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A? N: This chapter involves only Haldir's POV and his brothers Orophin (Martha Stewart) and Rumil (agent triple 0). Yea this chapie is a bit silly. Review if you like. Thanks for all those who took some time and had submitted their reviews. I appreciate it.lol
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(Present time/Lorien)
(Haldir's POV)
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/Why are they doing this to me?/ My thoughts were twirling around my head as I existed the Lord Celeborn's study.
Later this evening, after I had that accidental meeting with Legolas, my brothers had called me to make an appearance before my Lord and the Lady.
They needed to talk to me about something and when they told me what that thing was, I had desperately tried to prevent it.
Why did they pick me? What did I do to deserve this? I tried to figure out the reasons of this foolish request, but nothing came to my mind. Lady Galadriel only told me that I needed to do this for myself, and I needed to forgive and forget the past.
Didn't she know how hard it was for me to be near him? Didn't she care that my heart was broken, by the same elf she was talking about?
Lord Celeborn was quiet when I met him, but I could see that his approval was on his wife's side.
They made it clear that I have to do it. It was an order and I couldn't raise any objections to it.
They ordered me to be a Prince's escort while he was staying in Lorien. They told me that he was a Mirkwood's child and that he wasn't very familiar with our realm. In other words, I was to be his baby-sitter.
/For Valar's sake, he is an elf. Elves don't get lost, especially not here in Lotlorien./ I thought, as my anger was risen within me and I started to curse my Lord and the Lady.
I tried to refuse their requests but they prevented me from doing so. I was to be a Prince's company, while he was staying in Lorien, and I was to share my hospitality with him.
I was trying to picture my brother's faces when they heard what my superiors had ordered me to do.
I was sure they would have a fit of the century.
I knew I would have to do this and that I had to act friendly toward the princeling.
Who was I kidding; I knew I couldn't hide my anger from him. Every time I saw him, I wanted to kill him. How was I supposed to keep my temper in check with him hanging around me every minute and every day. Ai, this was hopeless. Elbereth, why did Galadriel do this to me. I was cursing her for being so thickheaded and stubborn.
I really didn't want to do this. This was not something I could do with an open mind because this was something that actually involved my bruised heart.
How was I supposed to prevent this? I was not the one who could be disloyal to my duties.
Oh, Valar. Why did I deserve this? I was not that strong to refuse the callings of my heart, and I knew if I get closer to Legolas again, that I would destroy all those fences I have been building around myself.
I only hoped that I could keep my feelings closed while he was around me. I knew I couldn't allow for my heart to rule over my head, nor for my head to rule over my better judgment.
I was broken once but I shall never allow this to happen again.
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(Present time)
(Haldir's POV)
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I took a step inside of my talan and I deeply inhaled the familiar scent of my home, relaxing myself as I quickly moved to the doors of my room.
I saw Rumil sitting on the floor while his hand moved lightly above the sketching pad.
I knew that his thoughts were deeply lost in his drawing and I wondered where was my other brother, Orophin.
When I discarded my things inside of the room, I went to search for my lost brother.
I tried the kitchen first, because I knew Orophin was the only one who could cook something in this house, and that his favorite hobby was to mix some foods together and make a meal out of them.
I was right to assume that he was there, because after a few seconds I could smell a strong spices and I could hear a soft humming coming out of the kitchen.
"Hal', you're back. How did your meeting with Celeborn go?" My brother greeted me as he sliced the onion into a small pieces and I smiled at him, while I shook my head.
"Not good, Orophin. Not good at all."
"Why? What happened? Orophin stopped his slicing action, as he observed my worried expression, and he knew that something had happened to me.
"Guess what I was being ordered to do, Orophin?" Orophin glanced upon me with the question in his eyes and I saw Rumil coming into the kitchen, his eyes glowing with a mischievous streak.
"Oh, No! Lord Celeborn ordered you to marry a Prince Legolas. I knew that one day our brother would marry good. I am so proud of you, my brother" Rumil playful words sounded through the kitchen and I couldn't help but laugh at the Rumil's comment.
My youngest brother was the only one whose humor and wittiness would never cease to amaze me.
"Rumil, shut your mouth. I told you not mention his name inside of these walls, never again." Orophin snapped at our youngest brother, and Rumil just ignored him. Rumil's gaze traveled to my direction, while he was waiting for me to start speaking.
