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 22 – The Fellowship Arrives
Haldir saw them approaching from the direction of Dimrill Dale. There were eight of them, two men, an elf, four halflings and… a dwarf! They were running towards the wood, slowing down once in the safety of the trees. He signaled to the elves to surround them. He listened to the dwarf, calling the Lady of Light an Elf-witch! He was in the middle of bragging about his sight and hearing when Haldir had the elves surround them. Haldir stepped out of the trees. "The Dwarf breathes so loud we could have shot him in the dark." The dwarf grumbled at him.
The man spoke up: "Haldir o Lórien. Henion, aníron, boe ammen i dulu lîn. Boe ammen veriad lîn. 1
"Aragorn, these woods are perilous. We should go back," said Gimli.
"You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood," Haldir said, glaring at the dwarf. "You cannot go back. You will follow me."
Haldir led them up the path. He took them to a talan, where he needed to question them before he would take them to Caras Galadhon. He wasn't too happy about a Dwarf stepping foot in Lórien. He had an uneasy feeling about him, or was it one of the others? The Halflings stood behind the men, looking weary and sad. He walked up to the elf. "Mae govannen, Legolas Thranduillion." 2
"Govannas vîn gwenne le, Haldir o Lórien," said Legolas. 3
"A Aragorn in Dúnedain, istannen le ammen," said Haldir. 4
"So much for the legendary courtesy of the Elves! Speak words we can all understand!" spat Gimli.
"We have not had dealings with the Dwarves since the Dark Days," sneered Haldir.
"And you know what this Dwarf has to say to that? Ishkhaqwi ai durugnul!" 5 Haldir stiffened, glaring at the Dwarf.
"That was not very courteous," snapped Aragorn at Gimli.
Haldir turned away from Gimli, clearly having a sufficient amount of him. He looked behind Aragorn at the Halflings, who took a step back from Haldir's menacing figure. He felt an evil power surrounding the Halfling with the dirty face and the big blue eyes. "You bring great evil with you!" He turned back to Aragorn. "You can go no further!"
Haldir started to walk away from them with Aragorn following. "We need your protection. The road is very dangerous," Aragorn said. "Please understand we need your support."
Haldir knew he had to lead them to Caras Galadhon. Celeborn and Galadriel awaited them. It was what they wished. "We will leave for Caras Galadhon at first light. You will rest here for the night."
Haldir talked with one of the guards and had food and water brought. Haldir suddenly turned towards the sound of a birdcall. "Stay here! Do not make a sound." With that all the Lórien Elves left the talan, disappearing into the night. A short time afterward in the distance, the sound of a battle could be heard.
Lirimaer was trying to get news from the borders. She had been asking around all day, and now it was late afternoon. She was giving up hope for any news. It had been over a week since Haldir left and she had heard nothing. She couldn't wait to see him again, to hold him in her arms. She found Elladan and Elrohir down at the practice fields. "Have you heard anything from the borders?" she asked, desperate for some news.
"A messenger arrived at midday. They were attacked last night by a band of orcs from Moria," said Elrohir.
Elladan, seeing the concern on Lirimaer's face, added, "Do not worry, there wasn't any casualties. Haldir is fine."
"Anything about the Halfling? Has he arrived yet?" she asked.
Before Elrohir could say anything, Elladan spoke up. "Not yet. But I'm sure Haldir will be back very soon."
Elrohir gave him a look. What is my brother up to now?
"Will you join us for dinner tonight?" asked Elladan.
"I would love to," said Lirimaer. "But before dinner, I think I will go for a swim." She needed to alleviate some of her stress in the hot springs. "I will meet you later." She strained a smile for them and left.
"What are you up to? You know how miserable she is. Why didn't you tell her Haldir was on his way?" asked Elrohir.
"And make her go insane waiting for him? Let her be surprised!" laughed Elladan.
Lirimaer walked down the path towards the hot spring. Perhaps the waters would help relax her, get her mind off things for a while. She was in such deep thought that she didn't notice the commotion going on around Celeborn and Galadriel's apartments. Strangers had arrived to Lórien!
Haldir led them up the stairs to meet with Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn. All he could think about was seeing his Lirimaer again, to take her in his arms, kiss her… He had to keep his mind on the things at hand. He led them to the same place he had led Lirimaer, Elladan and Elrohir two weeks before. He bowed to the Lord and Lady as they descended the stairs, taking his place to the side of the stairs.
