*Here's Chapter 6! Enjoy and, yes, Haldir will get a piece of the cookie! O.O
Dance with Me
Alklomwen pushed her horse to go faster, tears stinging her eyes.Why
had she ran from him, when she knew it was love she felt? She couldn't and
wouldn't deny it, but, somehow, it didn't feel right to love him. Wasn't it
wrong to love someone like this? Whatever the circumstanses, her heart ached
for his affection and there was no way around it.
Once she was back in the courtyard, one of the stable hands took
her horse for her and she ran to her room. Once inside, Alklomwen collapsed
on the bed in tears.
"Why can I not love him?" she asked herself. "Why can I not accept that
I love him." The light padder of feet on the marble floor told her she
wasn't alone. Elrohir stroked his sister's back softly and whispered in her
ear. Then, he swept her up and sat her in his lap. Alklomwen sniffled and
cuddled up to him, comforted by his gentleness.
"What troubles you, Lothamin?" asked the elf prince. Alklomwen brushed
a tear away from her cheek.
"I am in love with Haldir of Lorien, but I can not accept it. It does not
seem right to hold this kind of emotion for someone like him. Brother, what should
I do?" Elrohir tilted her chin up so their eyes met. He saw confusion and
angst mixed with fear and hurt in the green depts.
"That," he said softly, " I cannot tell you. What does your heart tell you?"
Alklomwen thought for a moment and said,
"I love him." His gazed pierced her's.
"Then follow what it says." Elrohir sat Alklomwen down on the bed
and got up to leave. Before he did, though, he turned back and said,
"Alklomwen, one more thing before I go. Please, do not call me brother.
We are close, indeed, but a simple 'good friend' relationship is all we need."
Alklomwen smiled through her tears and nodded, then, he was gone. She thought
about his words and how she had made Haldir feel. Then, she knew what she
was going to do. She would make it up to Haldir by telling him how she truely felt.
She would have to look her best and dress in Lorien colors.
She set to work, looking for a dress to wear that night and found
a light blue and silver one. The skirt was made of satin and it flowed out, pooling
on the floor. The sleeves came over her shoulders and a slit ran down to the wrist,
where it fit tightly with a tie. Silver vines and leaves adorned the sash which tucked
under and fit snuggly about her waist.
'The dress was absolutely marvelous,' she thought, looking at herself in the mirror.
She was sure Haldir would think her lovely. There was a knock on the door and
Ainahwen, her maid, entered. The smiled softly to Alklomwen and motioned for her to sit
at the vanity. She fixed Alklomwen's hair, plaiting many tiny braids into her hair
and setting them off with jeweled clips. A small amount of powder was applied
to her cheeks, a light blue rose tucked into her hair and Alklomwen was complete.
She decended to the ballroom two hours later to find a large crowd of
people, talking and laughing. Alklomwen made her way through the croud to where Elrohir
stood. She touched his hand slightly and he turned and smiled. He looked her over
once and said,
"Alklomwen, you look dazzling!" She blushed slightly and looked him
in the eye.
"Have you seen Haldir?" Elrohir pointed out to the garden and Alklomwen
headed off. Outside, the moon was already getting higher in the sky and it shown
brilliantly. Alklomwen scanned the area amoung the many bushes and beheld
Haldir's shilouette. He sat alone, holding a single red rose in his hand. He
looked very upset and, for a moment, Alklomwen thought she saw the glistening
of tear lines down his face. But they were gone as his head jerked up and
his eyes fell on her. A mixture of awe, hurt and anger brooded in the depths
of his silver eyes; then they became cold.
"May I help you m'lady?" he asked, sternly. Alklomwen felt a great
pain in her chest as his words echoed around them.
"No, Haldir. We need to talk." He bowed his head and brought ot back
up suddenly, looking off into the distance. Alkomwen sat next to him on
the love seat and smiled at him. Haldir showed no sign of emotion and simpley
tossed a lock of hair from his eyes.
"I was wrong, Haldir. I DO love you and I need you........."
"YOU need ME!?!" Haldir said raising his voice and standing, glaring
at the she-elf in front of him. He shook his head, "How dare you come after
you made me feel like a FOOL!" Alklomwen flinched and frowned; Haldir paced
around irritably. A single tear escaped from Alklomwen as sorrow filled her.