"No, Rumil it was not that. But I must say you are very close. Actually, Galadriel ordered me to escort *his* royal ass, while he is staying here with Fellowship." I said that with caution and I had expected for Orophin to explode any second now. But it was a Rumil's voice, I had heard first.
"Ahh, finally you are going to get some action. I am glad for you brother. At least we will be able to *live* under your command, even if it's for a little while "Rumil was the only one who had taken this situation rather lightly. I tried to figure out what had changed in my brother's behavior toward Legolas.
"Rumiiiil!" Orophin screeched." What is your problem, young one? This is not a laughing matter. This is serious." Orophin's voice was the threatening one but I saw that a Rumil's expression didn't change. He was still taking this as if it was a big joke. Orophin turned to me and he shook his head in a deep shock.
"Valar, what is wrong with her. How could she do this to you? And to think that our brother is making the jokes out of it." Orophin glared at our younger brother but Rumil's grinning expression was still marked on his face.
"Uhm, Rumil. What's happening to you? When you saw Legolas yesterday, you told us that you hated his royal guts. What changed in your behavior, brother? "Rumil smirked and I realized he knew something that we couldn't possibly know. What was my younger brother hiding from us?
"Ah, you two old geezers are blind to see the things before your eyes. You see, yesterday I was spying on your princeling and on that small *dwarf* person, while they were out of the camp, and I can tell you that I had heard some very intriguing things. Very intriguing, indeed"
Rumil took a bite of the carrot, he found on the kitchen table, and my eyes were opened wide at my brother's words.
"That small *dwarf* person was a hobbit, Rumil. I swear, you really need to check your eyesight, brother ."Orophin huffed and I chuckled when my younger brother shoved his tongue out, revealing his playing expression.
"Gods, I cannot believe you were spying on that beast, Legolas. But anyway, can you tell us what you had find out." Orophin was the first one to ask that question and I came closer to Rumil, so I could hear his words better.
"Wouldn't you two like to know?" Rumil grinned. "I am afraid I cannot tell you what words transpired between those two, but I can only tell you that the princeling had changed much. He isn't the same brat we used to know."
Rumil said, as he quickly abandoned the kitchen and I couldn't help myself when I followed my younger brother.
Orophin was right behind me as we followed Rumil, and I knew I needed to have more information.
I needed to know, what was that conversation really about.
"Rumil stop. You have to tell us what was he talking about. You cannot keep this from us. We are your brothers."
Rumil sat down on the floor, beside his sketching pad and I kneeled down beside him, my pleading gaze piercing my brother's eyes.
"All right. I will tell you this too, brother. That conversation was mostly about you and about the things he had done to you in the past. His words were regretful and his feelings for you were mostly revealing, but in his voice I could sense that he meant every word he said. He is not the same person he was in the past, and your forgiveness is all that he's seeking. It would do you good, Haldir, to forgive and forget."
Rumil's eyes were lowered on his sketch pad and he started drawing again, while Orophin's form stood transfixed at the middle of the room.
"What are his feelings for me Rumil. Did he reveal them to the hobbit? Tell me, brother." Haldir's heart stopped beating and Rumil's voice was soft as he replied.
"Brother, I don't know. He wasn't all that clear about them. You need to find that out for yourself, and you need to try to forgive him." Rumil's words were shaky and I knew that my younger brother was lying to me. I sensed that he didn't want to lie, but also that he couldn't reveal most of the yesterday's conversation to me.
"Rumil if this is one of your jokes, I swear I shall be very cross with you." Orophin uttered with a threatening voice and Rumil brought his gaze to his older brother.
"No, I don't joke like that. I would never hurt Haldir by spreading a false lies about the Legolas' intentions. I heard what I heard, and I cannot deny it."
"All right, I believe you Rumil. But why did you have to spy on them. I told you not to leave your post, yesterday." I chided my younger brother but Rumil just waved it off.
"I was bored, Haldir. What was an elf supposed to do? There were no orcs to slay and no maidens to play with. I had to do something."
I laughed at my younger brother and Orophin joined us, but deep in my heart I had carried a question, that was seeking an immediate answer. /What are those feelings Rumil was talking about?/
"Rumil are you sure you don't know what those feelings, really are. You would never lie to me, would you." I tried to interrogate my brother again, but I knew that he had set his mind on not telling me about them.
