Staring back at Arcamelle were bright hazel eyes. Glaring slightly Arcamelle spoke in a threatening voice.
"Haldimir. I thought I left you in lorien."
"Put down your knife Arcamelle. Did you expect me to let you go gallivanting off alone to find that bloody sister of yours?"
Swiftly putting her knife in its sheath on her belt, Arcamelle stalked to Tari and saddled her. After climbing into her saddle Arcamelle looked back at Haldimir only to find him sitting on horse, pulling his golden hair away from his face, waiting for her. Through grinding teeth Arcamelle answered reluctantly.
"Fine. Come if you must, but don't expect me to wait for you"
end of introduction, please tell me what you think again, but please do not predict what will happen.