"I didn't mean any harm, Haldir," she said, her voice choked up
from surpressed tears. He stared coldly at her. "Please, Haldir, forgive me."
The male elf snorted and pivoted on his heel, leaving behind a
distressed Alklomwen and a dying rose. He needed to think. Should he forgive
her? COULD he forgive her? He had to. Haldir paced around a bit before deciding
to go find Alklomwen. She wasn't in the same place when he returned. He figured
she was inside.
The music was a relief to him and he scanned the crowds for a familiar
face; he found her by Elrohir. He approached slowly from behind and wrapped an
arm around her waist. Alklomwen jumped and looked over her shoulder. When
she saw who it was, she relaxed and smiled. He motioned towards the dance floor
and she followed eagerly. They danced together for a while, holding eachother
close and whispering. Haldir licked her ear every now and then, sending shivers
down Alklomwen's spine, and in return, she would nibble his neck.
The two elves were enjoying the time together when Elrohir interupted.
"Alklomwen, you need to come with me," he said. his voice sounded as
if he had been crying. Haldir looked at Alklomwen and back at Elrohir. She nodded and
followed. He took her to Lord Elrond's study and led her inside.There, waiting
patiently, were Lord Elrond, Elladan and two elves I did not recognize. One
was tall, with silver hair and green eyes; the other was slightly shorter
with thick golden hair and blue eyes. Both were clad in royal purple garments
and bore chains with silver shell pendents on them. Elrond spoke first.
"Alklomwen, I'm sorry for having to pull you away from the celebration,
but I am afraid to say that you must leave soon." she looked at him in astonishment
and shook her head.
"Who are they?" she asked, starring at the intruding pair.
"Alklomwen," sighed Elrond, "This is your father, Lothilion, and brother,
Dínyávion. They are here to take you..................home."
*OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Wierd. Sorry for the weirdness..............I'm known for it.
Anyway, you know how the drill. Thanx for the wonderful reviews and I promise to add
a few unseen twists to the story and make it interesting. K? Thanx again and I hope you
enjoy it so far! =P
Dance with Me
Alklomwen pushed her horse to go faster, tears stinging her eyes.Why
had she ran from him, when she knew it was love she felt? She couldn't and
wouldn't deny it, but, somehow, it didn't feel right to love him. Wasn't it
wrong to love someone like this? Whatever the circumstanses, her heart ached
for his affection and there was no way around it.
Once she was back in the courtyard, one of the stable hands took
her horse for her and she ran to her room. Once inside, Alklomwen collapsed
on the bed in tears.
"Why can I not love him?" she asked herself. "Why can I not accept that
I love him." The light padder of feet on the marble floor told her she
wasn't alone. Elrohir stroked his sister's back softly and whispered in her
ear. Then, he swept her up and sat her in his lap. Alklomwen sniffled and
cuddled up to him, comforted by his gentleness.
"What troubles you, Lothamin?" asked the elf prince. Alklomwen brushed
a tear away from her cheek.
"I am in love with Haldir of Lorien, but I can not accept it. It does not
seem right to hold this kind of emotion for someone like him. Brother, what should
I do?" Elrohir tilted her chin up so their eyes met. He saw confusion and
angst mixed with fear and hurt in the green depts.
"That," he said softly, " I cannot tell you. What does your heart tell you?"
Alklomwen thought for a moment and said,
"I love him." His gazed pierced her's.
"Then follow what it says." Elrohir sat Alklomwen down on the bed
and got up to leave. Before he did, though, he turned back and said,
"Alklomwen, one more thing before I go. Please, do not call me brother.
We are close, indeed, but a simple 'good friend' relationship is all we need."
Alklomwen smiled through her tears and nodded, then, he was gone. She thought
about his words and how she had made Haldir feel. Then, she knew what she
was going to do. She would make it up to Haldir by telling him how she truely felt.
She would have to look her best and dress in Lorien colors.
She set to work, looking for a dress to wear that night and found
a light blue and silver one. The skirt was made of satin and it flowed out, pooling
on the floor. The sleeves came over her shoulders and a slit ran down to the wrist,
where it fit tightly with a tie. Silver vines and leaves adorned the sash which tucked
under and fit snuggly about her waist.
