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 23 – Friends Old and New
Haldir and Lirimaer walked back to the city holding hands. Lirimaer could hear the sound of singing. She stopped dead in her tracks. It was a lament for Gandalf the Grey! Tears came to her eyes. "Gandalf is dead?" she asked.
"He fell to a balrog in Moria. He was part of the Fellowship with the Halfling. He was a good friend and will be missed," Haldir said, with great sadness in his voice. He turned and gave Lirimaer a comforting hug.
They arrived at the base of the tree where their rooms were. Lirimaer saw an encampment set up around the mallorn's roots. There were strangers here, the Fellowship. She saw four Hobbits, a Dwarf, a man and… "Estel!" she cried, running into Aragorn's outstretched arms. 1 "I can't believe it is you! You are part of this Fellowship?"
Aragorn nodded. "Master Elrond told me you would be here. It has been a long time since I've seen you. And you are still as beautiful as Lúthien," he said, smiling at her. 2 "Another friend of yours is also here." He turned and pointed towards the stairs, where Elladan and Elrohir were talking to a familiar blonde haired elf. "Legolas, look who is here!"
"Mae govannen, Lirimaer!" said Legolas, taking Lirimaer's hands. "I have just heard wonderful news from Elladan and Elrohir. You and Haldir have wedded!" He smiled at Haldir, clapping him on the shoulder. "It is about time you have settled down!"
"You are one to speak!" grinned Haldir. "When are you going to find a Princess?"
"Perhaps when I reach your age!" remarked Legolas, laughing, prodding Haldir with his elbow.
Haldir felt the evil presence again and turned towards the Hobbit called Frodo. He was leaning against the tree looking very tired and full of sorrow. This is the one carrying Isildur's Bane. Haldir felt sorry for him, someone so small to have to carry something so powerful and evil. He could see it was taking its toll on him.
"Lirimaer, let me introduce you to everyone," said Legolas. He led her to the Dwarf. "This is Gimli, son of Glóin."
"It is an honor to meet you, my lady," Gimli said, bowing. Haldir scowled.
Lirimaer nodded back, nudging Haldir and smiling at Gimli. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Master Gimli."
Legolas led them to the Hobbits. "This is Meriadoc Brandybuck, Peregrin Took, Samwise Gamgee and Frodo Baggins. This, gentlemen, is Lirimaer, wife of Haldir." The Hobbits all bowed politely.
"It is wonderful to meet you all, young Hobbits," Lirimaer said. She too felt the presence around Frodo. She felt great compassion for this quiet Halfling. She could feel there was a tremendous weight on his shoulders. She gave him a warm smile.
"And this," said Legolas, "is Boromir, son of Denethor, Steward of Gondor."
Boromir bowed. "My lady."
There was something about this man that disturbed Lirimaer, but she could not put her finger on it. She nodded to him. "Welcome Boromir."
"So are we still on for dinner tonight, Lirimaer?" smiled Elladan.
Haldir put an arm around her. "I think we will be staying in tonight. We could both use some rest," he said, a devilish grin on his face. He turned towards the Fellowship. "We bid you all a good night. Rest easy. These borders are well guarded." He led Lirimaer towards the stairs. "I will meet you in a short while. I have something I need to do and then I will stop by the kitchens and get us some dinner." He took her into his arms and kissed her, then whispered, "How does dinner in bed sound?" He smiled at her, leaving her at the foot of the stairs.
Legolas walked over to her. "I never thought that pretentious elf would find anyone that would put up with him! What did you do to him? You have made him so happy!" he laughed. "It is truly wonderful to see you again. Perhaps we can spend some time together tomorrow, for only one day will we be staying in Lothlórien." Melancholy came to Legolas' face, thinking of the loss of Gandalf and the perils ahead.
"I would love that," she said, touching his face. "Get some rest tonight, Legolas." She leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead, then climbed the stairs.
Haldir arrived a short time later with a tray of food to find Lirimaer undressed and in bed. The devilish grin returned to his face. He walked over to the bed, setting the tray down in front of her, then sat down beside her. "Close your eyes. I have something for you." She closed her eyes. She felt something being placed around her neck. "You can open your eyes now."
She looked down. It was beautiful! There, hanging on a gold chain, was a large teardrop shaped green gem in a gold engraved setting. She had seen this stone before. "Haldir! Your dagger! Why did you do this?"
"Because I love you! This emerald looks much better around your pretty neck than in my knife. It belongs with my beautiful wife, not a weapon."
"I will treasure it forever," she said, kissing him. She reached out, pulling him to her. She ran her hands up his back, embracing him tight to her. "I love you so much." She ran her hands under his tunic, wanting to feel his bare skin against hers.
Haldir stopped her. "Wait! I want you to eat first! You will need your strength for tonight!" he taunted.
1. Estel – Name given to Aragorn by Elrond to conceal his lineage to Isildur from Sauron. On his twentieth birthday he learned his true name and ancestry. Estel means "Hope'.
2. Lúthien – the most beautiful Elf-maiden to walk in Middle-earth. She married a man, Beren, who died in her arms, and she gave up her immortality to be with him. Great-grandmother to Elrond.