Disclaimer: See Chapter one
AN: Thanks for the reviews! I have a beta reader but we haven't been able to contact each other threw e-mail for a while; She's spending the night so I'll have her check this chapter.
Chapter 2
Haldir lay on his left side facing the window covered by a thick navy blue tapestry. " Spoiled, sheltered Half-elf." He muttered remembering Elrohir." Trying to tell me what to do. When I get back to the Golden wood I'm going to wring his-"
"Antolle ulua sulrim (Much wind pours from your mouth). Master Elrohir is the wiser of the two twins. I think what he tried to tell you might have been for your own good." Haldir turned over slowly not to agitate his wounds and saw a elf maid with black hair and clothes in her arms.
She smiled." Amin essa Taraqwen. (My name is Taraqwen)." Her green eyes drifted over his many injuries. " An lema? (Long journey?)."
Haldir glared at her. " Kela. Amin feuya ten'lle (Go away. You disgust me.)"
Taraqwen narrowed her eyes and tossed the clothes on the chair beside his bed. " The feeling now is mutual kotyaer (hostile one)." She picked out the tunic and held up for display. " Master Elladan has been kind enough to supply you with these clothes that you may wear for the time being, rather than having to lay naked under heavy covers."
Haldir blushed at her statement then looked at the clothes." Feuya. (Disgusting) " He raised his left arm and made a motion as if to dismiss her. Ron n'farnuva. Sana ron la. (They will not suffice. Take them away.)"
Taraqwen felt like slapping the elfling for his rudeness. " I am afraid that they are all you will have until a set of clothes is made for you." She spoke very slowly like she was talking to an infant. It took Haldir a moment to notice that she was talking down to him. " Now be a good lad and put them on." She placed them on his lap. Haldir picked them up and through them at Taraqwen's retreating form.
Now perhaps it was a blessing of the Valar or a death wish that Glorfindel entered the room at that moment and the clothes hit him! " What is the meaning of this?" The Elf lord asked as he peeled the tunic off of his face.
" They are good clothes hir nin. But he refuses to wear them. Amin n'rangwa ho. (I don't understand him.)"
Glorfindel looked down at Haldir who had turned slightly pale. " Put them on. Uuma ma'ten' rashwe en Imladris... (Do not look for trouble in Imladris.)"
Glorfindel did not finish his sentence; he merely motioned to Taraqwen with his eyes making sure that Haldir saw. It was almost as if he was warning him....
Taraqwen reassured Glorfindel that the elfling would give her no further problems. Glorfindel seemed reluctant to leave but gave in once Elrond summoned him to the council chamber.
This reluctance to leave the elf-maiden's side did not go un-noticed by Haldir. " He has poor tastes llie n'vanima (for you are ugly)."
Taraqwen rounded on Haldir so fast, eyes flashing with anger, that he almost mistook her for an enraged orc.
Haldir turned deathly pale, his eyes as big as saucers
. Now he knew the hidden meaning behind Glorfindel's words,' Uuma ma'ten' rashwe en Imladris,' (Do not look for trouble en Imladris....
' re tuluva a'lle.' (She will come to me).'
" I wouldn't be so quick as to open my mouth if I where in your position. You, elfling," Haldir noticed the emphasize she put on that word." Are most likely going to be in a fine mess when you return to the Golden wood. I have a feeling the Lady did not grant you leave from her city without escort. I happen to believe that she did not even assign that message to you, as you are too young to be a guard or messenger of Lorien. "
Haldir turned deathly pale." DINA! (BE SILENT!)"
Taraqwen stopped her ranting to look at him." Touched nerves have I elfling?"
" Dina! Kela! (Be silent! Go away!)".
" Why should I? I am right aren't I? You left Lorien without permission."
"Dina..."
" Why? You could have been killed!"
" Tualle n'rangwa. Kela. (A servant *would* not understand. Go away.)
" I'd beg to differ." Taraqwen said pulling the green tunic over his head, a stab to Haldir's pride. He roughly pushed the elf-maiden away. " I can dress myself. Kela! (Go away!)"
Taraqwen glared at him glared at Haldir." I will be back in one hour's time. I expect to see you dressed completely, I will be bringing you breakfast, you will eat all of it or-" She slapped him in the back of the head." I won't hesitate to do that again."