"Haldir, are you so blind that you really cannot see them for yourself. Humph." Rumil arched his eyebrow and he looked at me with an amused expression.
"See... What?"
"You are not seeing what's right in front of your eyes." Rumil's reply was short and I knew that he didn't want to reveal anything that would be useful to me. I was stuck with my brother's words and I had tried to figure out what kind of the blindness was ruling over me.
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(Present time/Lorien/the next morning)
(Legolas' POV)
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"Good Morning, Legolas." I felt somebody kicking my boots and I heard some light voice calling my name. What in the name of Eru was happening?
I opened my eyes and I observed that familiar gray eyes were gazing at me, and I yawned when I realized that the Rumil was waking me up from my sleep.
I was still sitting beside the tree and I realized that I must have fallen a sleep on that same spot. I felt my neck crack when I tried to stood up, and I knew that I was aching from this uncomfortable position.
"Good Morning, Rumil "I answered as I tried to stretch my body from it's sleepy state.
"Yes, indeed it is." Rumil saw Frodo beside the tree, sleeping as well, and his eyebrow was arched in a question.
"Did you need something, Rumil." I asked suspiciously and I saw that enmity in the Rumil's attitude was gone. His eyes didn't carry any menace and his facial expression was indifferent.
"Yes, my Lady Galadriel is requiring a word with you this morning. I was sent here to escort you to her talan." Rumil grinned and my throat became very dry. I was fearing this moment, when the Galadriel would call me by her side.
"Sure, I will go with you. But could you give me a moment to attend to myself this morning. I won't be long, I promise." I said and he nodded with his head.
"Yes, of course. I will be here when you are done. But, please be quick about it." Rumil moved toward the hobbit as I left him, and I could see him observing the small creature intently.
I tried to keep my heart beating in a medium pace but I couldn't calm my ragging thoughts. Why was she requiring a word with me? Maybe she wanted to interrogate me. I was fearful of this meeting and I didn't know if I could avoid it.
But, the curiosity was getting the best of me and I knew that this meeting between me and Galadriel had something to do with my past. What prospect of my past, I didn't know, but I had a sneaking suspicion that the Haldir's name was also involved in it.
TBC
A? N: This chapter involves only Haldir's POV and his brothers Orophin (Martha Stewart) and Rumil (agent triple 0). Yea this chapie is a bit silly. Review if you like. Thanks for all those who took some time and had submitted their reviews. I appreciate it.lol
feedback at ihgs123@yahoo.com
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(Present time/Lorien)
(Haldir's POV)
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/Why are they doing this to me?/ My thoughts were twirling around my head as I existed the Lord Celeborn's study.
Later this evening, after I had that accidental meeting with Legolas, my brothers had called me to make an appearance before my Lord and the Lady.
They needed to talk to me about something and when they told me what that thing was, I had desperately tried to prevent it.
Why did they pick me? What did I do to deserve this? I tried to figure out the reasons of this foolish request, but nothing came to my mind. Lady Galadriel only told me that I needed to do this for myself, and I needed to forgive and forget the past.
Didn't she know how hard it was for me to be near him? Didn't she care that my heart was broken, by the same elf she was talking about?
Lord Celeborn was quiet when I met him, but I could see that his approval was on his wife's side.
They made it clear that I have to do it. It was an order and I couldn't raise any objections to it.
They ordered me to be a Prince's escort while he was staying in Lorien. They told me that he was a Mirkwood's child and that he wasn't very familiar with our realm. In other words, I was to be his baby-sitter.
/For Valar's sake, he is an elf. Elves don't get lost, especially not here in Lotlorien./ I thought, as my anger was risen within me and I started to curse my Lord and the Lady.
I tried to refuse their requests but they prevented me from doing so. I was to be a Prince's company, while he was staying in Lorien, and I was to share my hospitality with him.
I was trying to picture my brother's faces when they heard what my superiors had ordered me to do.
I was sure they would have a fit of the century.
I knew I would have to do this and that I had to act friendly toward the princeling.
Who was I kidding; I knew I couldn't hide my anger from him. Every time I saw him, I wanted to kill him. How was I supposed to keep my temper in check with him hanging around me every minute and every day. Ai, this was hopeless. Elbereth, why did Galadriel do this to me. I was cursing her for being so thickheaded and stubborn.
I really didn't want to do this. This was not something I could do with an open mind because this was something that actually involved my bruised heart.
