The Starlord and the Warlady
Disclaimer: Shadowsong no own LOTR or Aida. You no sue Shadowsong. Shadowsong own Leahnlah, Lissie Cairdal, and Stella. You ask and Shadowsong no sue you. You have question?
Author's Notes: To explain the disclaimer: This is a Haldir/Original fic. The original character is Leahnlah. She is Aragorn's twin sister. She falls in love with Haldir, of all people. Lissie and Stella will show up later.
Chapter 2: Haldir
After the impact, it took me a moment to get my wind back. It took another to get my bearings. And I *still* didn't how the impact had happened.
With that in mind, I went to examine the cause of the impact.
It was, undeniably, the strangest creature I had ever seen. I think it was a human. I wouldn't know. I'd never seen one. She-at least, I *thought* it was a female. Then again, I hadn't seen evidence of breasts.but still, I'd never seen a human before. I didn't know what distinction their females had from their males. And she could have had her chest bound, if she was a female. Valar, I'm confusing myself. Just leave it at that. The human looked like it-she? He? It? Stick with it-had definitely seen the rougher side of life.
"What do we do with it, m'lord?" a lieutenant asked. I cursed under my breath. I hadn't thought that far. In theory, we killed trespassers. But I thought my aunt, at least, would be curious. And I wanted to know how it had managed to crash into me.
"Contact the city. Ask them," I ordered.
"Yes, m'lord." If he was confused, he didn't let on. He left to follow my orders. I studied the unconscious human. It was small, tiny, even, with brown hair. I wished I could see its eyes. You can tell a great deal about someone by meeting their eyes.
"M'lord?" The lieutenant was back.
"Yes?"
"The Lord and Lady want you to bring it to them. She, at least, wants to meet it." He looked shocked that the Lady would want any such thing.
I sighed. I, myself, had difficulty imagining it. "Then we must do as they say." The human stirred. I glanced down at it. It had huge, beautiful gray eyes. I forced *that* thought out of my head immediately. "Bind its hands," I ordered.
The prisoner held out its hands to be bound. Either it understood Elven-which I doubted-or it had been a prisoner before and knew the routine. I shook my head and went to see to my own preparations.
* * *
I bowed to the Lord and the Lady-my aunt and uncle, but I didn't enjoy being royal, so I kept *that* little detail a secret. A very, very closely guarded secret.
"My Lord, my Lady, the prisoner you requested to see." I nudged the prisoner, and it stumbled forward and knelt. I bowed and slipped into the background. This was something I wanted to watch.
To my shock, it began to speak in Elven. It had a sultry voice. I cursed silently. Its voice was no clue to its gender-high for a male, but low for a female. I forced myself to pay attention to its words, hoping to find some clue as to what its gender was and where it had learned to speak Elven-with proper grammar.
It's name was Leahnlah. Which told me nothing. I didn't know if that was a male or female name. It was very sorry, it said. It had been running, pursued by goblins. It had run into Lorien by mistake. It had found itself no longer pursued, so it had glanced over its shoulder to see what had happened to its pursuers. That was when it bumped into me.
I decided its accent was that of Imladris. Which told me absolutely nothing.
I was jerked out of my meditative trance by the human's next words: it was asking my aunt and uncle for sanctuary! "A chance to get my wind back," it said. My uncle looked as flabbergasted as I felt.
My aunt, of course, didn't even blink. She leaned over and whispered something into my uncle's ear. My uncle listened, whispered something back.
Their pronouncement shocked me even more than the request: they would grant it sanctuary. Then I took a closer look at the human. It was clearly exhausted, and if it had been planning to attack us, it probably would have done so a while ago. If it could attack us. There was no harm done by keeping it here, and if it was an enemy spy, we might learn the enemy's plans from it.
But that was thinking militarily, which I excelled at-and my aunt and uncle hadn't the faintest notion of how to do so.
I wondered at their motives. I shook myself. It was for me to obey, not to question. Besides, there was prudence in keeping it here.
Seeing that my aunt and uncle had no further need of me, I silently slipped away. I spent the rest of that night in a tree, watching the stars and naming them all.
* * *
(A/N: I do not think there could be a couple more completely opposite. Hope you enjoyed our glimpse of Haldir-Leahnlah comes back in the next chapter, don't worry. Oh, and to clear something up: Haldir's mother is Celeborn's sister. She and her husband have already left Middle Earth. Haldir chose to wait and join them later.)