'The dress was absolutely marvelous,' she thought, looking at herself in the mirror.
She was sure Haldir would think her lovely. There was a knock on the door and
Ainahwen, her maid, entered. The smiled softly to Alklomwen and motioned for her to sit
at the vanity. She fixed Alklomwen's hair, plaiting many tiny braids into her hair
and setting them off with jeweled clips. A small amount of powder was applied
to her cheeks, a light blue rose tucked into her hair and Alklomwen was complete.
She decended to the ballroom two hours later to find a large crowd of
people, talking and laughing. Alklomwen made her way through the croud to where Elrohir
stood. She touched his hand slightly and he turned and smiled. He looked her over
once and said,
"Alklomwen, you look dazzling!" She blushed slightly and looked him
in the eye.
"Have you seen Haldir?" Elrohir pointed out to the garden and Alklomwen
headed off. Outside, the moon was already getting higher in the sky and it shown
brilliantly. Alklomwen scanned the area amoung the many bushes and beheld
Haldir's shilouette. He sat alone, holding a single red rose in his hand. He
looked very upset and, for a moment, Alklomwen thought she saw the glistening
of tear lines down his face. But they were gone as his head jerked up and
his eyes fell on her. A mixture of awe, hurt and anger brooded in the depths
of his silver eyes; then they became cold.
"May I help you m'lady?" he asked, sternly. Alklomwen felt a great
pain in her chest as his words echoed around them.
"No, Haldir. We need to talk." He bowed his head and brought ot back
up suddenly, looking off into the distance. Alkomwen sat next to him on
the love seat and smiled at him. Haldir showed no sign of emotion and simpley
tossed a lock of hair from his eyes.
"I was wrong, Haldir. I DO love you and I need you........."
"YOU need ME!?!" Haldir said raising his voice and standing, glaring
at the she-elf in front of him. He shook his head, "How dare you come after
you made me feel like a FOOL!" Alklomwen flinched and frowned; Haldir paced
around irritably. A single tear escaped from Alklomwen as sorrow filled her.
"I didn't mean any harm, Haldir," she said, her voice choked up
from surpressed tears. He stared coldly at her. "Please, Haldir, forgive me."
The male elf snorted and pivoted on his heel, leaving behind a
distressed Alklomwen and a dying rose. He needed to think. Should he forgive
her? COULD he forgive her? He had to. Haldir paced around a bit before deciding
to go find Alklomwen. She wasn't in the same place when he returned. He figured
she was inside.
The music was a relief to him and he scanned the crowds for a familiar
face; he found her by Elrohir. He approached slowly from behind and wrapped an
arm around her waist. Alklomwen jumped and looked over her shoulder. When
she saw who it was, she relaxed and smiled. He motioned towards the dance floor
and she followed eagerly. They danced together for a while, holding eachother
close and whispering. Haldir licked her ear every now and then, sending shivers
down Alklomwen's spine, and in return, she would nibble his neck.
The two elves were enjoying the time together when Elrohir interupted.
"Alklomwen, you need to come with me," he said. his voice sounded as
if he had been crying. Haldir looked at Alklomwen and back at Elrohir. She nodded and
followed. He took her to Lord Elrond's study and led her inside.There, waiting
patiently, were Lord Elrond, Elladan and two elves I did not recognize. One
was tall, with silver hair and green eyes; the other was slightly shorter
with thick golden hair and blue eyes. Both were clad in royal purple garments
and bore chains with silver shell pendents on them. Elrond spoke first.
"Alklomwen, I'm sorry for having to pull you away from the celebration,
but I am afraid to say that you must leave soon." she looked at him in astonishment
and shook her head.
"Who are they?" she asked, starring at the intruding pair.
"Alklomwen," sighed Elrond, "This is your father, Lothilion, and brother,
Dínyávion. They are here to take you..................home."
*OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Wierd. Sorry for the weirdness..............I'm known for it.
Anyway, you know how the drill. Thanx for the wonderful reviews and I promise to add
a few unseen twists to the story and make it interesting. K? Thanx again and I hope you
enjoy it so far! =P