His mind started to go back to the last night he was in Caras Galadhon, when he coupled with Lirimaer. A small smile played on his lips. Then he heard the dreaded news.
"The enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone," said Lord Celeborn. "Eight there are here, yet nine there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf? For I much desire to speak with him," asked Celeborn. "I can no longer see him from afar."
"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into shadow," said Galadriel.
Mithrandir was dead! How could this be? thought Haldir. A great sorrow fell on him, he liked the wizard.
"He was taken by both Shadow and flame," said Legolas, "A Balrog of Morgoth. For we went needlessly into the net of Moria."
"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life," said Galadriel. "We do not yet know his full purpose." She looked over at Gimli, who was looking sad, sighing loudly. "Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-Dûm fill your heart Gimli, son of Glóin. For the world has grown full of peril and in all lands love is now mingled with grief."
"What now becomes of this Fellowship? Without Gandalf, hope is lost," said Celeborn.
"The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the Company is true. Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep in peace." Galadriel nodded to Haldir. He bowed and led the group down the stairs from which they came. An area at the tree's base had been set up for them to rest.
"You will stay here," said Haldir. "Provisions will be provided for you." He bowed to the group and quickly left to seek out Lirimaer. He was about to go back up the stairs to Lirimaer's room when he ran into Elladan and Elrohir.
"Haldir! Welcome back!" said Elladan.
"Elladan, Elrohir, mae govannen. If you will excuse me I must…"
"Find Lirimaer? She is not in her room. She just left us, said something about going for a swim," said Elrohir.
A smile came to Haldir's face. "Thank you!" he said, bowing and quickly turning and heading down the path towards the spring.
It was dusk when he arrived at the pool. There was a heavy mist in the air from the steam coming off the water. He looked around and saw her. The sight of her took his breath away. She was standing in the middle of the pool, her wet hair clinging to her fair skin. She cupped her hands, scooping up water and splashed it on her face.
Haldir quickly undressed, trying not to make a sound. He stole his way to the pool's edge and slipped in. He swam under the water, coming up behind her. Now he stood within inches of her, aching to reach out and pull her to him.
The water helped relieve some of the tension in Lirimaer. It was agony not hearing anything from her Haldir. All she could do was think of him. A light breeze blew and she imagined she could smell his scent on the air. She looked down at the water and saw the reflection of the one she loved standing behind her smiling. She was about to turn around when strong arms encircled her waist. A gentle kiss fell on her shoulder.
She thought her heart would burst with joy. She turned and took him into her arms, never wanting to let him go. She sought out his mouth, kissing him, searching out his tongue. She ran her fingers through his wet, golden hair.
Her kiss was like a cool drink of water to parched lips. He squeezed her tighter, enjoying the feel of her skin pressing against his. He lifted her into his arms, pulling her legs around him. He kissed her neck, made his way up to an earlobe, tracing his tongue up the edge of her ear, biting the tip. Her body shuddered. He lifted her higher in his arms and found a nipple, taking it into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. She wrapped her arms around his head, hugging him to her, moaning in response.
Haldir couldn't control himself anymore, he needed her now. He entered her, hard and fast, making her cry out. She responded by moving her hips in time with him. He could feel her need for him was as great as his for her. He thrust into her repeatedly, she meeting his moves. She clawed at his back, placing hard kisses and bites on his shoulder. Their breathing became ragged, their need building.
Lirimaer cried out, her release sending shockwaves through her body. Haldir thrust into her a few more times, finding his release. Lirimaer collapsed against his chest, feeling his heart pound within. She gave a playful bite on his earlobe, making him jump. He smiled, giving her a squeeze. Haldir held Lirimaer tight, feeling her breathing return to normal. It was at this moment that Haldir realized he never wanted to nor could he be apart from his love again. He would have to speak to Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn.
1. Henion, aníron, boe ammen i dulu lîn. Boe ammen veriad lîn – We desire your help. We need your protection
2. Mae govannen, Legolas Thranduillion – Welcome Legolas, son of Thranduil
3. Govannas vîn gwenne le, Haldir o Lórien - Our Fellowship stands in your debt, Haldir of Lórien
4. A Aragorn in Dúnedain, istannen le ammen – Aragorn of the Dúnedain, you are known to us
5. Ishkhaqwi ai durugnul – 'Plague/curse upon your necks' or I have also heard 'I spit on your grave'