Iasyn and Armeyn waited anxiously at the top of one of the trees as their father conversed with the dark Ranger.
"Who is he?" Armeyn whispered.
"I do not know, but Father seems to know him," Iasyn replied.
"I doubt he would have let them in otherwise, unless Galadriel had something to do with it," said Armeyn. Iasyn shrugged. The other members of the group did not seem to notice them. They were all focused on their own inward turmoil, especially the other man. He kept his head down and fretted nearly the entire time. The only elf in the Fellowship, Legolas, son of Thranduil, had looked up briefly. However, he had not spotted the sisters. Strictly speaking, they were supposed to be asleep. Haldir had sent them up there when he first got word there were visitors at the western borders. Of course the two were far too curious to actually do as they were told.
"Perhaps we'll get to meet them," Armeyn said.
"They probably will not stay long. The little Hobbit has something," Iasyn said. Armeyn jerked up.
"I know what he has! He has the ring," she said. Iasyn put her hand over her sister's mouth.
"Sssshhhhh," she hissed. "You don't want Father to hear you. He's got the best hearing in all of Lothlorien." No sooner had she said that did he shoot a glance up at their tree. They ducked and quieted down. A few minutes later, Haldir stood over his two daughters as they pretended to sleep.
"If you are not going to rest, so be it. But I will not have you making noise at this hour. Elves are supposed to be a reserved race," he said. Iasyn popped open an eye.
"But you know we are not," she said.
"You get that from your mother," he said. "May her soul rest."
"You are the epitome of elfhood, Father," Armeyn said.
"Flattering me will not keep me from telling you to stay quiet. You will see them in the morning," he said.
"Where are they going?" Iasyn asked.
"Mordor, to destroy the One Ring," he replied.
"Mordor," Armeyn breathed. "So it's true." Haldir gave a slow nod. Celeborn gestured to him from their canopy.
"Good night, my daughters," he said. "Beyest lin."
"Beyest lin, atta," they whispered.