How was I supposed to prevent this? I was not the one who could be disloyal to my duties.
Oh, Valar. Why did I deserve this? I was not that strong to refuse the callings of my heart, and I knew if I get closer to Legolas again, that I would destroy all those fences I have been building around myself.
I only hoped that I could keep my feelings closed while he was around me. I knew I couldn't allow for my heart to rule over my head, nor for my head to rule over my better judgment.
I was broken once but I shall never allow this to happen again.
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(Present time)
(Haldir's POV)
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I took a step inside of my talan and I deeply inhaled the familiar scent of my home, relaxing myself as I quickly moved to the doors of my room.
I saw Rumil sitting on the floor while his hand moved lightly above the sketching pad.
I knew that his thoughts were deeply lost in his drawing and I wondered where was my other brother, Orophin.
When I discarded my things inside of the room, I went to search for my lost brother.
I tried the kitchen first, because I knew Orophin was the only one who could cook something in this house, and that his favorite hobby was to mix some foods together and make a meal out of them.
I was right to assume that he was there, because after a few seconds I could smell a strong spices and I could hear a soft humming coming out of the kitchen.
"Hal', you're back. How did your meeting with Celeborn go?" My brother greeted me as he sliced the onion into a small pieces and I smiled at him, while I shook my head.
"Not good, Orophin. Not good at all."
"Why? What happened? Orophin stopped his slicing action, as he observed my worried expression, and he knew that something had happened to me.
"Guess what I was being ordered to do, Orophin?" Orophin glanced upon me with the question in his eyes and I saw Rumil coming into the kitchen, his eyes glowing with a mischievous streak.
"Oh, No! Lord Celeborn ordered you to marry a Prince Legolas. I knew that one day our brother would marry good. I am so proud of you, my brother" Rumil playful words sounded through the kitchen and I couldn't help but laugh at the Rumil's comment.
My youngest brother was the only one whose humor and wittiness would never cease to amaze me.
"Rumil, shut your mouth. I told you not mention his name inside of these walls, never again." Orophin snapped at our youngest brother, and Rumil just ignored him. Rumil's gaze traveled to my direction, while he was waiting for me to start speaking.
"No, Rumil it was not that. But I must say you are very close. Actually, Galadriel ordered me to escort *his* royal ass, while he is staying here with Fellowship." I said that with caution and I had expected for Orophin to explode any second now. But it was a Rumil's voice, I had heard first.
"Ahh, finally you are going to get some action. I am glad for you brother. At least we will be able to *live* under your command, even if it's for a little while "Rumil was the only one who had taken this situation rather lightly. I tried to figure out what had changed in my brother's behavior toward Legolas.
"Rumiiiil!" Orophin screeched." What is your problem, young one? This is not a laughing matter. This is serious." Orophin's voice was the threatening one but I saw that a Rumil's expression didn't change. He was still taking this as if it was a big joke. Orophin turned to me and he shook his head in a deep shock.
"Valar, what is wrong with her. How could she do this to you? And to think that our brother is making the jokes out of it." Orophin glared at our younger brother but Rumil's grinning expression was still marked on his face.
"Uhm, Rumil. What's happening to you? When you saw Legolas yesterday, you told us that you hated his royal guts. What changed in your behavior, brother? "Rumil smirked and I realized he knew something that we couldn't possibly know. What was my younger brother hiding from us?
"Ah, you two old geezers are blind to see the things before your eyes. You see, yesterday I was spying on your princeling and on that small *dwarf* person, while they were out of the camp, and I can tell you that I had heard some very intriguing things. Very intriguing, indeed"
Rumil took a bite of the carrot, he found on the kitchen table, and my eyes were opened wide at my brother's words.
"That small *dwarf* person was a hobbit, Rumil. I swear, you really need to check your eyesight, brother ."Orophin huffed and I chuckled when my younger brother shoved his tongue out, revealing his playing expression.
"Gods, I cannot believe you were spying on that beast, Legolas. But anyway, can you tell us what you had find out." Orophin was the first one to ask that question and I came closer to Rumil, so I could hear his words better.
"Wouldn't you two like to know?" Rumil grinned. "I am afraid I cannot tell you what words transpired between those two, but I can only tell you that the princeling had changed much. He isn't the same brat we used to know."
