
Elrond sat down behind his desk and sighed before saying, "She seemed lost. Galadriel told me what she knew of her past, and how everyone of importance, except for her cousins died before she came here."
Glorfindel was shocked but replied in a simple tone, "Maybe she needs to be loved."
Elrond looked at his friend and asked in an almost pleading, strained whisper, "How can I make her see that I would love her for all time?"
Glorfindel looked at his melancholic lord and sighed, "Elrond dinner is in an hour, I suggest you get ready. I will go see that Nolwe is taken care of, as well as the body."
Elrond looked up at his friend without thinking and said, "The body is taken care of, I saw Elladan on the way and asked him to take care of it." Then becoming serious, softly added, "See that she wears a fair dress tonight?" Glorfindel was surprised at this, but realised that Elrond was really off in his own little world.
***
Glorfindel peered down at me with a small frown, "What are you doing here Glorfindel?" I asked. Something occurred to me then, I asked, "Do you know who my soul mate is? And who else knows?"
Glorfindel said to my amazement, stuttering in surprise, "I do. As for knowing yes I know and only four other people know. They are Galadriel, Celeborn, Arwen and Elrond." 'Crap!' he thought, 'I just basically told her!' Thinking of something to sidetrack her thoughts he added, "I have been told by your esteemed soul mate that you should dress fairly this evening."
I was a little angered by his attitude about the whole soul mate issue, "Well I am hurt, I do not think I will go to dinner. Guess I will just have to stay in bed till I am fully healed. If my soul mate is at dinner you can tell him to think twice if he thinks I am shallow enough to dress up for some guy who I do not even know!"
Glorfindel was now panicking. 'Elrond will skin me alive when he finds out what I have done, and then it will be back to Mandos halls.' Seeing the resolute look on Nolwe's face he asked, "Shall I send for a dinner tray?"
I looked up at Glorfindel and nodded my head before lying down in bed. Well I was not happy now. 'Who did my soul mate think he was to ask that I make myself look pretty for him?.' Worn out and angered from the days events I fell asleep.
Meanwhile Glorfindel wondered to himself how he was going to tell Elrond what had happened. 'Surely he will find out, but the question is when. I could tell him, or I could just wait and see if Nolwe realises what I have said, and approaches Elrond.' Either way he knew Elrond would not be happy.
Getting ready for dinner, and going to the hall he meet Elrond at the entrance and sat down. Dinner had begun before anyone realised that Nolwe was not there.
"Does anyone know where Nolwe is?" Arwen asked
Here was the time to tell, "She was tired when I last saw her and said that she would go rest."
"Maybe she is ill. Ada perhaps you should check on her?" Arwen suggested concerned for her friend. Elrond turned and looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"No! I mean, she only seemed tired milord nothing to worry about." Although I knew I had fooled most of the people at the table I knew Elrond saw through my explanation. Sending me a look I knew well, there was going to be a discussion after dinner.
***
"You said what?" Elrond whispered with a tight voice after I finished telling him what I had done.
Sighing I sat down. "If it means anything Nolwe was so tired that I do not think she took notice of it. Especially after I made the remark about the dress. She was mostly upset by that." I replied.
Elrond suddenly felt the years catch up on him and sat down, shoulders slumped. "I do not blame you Glorfindel, it was an accident. We can only wait to see what happens, I guess.."
***
Screaming rang through my ears, forcing me to open my eyes, and catch my breath. I wondered what could be wrong, when I realised it was Calale again. Getting out of bed and hurrying to her room, I banged my arm and realised that it was still very tender from the previous afternoon. Approaching the bed I saw Calale's shoulders shaking, as she cried. Seeing my arrival she leapt out of bed and hurled her body into my own.
As usual a band of people had turned up by now to see what the disturbance was. Looking at them, I could see that they all held concern for the girl who cried her heart out. Her sobs die down to a whimper, and I guided her to my rooms. Tonight she would sleep in my room, and in my bed. The people who had gathered seeing that she was taken care of left us except for Atanvardo.
"Will she be alright Nolwe. I do not think that my heart be able to stand watching her wake from nightmares every night screaming." He whispered.
Holding him in a hug, which was awkward since he was taller than me I said, "We shall conquer, I will not harm fall upon her. Do not worry." Feeling him hug me back in silent acceptance I turned my attentions back to Calale, and Atanvardo left us.
Tucking her into bed, making sure she was comfortable, I heard a knock at the door. Opening it I saw Elrond holding a mug. "This is for Calale. She will fall into a deep and dreamless sleep, something I think she would appreciate."
"Thankyou milord, I will make sure that she drinks it." I replied, slightly bowing my head.
Elrond thought about something and said, "Tomorrow I have council with Mithrandir. Would you please come to this, and bring Calale." It was not so much a question, but a command.
Again I nodded my head, "We shall be in attendance."
Elrond replied, "Thankyou. It begins at 10, at my study. Good evening Nolwe."
Looking up at him, I saw nothing and realised he had already disappeared. Who could blame him, it was the middle of the night. Handing Calale the cup she looked at me and said, "Thankyou Nolwe. It's moment like this that I see you not as a cousin or a sister, but as a mother, who I love with all my heart." At her words I almost let a cry out. So simple, but with such a rich meaning. I held her hand as she fell asleep. "And I love you." I whispered. Placing a kiss on her forehead I laid down and slept beside her.
