Little Elf
Chapter Fifteen
"Bye." Elle said, leaving the kitchens with Edwi. *Do they really think Haldir and me are together like that? Does Haldir look at me like that? I know we're friends. I mean, we occasionally flirt but that doesn't mean anything, does it?*
"Princess Elle?" Elle was pulled out of her thoughts by Edwi shaking her "Are you alright? Did the kitchen elves say something that offended you? I'm sorry that I could not stay there all day-"
"I'm fine Edwi. I'm just thinking of the kitchens at home. May be a different realm but still the same atmosphere" she lied
"Atmosphere?" Edwi asked sounding out the word.
Elle blushed, realising that she has said a modern word that no one on this earth would understand. "Sorry. I don't know the Sindarin word for that. Atmosphere in this context means the feeling. The way people are like around each other."
"They surely wouldn't act in the same way around a Princess?"
"When they got used to it."
Suddenly Elle couldn't see "Guess who!"
"Well lets see, how many people do I know childish enough to do this? Considering I don't know many people here I think its Haldir."
"A great deduction." Haldir replied, taking his hands away from her eyes, one making its way around her waist pulling her closer to him.
"Where've you been all day? I've been looking for you. I had today off!"
"I was busy. Anyway you should go visit your family. I'm sure Orophin and Rumil miss you, along with your parents."
"How do you know the names of my brothers? I've never spoken of them in front of you."
"I know a lot."
"What are you wearing? You're dressed as a servant! You've covered you hair as well! What have you been doing?" he asked already trying to take out the bandana.
"Don't!" she hissed, "I'll explain in my rooms."
Haldir obligingly stopped, though he gave Elle an odd look. "Princess Elle…" Edwi started
"Don't worry Edwi, you can go and do you duties, I'll be fine."
Edwi smiled in thanks and left. When they arrived Elle practically fell on the bed, petticoats flying. When she'd rearranged her self she patted the bed beside her in sign that Haldir should sit by her.
He nodded from the door, closed it and sat beside her. "so-" he started
"What's with the get up? I mean why am I wearing thse clothes?" Elle asked resting her head on his shoulder, before pulling away not wanting to give him the wrong impression.
Haldir glanced at her briefly before answering, "Yes, why are you dressed as a servant?" He turned and started to take the bandana off "Has Lady Galadriel gotten fed up with you already?"
"No." Elle answered rolling her eyes
"Has Celeborn realised you're not really a Princess?"
Elles head whipped around to face him, newly freed curls flying. "What?" she asked urgently
Haldir laughed pulling her onto his lap "I'm joking of course you're a Princess. Don't look at me like that! Will you stop glaring if I remind you that you're a beautiful Princess?"
"Haldir, compliments will not help you" Elle replied pulling herself off his lap "You'd better go I need to change for dinner
"What have I done Nin Mellon my friend"
"Nothing. I just need to change."
"I'm not leaving until you tell me."
Elle looked at him tiredly before walking to her wardrobe and taking out a dress. It was forest green with a modest neckline. She lay it on the bed and reached behind her back to untie the laces that held her bodice up.
"What are you doing?" Haldir asked
"Changing, I told you I had to change. If you won't leave then I'll just change with you here."
Elle continued untying the laces, the bodice already starting to come loose.
Haldir looked into her eyes, which were glaring at him definitely. Haldir gave her the same look back, before turning around.
Elle shook her head and took the dress off to replace it with the green. She got the dress on, only to realised she couldn't do the ties as they were more complicated then the last. "Erm, Haldir?"
"Yes? Can I turn around now?"
"Erm yes. But can you do the ties at the back up for me?"
Elle felt Haldir pull away her hair from her back, putting it in front of her shoulder. He started doing the ties up; Elle could feel warm brushed against her skin as Haldir did them.
"Thanks." Elle whispered, before being shepparded to her dresser.
Haldir immediately started to do her hair, running her fingers through it before pulling parts back and putting them in a clasp. "Thanks." Elle moved to stand up
"You need a necklace."
Elle frowned looking down; her Grandmothers necklace was around her neck still "Erm-"
"I'm glad to see that you agree." Haldir proceeded to open various drawers trying to find something. "Here it is."
Haldir pilled out a delicate necklace. It was made of Silver or Mithril Elle couldn't tell and had five medium sized emeralds placed along it, the middle one slightly larger.
*How did he know where that was? Has he been through my drawers before? Or did he put it there himself?*
a/n Wells just got back from Good Friday mass when I wrote this. Sorry if there are loads of typos but I'm being kicked of the computer- relatives drag. Wells time to answer some reviews, but before that I'd like to say I will be updating on Monday! So look out!
Ciarolas: She loves him and wants to have his babies? Shrugs I guess that could happen…Bore and annoy? I'll have to ask Maddy about that. Dwarf power? I like dwarfs I happen to be quite good friends with some!
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