Rumil said, as he quickly abandoned the kitchen and I couldn't help myself when I followed my younger brother.
Orophin was right behind me as we followed Rumil, and I knew I needed to have more information.
I needed to know, what was that conversation really about.
"Rumil stop. You have to tell us what was he talking about. You cannot keep this from us. We are your brothers."
Rumil sat down on the floor, beside his sketching pad and I kneeled down beside him, my pleading gaze piercing my brother's eyes.
"All right. I will tell you this too, brother. That conversation was mostly about you and about the things he had done to you in the past. His words were regretful and his feelings for you were mostly revealing, but in his voice I could sense that he meant every word he said. He is not the same person he was in the past, and your forgiveness is all that he's seeking. It would do you good, Haldir, to forgive and forget."
Rumil's eyes were lowered on his sketch pad and he started drawing again, while Orophin's form stood transfixed at the middle of the room.
"What are his feelings for me Rumil. Did he reveal them to the hobbit? Tell me, brother." Haldir's heart stopped beating and Rumil's voice was soft as he replied.
"Brother, I don't know. He wasn't all that clear about them. You need to find that out for yourself, and you need to try to forgive him." Rumil's words were shaky and I knew that my younger brother was lying to me. I sensed that he didn't want to lie, but also that he couldn't reveal most of the yesterday's conversation to me.
"Rumil if this is one of your jokes, I swear I shall be very cross with you." Orophin uttered with a threatening voice and Rumil brought his gaze to his older brother.
"No, I don't joke like that. I would never hurt Haldir by spreading a false lies about the Legolas' intentions. I heard what I heard, and I cannot deny it."
"All right, I believe you Rumil. But why did you have to spy on them. I told you not to leave your post, yesterday." I chided my younger brother but Rumil just waved it off.
"I was bored, Haldir. What was an elf supposed to do? There were no orcs to slay and no maidens to play with. I had to do something."
I laughed at my younger brother and Orophin joined us, but deep in my heart I had carried a question, that was seeking an immediate answer. /What are those feelings Rumil was talking about?/
"Rumil are you sure you don't know what those feelings, really are. You would never lie to me, would you." I tried to interrogate my brother again, but I knew that he had set his mind on not telling me about them.
"Haldir, are you so blind that you really cannot see them for yourself. Humph." Rumil arched his eyebrow and he looked at me with an amused expression.
"See... What?"
"You are not seeing what's right in front of your eyes." Rumil's reply was short and I knew that he didn't want to reveal anything that would be useful to me. I was stuck with my brother's words and I had tried to figure out what kind of the blindness was ruling over me.
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(Present time/Lorien/the next morning)
(Legolas' POV)
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"Good Morning, Legolas." I felt somebody kicking my boots and I heard some light voice calling my name. What in the name of Eru was happening?
I opened my eyes and I observed that familiar gray eyes were gazing at me, and I yawned when I realized that the Rumil was waking me up from my sleep.
I was still sitting beside the tree and I realized that I must have fallen a sleep on that same spot. I felt my neck crack when I tried to stood up, and I knew that I was aching from this uncomfortable position.
"Good Morning, Rumil "I answered as I tried to stretch my body from it's sleepy state.
"Yes, indeed it is." Rumil saw Frodo beside the tree, sleeping as well, and his eyebrow was arched in a question.
"Did you need something, Rumil." I asked suspiciously and I saw that enmity in the Rumil's attitude was gone. His eyes didn't carry any menace and his facial expression was indifferent.
"Yes, my Lady Galadriel is requiring a word with you this morning. I was sent here to escort you to her talan." Rumil grinned and my throat became very dry. I was fearing this moment, when the Galadriel would call me by her side.
"Sure, I will go with you. But could you give me a moment to attend to myself this morning. I won't be long, I promise." I said and he nodded with his head.
"Yes, of course. I will be here when you are done. But, please be quick about it." Rumil moved toward the hobbit as I left him, and I could see him observing the small creature intently.
I tried to keep my heart beating in a medium pace but I couldn't calm my ragging thoughts. Why was she requiring a word with me? Maybe she wanted to interrogate me. I was fearful of this meeting and I didn't know if I could avoid it.
But, the curiosity was getting the best of me and I knew that this meeting between me and Galadriel had something to do with my past. What prospect of my past, I didn't know, but I had a sneaking suspicion that the Haldir's name was also involved in it.
TBC