The next morning, I awoke to see that Calale was sitting up in bed, looking out the window in deep thought. Putting a hand on her shoulder I startled her. Smiling I said, "There is a meeting that Lord Elrond wants us to attend this morning. I think that we are going to discuss your dreams."
The smile from her face faded at the mention of the dreams, "More like nightmares. What time and where is this meeting to be held?"
"At ten o'clock this morning, in his study." I replied, while stretching my limbs. I went to my dresser and pulled out one of the various dresses out. Today it was cream coloured with royal blue floral print.
Pulling my night gown off I had totally forgotten about the wound in my shoulder. Hearing Calale gasp I turned to her, and she asked, "Nolwe your bleeding, what happened?"
Bleeding? Looking at my shoulder in, I saw the faint traces of blood seeping through the bandages Elrond had placed there. Calale came up and undid the bandages, seeing the wound, which was now inflamed and tracing a finger along it, found it was very tender.
I needed a healer. "Calale, can you help me dress, I do not want to try and make my wound any more worse than it already is." Calale picked up the dress and helped me put it on. "Thankyou. I am going to the healers hall now, shall I meet you at the meeting?"
"Yes of course. Until then Nolwe." Calale said concerned.
Leaving her to get ready I went in search of the healers halls. Things would have been better if I actually knew where I was going. Walking along one of the many corridors of Imaldris I decided I should just stop and ask someone. Looking around I heard voices coming from a garden. Following the sound I stumbled across Arwen and Estel. On recognition Arwen smiled and asked, "Nolwe good morning. Can I help you with anything?, you seem lost."
Smiling I said, "Arwen could you point me in the direction of the healers halls, I need to see a healer."
Arwen jumped up and quickly asked in a voice laced with concern, "Nolwe are you okay?"
Putting a hand on my injured shoulder I said, "I ran into some trouble yesterday, and your father was able to fix it at the time, but through the night my wound has become infected."
Estel looked at me, and seeing his eyes I knew that Elrond had spoken to him about yesterdays incident. Standing up, he walked over to me and said, "Come Lady Nolwe I shall take you to the healers, for I think I know what is wrong."
Arwen thought something over and said aloud, "Estel take her to my father, I am sure he will know what to do."
Estel looked at her, and I witnessed a silent conversation of sorts. Coming to some sort of conclusion, Estel motioned for me to follow him and Arwen. Silently moving through the maze of hallways, I came to realise that I really needed a tour of this place.
Stopping in front of a rather elaborate doorway, Estel lightly rapped his knuckles on the wood. Hearing a reply he opened the door and ushered us inside. Looking around I knew that this had to be the Lord of Rivendell's private rooms. Across the room out on the patio, Lord Elrond could be seen watering some plants that he kept there.
"Adafather, Nolwe is in need of a healer," Arwen spoke aloud catching her fathers attention.
Looking up he saw me and suddenly I felt like running under his gaze. Not missing a beat he came up and looked at my shoulder. Sucking in a breath as he touched one of the more tender parts he turned to Estel and said, "Go to my study. In the top drawer of my desk you will find a wooden box. Please fetch it for me."
While Estel did this Arwen helped me take the dress off so my shoulder was revealed and Elrond took a moment to study it before swearing. "Nolwe can you please sit down, what I am going to do might hurt a little." A little! What an understatement. He had reopened my wound! Looking at my shoulder I nearly fainted at the sight of it. Elrond quietly set about draining all the excess fluids out, and by then Estel had come back with the wooden box. Elrond taking the box opened it and slipped on a ring. Placing his hand over m shoulder and concentrating I felt a burning heat and leat out a cry. Elrond looked up and saw the tears flowing down my face. Standing up he turned and said, "I am sorry but your shoulder is all better now." Looking at my shoulder all I saw was a faint white line. I wondered how, and Elrond seeing my wonder said, "The ring which I guard is Vilya. When I use it, it increases my ability to heal."
Arwen helped me up and did my dress up for me. "Thankyou for helping me Lord Elrond." I didn't know what else to say.
A weak smile traced his lips and he replied, "Nolwe the pleasure was mine. You are still coming to this mornings meeting?"
Smiling I said, "Yes, after I change out of this dress." For the dress had become stained when Elrond cleaned out the wound.
Seeing her I wondered if she had figured it out, but her actions lead me to believe that she hadn't. 'It is better this way' I thought to myself. She didn't need to know this, not yet. I would rather she loved me on her own accord instead of because she felt obliged. Hearing her comment about the dress I said, "Nolwe until the meeting I suggest you rest," turning to my daughter I asked, "Arwen would you please help Nolwe this morning?"
"Of course Ada," she replied, and they left the room. Estel, my foster son seemed to be thinking things over.
"How was it that she was able to be attacked from inside Rivendell Ada?" I knew that he asked a rhetorical question, which required no answer.
I looked at him and said, "The times are becoming dangerous. When you take Atanvardo with you be on your guard. If they are after Nolwe, they are will surely be after her cousins. Already Sauron attacks Calale."
Estel looked at the sky and said, "I will try Ada but I do not know how I will achieve all this." He seemed to be in despair. I knew that he was not only troubled over the past day events, but also his role in the future.
Placing my hand on his shoulders I simply said, "Take one day at a time my son."
Nothing more was said, nothing more needed to be said, and the two leaders looked out into the morning sky in wonder.