*Chapter 7 everybody! Enjoy!
Sister, Forgive me!
Dínyávion stared at Alklomwen and seemed to search her with his deep blue
eyes. Then, he smiled and opened his arms to her. She stared at her brother for a
moment, then shook her head.
"Where have you been all this time?" she asked. Lothilion stepped
towards his frightened daughter and raised a hand in peace.
"The city has been under attack and our forces could not keep the
intruders out. It was no place for a princess like you." His words hit Alklomwen
like a pail of cold water. Her? A princess? But........how? She was just a normal
elf maiden; enough said. As Alklomwen listened, her father and brother told her
the story of her coming to Rivendell.
"What happened to mother?" she asked finally. Dínyávion bowed his head
and Lothilion sighed.
"Your mother......." he began, unsure of what to say," She.........was murdered....
....by a dark elf." Alklomwen sucked her breath in so quickly, it nearly made her dizzy.
She resteadied herself and asked,
"Who was it?" Lothilion's expression grew grave and Dínyávion flinched.
"His name is Nilwethion." At the sound of the name, her brother hissed and
recoiled as if he were being burned. The name sent shivers down Alklomwen's spine
and seemed to leave the room cold.
Alklomwen touched her brother's shoulder to comfort him. He covered her hand with
his own and squeezed it. He looked up at his sister and beheld her beauty. He could not
get over the fact that she looked so much like their mother, Nariel. Her innocence
was the same and her gentle voice was a key inheritance. After a moment of silence, it
was Alklomwen who broke it.
"When are we leaving?" she asked, her voice like silk. Lothilion looked into
his daughter's eyes.
"In a day or two. Our horses need to rest." Alklomwen nodded and stood up.
"May I return to the party, father?" Lothilion nodded and began conversing
with Elrond. As Alklomwen began to leave, Dínyávion followed her. As they entered
the hall, he clasped his sister's waist in his hands and turned her around. She
looked at him strangly and wriggled around slightly. He pulled her close and
rubbed his cheek against hers, taking in her scent as well.
"Brother.......?" questioned Alklomwen as he backed her against the wall.
His hand tilted her head back and warm lips teased at her throat. Alklomwen sighed
and searched his chest with delicate fingers. Dínyávion dragged his teeth over his
sister's collar bone and licked her ear affectionatly. With a sidden jerk, Alklomwen
came to her senses and shoved her brother away.
"No Dínyávion. We cannot do this. I love someone else." Dínyávion stared at
his sister and moved closer to her again.
"No..........!" She growled out as he pinned her. He kissed her and caressed
her hips with his hands. With all the strength she could muster, Alklomwen shoved her brother
backwards and slapped him. His head snapped to one side and, for a second, he didn't
move. Then, Dínyávion turned to look at his sister, a look of suprize on his face. Alklomwen
looked very upset as she stared back into his glazed eyes.
"Sister, forgive me." he said softly as she moved off into the great hall
again.
"Forgive me!" he yelled as she disappeared. The moment she was back amidst
the music and laughter, Alklomwen began her search for Haldir. She found him talking
with Legolas and sipping a glace of wine. Legolas saw her first, but remained quiet
as she approached from behind. Alklomwen took Haldir's glace from him and ran her
fingernails down the back of his neck. He shivered and turned around, wrapping
his arms around her waist and smiling.
"Amin mela Lle, Lothamin," he said and Alklomwen looked at him in suprize.
"How do you know about that?" She asked, calmly. "Only Elrohir calls me by
that name."
"He told me how much you enjoyed being called Lothamin," replied Haldir sweetly.
Alklomwen smiled slightly, then frowned. She still had to tell him about her father.
Haldir stared at her with great concern.
"Lothamin? What is it?"
"Haldir, I need to talk to you." He stared at her and then quickly excused
them from Legolas' pressence. Alklomwen led Haldir to a special place in the garden. She
sat down on a quartz boulder and he joined her. He kissed her neck softly and wrapped
his fingers in her hair. Alklomwen began her explaination and she felt Haldir tense
when she told him about her father coming for her. When she was done, he layed her
on the grass and lay down next to her. He gathered her close to him and kissed her
forehead.
"I will not let them take you away from you. I love you Alklomwen." He kissed
her feverishly and cuddled her close to him. "I will never let you go."
*AWE!!! Sorry this chapter took so long. And sorry it's so short. I've had some
writing trouble these past few weeks. Anyways, pleaz R&R! And recomment this story
to anyone you know who enjoys Haldir romances. Thanx!
