Winters Journey
Disclaimer: See chapter one!
AN: Thanks for the reviews. Hmm....Perhaps it's time to check in on Haldir's home front of Lorien, I believe that he has two brothers who are ready to hug him for his safe return, then throttle him for his stupidity.
Orophin: Let us just skip the hug and commence with the throttling.
Haldir: *gulp. * 0.0
AN: Also I have no idea which brother is the oldest, or which is the youngest (None of my books tell me) so for this stories purposes Orophin is the oldest, Rúmil is the middle child and Haldir is the youngest. Also let's welcome back my OCs Dúmenel and Nimorn, not only escorts but border guards of Lorien.
Chapter 3
Rúmil could not believe the stupidity of it all. Mostly he couldn't believe that these two elves, the ones who where supposed to be in charge of the safety of Lorien's west boarder; had allowed his little brother to slip past them. Haldir was two hundred years younger than Rúmil and not as experience at moving without being noticed. Still the elfling had made it past them.
Elrond had informed the Lady that some how Haldir had managed to make to Imladris barely alive, and was being held there for medical attention. That message had been delivered three weeks ago with a reply to Haldir's message. Lady Galadriel was livid that the youngling would go out on his own, but Lord Celeborn managed to clam her; promising her that Haldir would be returned to Lorien safe for the New Year. Ever since two years ago.... she'd been touchy about her people leaving Lorien's borders.
Orophin himself was rather angry with Haldir for three reasons. One, leaving Lorien without so much as an escort, note, or anything of the sort. Two, worrying them all to death. And finally, because Orophin was supposed to deliver the message to Imladris. Orophin was the oldest of the three brothers, five hundred years older than Haldir and three hundred older than Rúmil.
Practically all Haldir's life he wanted to grow up and be the Marchwarden of Lorien, but so did Orophin. Haldir saw his older brother as a threat to obtaining his dream, Orophin almost being of age to be a border guard, so Haldir went out of his way to prove his strength and bravery to his lord and lady. Rúmil found the entire competition between his two brothers ridiculous.
Rúmil guessed that leaving Lorien in the middle of winter, traveling all the way to Imladris and getting home safe another thing he did to try and impress the lord and lady. Only this little stunt backfired.
Often as of late Galadriel spoke of locking the elfling up until he acquired some sense once he returned to Lorien.
" We are terribly sorry." Nimorn said, breaking Rúmil out of his thoughts. Nimorn and Dúmenel had been visiting his family's talan for the past three weeks making apologies to him and his brother. Rúmil wondered what happened the day the Lady received the message and request a council with both elves; ever since they had been apologizing.
" You're apologies are not needed. Haldir is safe, and will return home of the New Year." Rúmil said ushering the two out of his talan. " Namaarie."
Both elves inclined their heads and left the talan. " Haldir....lle rashwe. ( Haldir.... you're in trouble)". Rúmil said as his eyes fell on his brother, Orophin sitting on the ledge of the talan.
Haldir was happy to no longer be confined to his bed. Lord Elrond did make him rest often but Haldir was happy to be moving around. The only thing that did not please him was that she-elf.... Taraqwen was still ordered by Elrond to keep watch over him. A few times she caught Haldir out of bed when it was known by all that Elrond specifically requested him to rest. Each time he had attempted to run from the she-elf, well hobble was more like it. But in a matter of four long strides, she caught up with him and directed him back to his room. And today was no different.
" Why can't you stay put pen-nath (little one)?" Taraqwen asked tucking Haldir into his bed, him fighting her the whole way.
" Do not treat me as a child."
" Then don't act like one." She snapped, tucking him in so tight that Haldir couldn't even move beneath his sheets.
Taraqwen then walked out of room, commanding Haldir to get some sleep. Before she could even shut the door Elladan tapped her on the shoulder. Taraqwen turned to see Elladan blush. Then the young elf thrust a dozen roses at her arms. " Theseareforyou." His nervousness making his sentences run together.
Taraqwen stared at he roses, roses that grew in the former Lady's flower garden. Soil from Lorien had been sprinkled on that ground, insuring that flowers grew healthy no matter the weather or time of year.
" Diola lle hir nin... (Thank you my lord....)" She said not sure of what to do. Elladan blushed brighter.
" You're welcome...." He shifted in his spot uncomfortable, he had that odd feeling in his stomach again." Well uh... I should...probably go. Namaarie." And he quickly ran down the hall.
Taraqwen just stood there confused and with flowers. Haldir, because his door was open, had managed to see some of the event. "The half elf admires her too? Such poor taste these Imladris elves have..."
Taraqwen reappeared in the doorway, anger written all over her face.
Haldir sighed," I really have to learn not to speak so loud..." he managed to get out before the angry elf maiden slapped him upside his head.