End of Chapter 2
AN: Thanks for the reviews! I have a beta reader but we haven't been able to contact each other threw e-mail for a while; She's spending the night so I'll have her check this chapter.
Chapter 2
Haldir lay on his left side facing the window covered by a thick navy blue tapestry. " Spoiled, sheltered Half-elf." He muttered remembering Elrohir." Trying to tell me what to do. When I get back to the Golden wood I'm going to wring his-"
"Antolle ulua sulrim (Much wind pours from your mouth). Master Elrohir is the wiser of the two twins. I think what he tried to tell you might have been for your own good." Haldir turned over slowly not to agitate his wounds and saw a elf maid with black hair and clothes in her arms.
She smiled." Amin essa Taraqwen. (My name is Taraqwen)." Her green eyes drifted over his many injuries. " An lema? (Long journey?)."
Haldir glared at her. " Kela. Amin feuya ten'lle (Go away. You disgust me.)"
Taraqwen narrowed her eyes and tossed the clothes on the chair beside his bed. " The feeling now is mutual kotyaer (hostile one)." She picked out the tunic and held up for display. " Master Elladan has been kind enough to supply you with these clothes that you may wear for the time being, rather than having to lay naked under heavy covers."
Haldir blushed at her statement then looked at the clothes." Feuya. (Disgusting) " He raised his left arm and made a motion as if to dismiss her. Ron n'farnuva. Sana ron la. (They will not suffice. Take them away.)"
Taraqwen felt like slapping the elfling for his rudeness. " I am afraid that they are all you will have until a set of clothes is made for you." She spoke very slowly like she was talking to an infant. It took Haldir a moment to notice that she was talking down to him. " Now be a good lad and put them on." She placed them on his lap. Haldir picked them up and through them at Taraqwen's retreating form.
Now perhaps it was a blessing of the Valar or a death wish that Glorfindel entered the room at that moment and the clothes hit him! " What is the meaning of this?" The Elf lord asked as he peeled the tunic off of his face.
" They are good clothes hir nin. But he refuses to wear them. Amin n'rangwa ho. (I don't understand him.)"
Glorfindel looked down at Haldir who had turned slightly pale. " Put them on. Uuma ma'ten' rashwe en Imladris... (Do not look for trouble in Imladris.)"
Glorfindel did not finish his sentence; he merely motioned to Taraqwen with his eyes making sure that Haldir saw. It was almost as if he was warning him....
Taraqwen reassured Glorfindel that the elfling would give her no further problems. Glorfindel seemed reluctant to leave but gave in once Elrond summoned him to the council chamber.
This reluctance to leave the elf-maiden's side did not go un-noticed by Haldir. " He has poor tastes llie n'vanima (for you are ugly)."
Taraqwen rounded on Haldir so fast, eyes flashing with anger, that he almost mistook her for an enraged orc.
Haldir turned deathly pale, his eyes as big as saucers
. Now he knew the hidden meaning behind Glorfindel's words,' Uuma ma'ten' rashwe en Imladris,' (Do not look for trouble en Imladris....
' re tuluva a'lle.' (She will come to me).'
" I wouldn't be so quick as to open my mouth if I where in your position. You, elfling," Haldir noticed the emphasize she put on that word." Are most likely going to be in a fine mess when you return to the Golden wood. I have a feeling the Lady did not grant you leave from her city without escort. I happen to believe that she did not even assign that message to you, as you are too young to be a guard or messenger of Lorien. "
Haldir turned deathly pale." DINA! (BE SILENT!)"
Taraqwen stopped her ranting to look at him." Touched nerves have I elfling?"
" Dina! Kela! (Be silent! Go away!)".
" Why should I? I am right aren't I? You left Lorien without permission."
"Dina..."
" Why? You could have been killed!"
" Tualle n'rangwa. Kela. (A servant *would* not understand. Go away.)
" I'd beg to differ." Taraqwen said pulling the green tunic over his head, a stab to Haldir's pride. He roughly pushed the elf-maiden away. " I can dress myself. Kela! (Go away!)"
Taraqwen glared at him glared at Haldir." I will be back in one hour's time. I expect to see you dressed completely, I will be bringing you breakfast, you will eat all of it or-" She slapped him in the back of the head." I won't hesitate to do that again."
End of Chapter 2