Dream Warrior
Author: Heather Lynn
Email: ring_of_adament@yahoo.com
HET/ NC-17
Haldir/Lirimaer
Disclaimer: The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of J R R Tolkien, the Tolkien Estate and Tolkien Enterprises. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
Summary: This story begins in the year 3018 (S.R. 1418), the same time that Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin have begun their journey. They are now with Aragorn, having left Amon Sûl (Weathertop) after battling the ringwraiths. Arwen Evenstar has Frodo and is taking him to Rivendell. Lirimaer is an elf from Rivendell who journeys to Lothlórien to speak to Galadriel about the haunting nightmare she repeatedly has. Haldir comes across her along the way and he leads her to Lórien.
Notes: While writing this, I followed the Tolkien's books and the two movies and made up a few things as well. My timeline does not coincide with the books, only to try to keep things short! The numbers after a sentence means there is a definition at the end of the chapter. I hope the translations are correct, if not please email me so I can make any necessary repairs. I hope to add drawings soon, having just moved I will need some time. I hope you enjoy my first fan fic I've ever written, please let me know what you think! This fan fic was also part of the www.haldir-lives.org Fan Fic Challenge.
Chapter 6 – Secret Exposed
Haldir braided his locks and watched Astalder sleep. It couldn't be possible that this is the son of Megilindir! He would have said something about a son. He only mentioned a daughter named… he could not remember. This boy couldn't be older than 40. He had fine features; soft brows, high cheekbones, a shapely face, a narrow neck. Haldir had to admit this boy had beautiful green eyes with gold flecks, something not very common. But there was something familiar about the color of his hair. It was the same chestnut color that Megilindir had. He would be a handsome elf when he matured.
A strange look came across Astalder's face. Was it fear? He started to moan. Must be dreaming, thought Haldir. His breathing started to quicken. He started to toss and turn in his sleep. Astalder let out a small cry and grabbed at his left arm. I better wake him up before he hurts himself again. He reached over and gently shook him when Astalder cried out and clutched Haldir's arm tightly. He looked at Haldir with a wild look in his eyes. "Please don't die!" she wailed.
"I don't plan on doing any such thing any time soon," Haldir said smartly.
His eyes! She shook her head, still confused from the dream. You're being foolish! Lots of elves have blue eyes. "I'm sorry," Lirimaer said, holding her left arm. She turned away from Haldir and pulled up her tunic sleeve to take a look. A red mark was there again.
"Is something wrong with your arm?" Haldir asked.
"No, I'm fine. I must have been lying on something sharp."
"You were lying on a soft blanket. There is something on the side of your neck. It runs down your back under your shirt. Let me look at it." He started to pull the boy's tunic and undershirt up and saw an angry red mark going up the center of his back. Astalder struggled to keep the tunic from going up any higher. "Do not fight me anymore! Lift up your tunic!"
"Hello!" It was Elladan and Elrohir on the river's edge. "Lirimaer! We've found you! You're all right! Haldir? Is that you?"
Haldir quickly turned and stared at Astalder. Lirimaer? Wait! That was the name of Megilindir's daughter! He couldn't remember it until now… "You're Megilindir's…daughter?" Haldir was suddenly enraged. "You lied to me again! I will be lied to no more!" With that he picked up Lirimaer and threw her into the river.
She kicked her way to the surface. "How dare you!" she fumed, reaching for the raft. "How could you do that to me?" Trying to swim was causing vast pain in her shoulder and the poison was still strong. Haldir, sensing her pain, reached down and pulled her from the water. "I'm sorry if I lied to you!"
"If you lied? Of course you lied to me! You're… you're a she-elf!" something that was very apparent to him now, after he threw her into the icy water and her tunic was now clinging to her breasts, her nipples erect from the cold water. How is it he didn't notice this when he pulled her from the Gladden? He sat her down and glared at her, watching her shiver. Aggravated, he grabbed his pack and pulled out his cloak and wrapped it around her. Then he grabbed the paddle and made his way to Elladan and Elrohir, who stood there with their mouths open.
"What was that all about!" shouted Elrohir. "I think you owe us an explanation!"
"Don't start with me, Elrohir! I am not in a frame of mind to deal with you now!" Haldir said sharply. "And don't you think about it either," he said, pointing to Elladan.
"Not me!" Elladan smirked, holding up his hands in mock defense.
"I had to lie!" said Lirimaer. "I didn't know who you were or what your intentions might be if you found out I was a female."
"I'm an elf, not a man!" he spat. "I think I am able to show some control."
"You forget! I couldn't see you when we met. I was lying on my stomach and you were behind me tending to my wound. I tried to look at you but you kept yelling at me to be still!"
"You should have told me!" Haldir hissed at her.