End of chapter 3
Disclaimer: See chapter one!
AN: Thanks for the reviews. Hmm....Perhaps it's time to check in on Haldir's home front of Lorien, I believe that he has two brothers who are ready to hug him for his safe return, then throttle him for his stupidity.
Orophin: Let us just skip the hug and commence with the throttling.
Haldir: *gulp. * 0.0
AN: Also I have no idea which brother is the oldest, or which is the youngest (None of my books tell me) so for this stories purposes Orophin is the oldest, Rúmil is the middle child and Haldir is the youngest. Also let's welcome back my OCs Dúmenel and Nimorn, not only escorts but border guards of Lorien.
Chapter 3
Rúmil could not believe the stupidity of it all. Mostly he couldn't believe that these two elves, the ones who where supposed to be in charge of the safety of Lorien's west boarder; had allowed his little brother to slip past them. Haldir was two hundred years younger than Rúmil and not as experience at moving without being noticed. Still the elfling had made it past them.
Elrond had informed the Lady that some how Haldir had managed to make to Imladris barely alive, and was being held there for medical attention. That message had been delivered three weeks ago with a reply to Haldir's message. Lady Galadriel was livid that the youngling would go out on his own, but Lord Celeborn managed to clam her; promising her that Haldir would be returned to Lorien safe for the New Year. Ever since two years ago.... she'd been touchy about her people leaving Lorien's borders.
Orophin himself was rather angry with Haldir for three reasons. One, leaving Lorien without so much as an escort, note, or anything of the sort. Two, worrying them all to death. And finally, because Orophin was supposed to deliver the message to Imladris. Orophin was the oldest of the three brothers, five hundred years older than Haldir and three hundred older than Rúmil.
Practically all Haldir's life he wanted to grow up and be the Marchwarden of Lorien, but so did Orophin. Haldir saw his older brother as a threat to obtaining his dream, Orophin almost being of age to be a border guard, so Haldir went out of his way to prove his strength and bravery to his lord and lady. Rúmil found the entire competition between his two brothers ridiculous.
Rúmil guessed that leaving Lorien in the middle of winter, traveling all the way to Imladris and getting home safe another thing he did to try and impress the lord and lady. Only this little stunt backfired.
Often as of late Galadriel spoke of locking the elfling up until he acquired some sense once he returned to Lorien.
" We are terribly sorry." Nimorn said, breaking Rúmil out of his thoughts. Nimorn and Dúmenel had been visiting his family's talan for the past three weeks making apologies to him and his brother. Rúmil wondered what happened the day the Lady received the message and request a council with both elves; ever since they had been apologizing.
" You're apologies are not needed. Haldir is safe, and will return home of the New Year." Rúmil said ushering the two out of his talan. " Namaarie."
Both elves inclined their heads and left the talan. " Haldir....lle rashwe. ( Haldir.... you're in trouble)". Rúmil said as his eyes fell on his brother, Orophin sitting on the ledge of the talan.
Haldir was happy to no longer be confined to his bed. Lord Elrond did make him rest often but Haldir was happy to be moving around. The only thing that did not please him was that she-elf.... Taraqwen was still ordered by Elrond to keep watch over him. A few times she caught Haldir out of bed when it was known by all that Elrond specifically requested him to rest. Each time he had attempted to run from the she-elf, well hobble was more like it. But in a matter of four long strides, she caught up with him and directed him back to his room. And today was no different.
" Why can't you stay put pen-nath (little one)?" Taraqwen asked tucking Haldir into his bed, him fighting her the whole way.
" Do not treat me as a child."
" Then don't act like one." She snapped, tucking him in so tight that Haldir couldn't even move beneath his sheets.
Taraqwen then walked out of room, commanding Haldir to get some sleep. Before she could even shut the door Elladan tapped her on the shoulder. Taraqwen turned to see Elladan blush. Then the young elf thrust a dozen roses at her arms. " Theseareforyou." His nervousness making his sentences run together.
Taraqwen stared at he roses, roses that grew in the former Lady's flower garden. Soil from Lorien had been sprinkled on that ground, insuring that flowers grew healthy no matter the weather or time of year.
" Diola lle hir nin... (Thank you my lord....)" She said not sure of what to do. Elladan blushed brighter.
" You're welcome...." He shifted in his spot uncomfortable, he had that odd feeling in his stomach again." Well uh... I should...probably go. Namaarie." And he quickly ran down the hall.
Taraqwen just stood there confused and with flowers. Haldir, because his door was open, had managed to see some of the event. "The half elf admires her too? Such poor taste these Imladris elves have..."
Taraqwen reappeared in the doorway, anger written all over her face.
Haldir sighed," I really have to learn not to speak so loud..." he managed to get out before the angry elf maiden slapped him upside his head.
End of chapter 3