Sister, Forgive me!
Dínyávion stared at Alklomwen and seemed to search her with his deep blue
eyes. Then, he smiled and opened his arms to her. She stared at her brother for a
moment, then shook her head.
"Where have you been all this time?" she asked. Lothilion stepped
towards his frightened daughter and raised a hand in peace.
"The city has been under attack and our forces could not keep the
intruders out. It was no place for a princess like you." His words hit Alklomwen
like a pail of cold water. Her? A princess? But........how? She was just a normal
elf maiden; enough said. As Alklomwen listened, her father and brother told her
the story of her coming to Rivendell.
"What happened to mother?" she asked finally. Dínyávion bowed his head
and Lothilion sighed.
"Your mother......." he began, unsure of what to say," She.........was murdered....
....by a dark elf." Alklomwen sucked her breath in so quickly, it nearly made her dizzy.
She resteadied herself and asked,
"Who was it?" Lothilion's expression grew grave and Dínyávion flinched.
"His name is Nilwethion." At the sound of the name, her brother hissed and
recoiled as if he were being burned. The name sent shivers down Alklomwen's spine
and seemed to leave the room cold.
Alklomwen touched her brother's shoulder to comfort him. He covered her hand with
his own and squeezed it. He looked up at his sister and beheld her beauty. He could not
get over the fact that she looked so much like their mother, Nariel. Her innocence
was the same and her gentle voice was a key inheritance. After a moment of silence, it
was Alklomwen who broke it.
"When are we leaving?" she asked, her voice like silk. Lothilion looked into
his daughter's eyes.
"In a day or two. Our horses need to rest." Alklomwen nodded and stood up.
"May I return to the party, father?" Lothilion nodded and began conversing
with Elrond. As Alklomwen began to leave, Dínyávion followed her. As they entered
the hall, he clasped his sister's waist in his hands and turned her around. She
looked at him strangly and wriggled around slightly. He pulled her close and
rubbed his cheek against hers, taking in her scent as well.
"Brother.......?" questioned Alklomwen as he backed her against the wall.
His hand tilted her head back and warm lips teased at her throat. Alklomwen sighed
and searched his chest with delicate fingers. Dínyávion dragged his teeth over his
sister's collar bone and licked her ear affectionatly. With a sidden jerk, Alklomwen
came to her senses and shoved her brother away.
"No Dínyávion. We cannot do this. I love someone else." Dínyávion stared at
his sister and moved closer to her again.
"No..........!" She growled out as he pinned her. He kissed her and caressed
her hips with his hands. With all the strength she could muster, Alklomwen shoved her brother
backwards and slapped him. His head snapped to one side and, for a second, he didn't
move. Then, Dínyávion turned to look at his sister, a look of suprize on his face. Alklomwen
looked very upset as she stared back into his glazed eyes.
"Sister, forgive me." he said softly as she moved off into the great hall
again.
"Forgive me!" he yelled as she disappeared. The moment she was back amidst
the music and laughter, Alklomwen began her search for Haldir. She found him talking
with Legolas and sipping a glace of wine. Legolas saw her first, but remained quiet
as she approached from behind. Alklomwen took Haldir's glace from him and ran her
fingernails down the back of his neck. He shivered and turned around, wrapping
his arms around her waist and smiling.
"Amin mela Lle, Lothamin," he said and Alklomwen looked at him in suprize.
"How do you know about that?" She asked, calmly. "Only Elrohir calls me by
that name."
"He told me how much you enjoyed being called Lothamin," replied Haldir sweetly.
Alklomwen smiled slightly, then frowned. She still had to tell him about her father.
Haldir stared at her with great concern.
"Lothamin? What is it?"
"Haldir, I need to talk to you." He stared at her and then quickly excused
them from Legolas' pressence. Alklomwen led Haldir to a special place in the garden. She
sat down on a quartz boulder and he joined her. He kissed her neck softly and wrapped
his fingers in her hair. Alklomwen began her explaination and she felt Haldir tense
when she told him about her father coming for her. When she was done, he layed her
on the grass and lay down next to her. He gathered her close to him and kissed her
forehead.
"I will not let them take you away from you. I love you Alklomwen." He kissed
her feverishly and cuddled her close to him. "I will never let you go."
*AWE!!! Sorry this chapter took so long. And sorry it's so short. I've had some
writing trouble these past few weeks. Anyways, pleaz R&R! And recomment this story
to anyone you know who enjoys Haldir romances. Thanx!