Disclaimer: Shadowsong no own LOTR or Aida. You no sue Shadowsong. Shadowsong own Leahnlah, Lissie Cairdal, and Stella. You ask and Shadowsong no sue you. You have question?
Author's Notes: To explain the disclaimer: This is a Haldir/Original fic. The original character is Leahnlah. She is Aragorn's twin sister. She falls in love with Haldir, of all people. Lissie and Stella will show up later.
Chapter 2: Haldir
After the impact, it took me a moment to get my wind back. It took another to get my bearings. And I *still* didn't how the impact had happened.
With that in mind, I went to examine the cause of the impact.
It was, undeniably, the strangest creature I had ever seen. I think it was a human. I wouldn't know. I'd never seen one. She-at least, I *thought* it was a female. Then again, I hadn't seen evidence of breasts.but still, I'd never seen a human before. I didn't know what distinction their females had from their males. And she could have had her chest bound, if she was a female. Valar, I'm confusing myself. Just leave it at that. The human looked like it-she? He? It? Stick with it-had definitely seen the rougher side of life.
"What do we do with it, m'lord?" a lieutenant asked. I cursed under my breath. I hadn't thought that far. In theory, we killed trespassers. But I thought my aunt, at least, would be curious. And I wanted to know how it had managed to crash into me.
"Contact the city. Ask them," I ordered.
"Yes, m'lord." If he was confused, he didn't let on. He left to follow my orders. I studied the unconscious human. It was small, tiny, even, with brown hair. I wished I could see its eyes. You can tell a great deal about someone by meeting their eyes.
"M'lord?" The lieutenant was back.
"Yes?"
"The Lord and Lady want you to bring it to them. She, at least, wants to meet it." He looked shocked that the Lady would want any such thing.
I sighed. I, myself, had difficulty imagining it. "Then we must do as they say." The human stirred. I glanced down at it. It had huge, beautiful gray eyes. I forced *that* thought out of my head immediately. "Bind its hands," I ordered.
The prisoner held out its hands to be bound. Either it understood Elven-which I doubted-or it had been a prisoner before and knew the routine. I shook my head and went to see to my own preparations.
* * *
I bowed to the Lord and the Lady-my aunt and uncle, but I didn't enjoy being royal, so I kept *that* little detail a secret. A very, very closely guarded secret.
"My Lord, my Lady, the prisoner you requested to see." I nudged the prisoner, and it stumbled forward and knelt. I bowed and slipped into the background. This was something I wanted to watch.
To my shock, it began to speak in Elven. It had a sultry voice. I cursed silently. Its voice was no clue to its gender-high for a male, but low for a female. I forced myself to pay attention to its words, hoping to find some clue as to what its gender was and where it had learned to speak Elven-with proper grammar.
It's name was Leahnlah. Which told me nothing. I didn't know if that was a male or female name. It was very sorry, it said. It had been running, pursued by goblins. It had run into Lorien by mistake. It had found itself no longer pursued, so it had glanced over its shoulder to see what had happened to its pursuers. That was when it bumped into me.
I decided its accent was that of Imladris. Which told me absolutely nothing.
I was jerked out of my meditative trance by the human's next words: it was asking my aunt and uncle for sanctuary! "A chance to get my wind back," it said. My uncle looked as flabbergasted as I felt.
My aunt, of course, didn't even blink. She leaned over and whispered something into my uncle's ear. My uncle listened, whispered something back.
Their pronouncement shocked me even more than the request: they would grant it sanctuary. Then I took a closer look at the human. It was clearly exhausted, and if it had been planning to attack us, it probably would have done so a while ago. If it could attack us. There was no harm done by keeping it here, and if it was an enemy spy, we might learn the enemy's plans from it.
But that was thinking militarily, which I excelled at-and my aunt and uncle hadn't the faintest notion of how to do so.
I wondered at their motives. I shook myself. It was for me to obey, not to question. Besides, there was prudence in keeping it here.
Seeing that my aunt and uncle had no further need of me, I silently slipped away. I spent the rest of that night in a tree, watching the stars and naming them all.
* * *
(A/N: I do not think there could be a couple more completely opposite. Hope you enjoyed our glimpse of Haldir-Leahnlah comes back in the next chapter, don't worry. Oh, and to clear something up: Haldir's mother is Celeborn's sister. She and her husband have already left Middle Earth. Haldir chose to wait and join them later.)