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 6: Truce
It was almost a week before I saw Leahnlah again. I was bored, so I was wandering around. I hadn't been looking for her. I hadn't expected to find her. I *certainly* hadn't expected to find her crying.
"Leahnlah?" I asked, to announce my presence. I had been thinking about her a great deal. I suppose I had been hoping to find her, to talk to her. Now was my chance. "Is something wrong?"
She jumped. "What does it look like?" she snapped.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked hesitantly.
She didn't answer immediately. She watched me for a minute, her beautiful eyes burning with fury. Then, very abruptly, that light died. She looked lost for a minute, then looked down and nodded.
"Well, that's a start." I sat down next to her. "So, what's wrong?"
She took a deep breath. "My brother," she whispered.
That confused me. From the way she had mentioned him the last time, I had gathered they were very close. "What about him?"
"We were twins. He.died.years ago. I guess I'm crying because I haven't had a chance to cry.until now."
Ah. *Now* it made sense. "I see. At this point, I suppose I should offer you words of comfort. But words of comfort are absolutely no use in this case. There is nothing I can say that will truly help with the pain and definitely nothing I can say that will bring him back." That was probably exactly the *wrong* thing to say. Oh, well.
She blinked at me. I don't think she was expecting me to say something like *that.* "How would you know?" she asked.
I had hoped not to get into that. Discussing Tyrennafaile was not something I enjoyed doing. But she had just poured her heart out to me, so I guessed I owed it to her. "I had a close friend. My cousin. We were as close as twins."
"What happened?"
"She was exiled. We're forbidden to mention her name here. She's worse than dead."
"Seems a barbaric custom."
"Yes, I suppose it is." We sat in silence for a moment.
"Thank you," Leahnlah whispered finally.
"For what?"
"For listening."
I smiled. "It's all right. Thank you for listening."
She stood up. "It was nice talking to you *without* having a massive confrontation."
"I had a question for you."
"What?" she asked, pausing.
"Were you deliberately trying to irritate me last time?"
"You'd better believe it."
"Why?"
She sighed and sat down again. "Remember when I told you that my brother and I used to chase the wind together?"
"Yes."
"I was kind of trying to make that a memorial for him. Trust me, it was nothing personal. You had just interrupted that. I would have tried to irritate anyone who walked in on that," she said, grinning apologetically.
"I'm sorry."
"It's all right. You had no way of knowing."
Again, we were sitting in silence. She was staring at her hands, her hair covering her face. "What are you thinking about?" I asked.
"Well, you."
"Flattering thoughts, I hope."
She gave me her sly smile. It wasn't irritating this time, though. "Some of them. What are you thinking about?"
"You."
"I suppose I can't hope for flattering thoughts," she said with a wry smile.
"Well, some of them."
"This conversation is pointless."
"Yes, it is."
"Then why are we having it?"
"I was just about to ask you that."
We smiled at each other. "You know, Haldir, you're not that bad."
"Likewise."
"Truce?" she said, offering her hand.
"Of course." We shook hands on it.
"Now what?" she asked after another pause.
"I don't know."
"Have you ever left this place?"
"No. I never really wanted to," I answered.
"I can believe it. It's beautiful here."
"I know. We've done our best to make it so."
Leahnlah giggled. "I'm sure you have."
There was another silence. I was running out of things to say that wouldn't offend her.
"I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time," she mumbled, then stood up to go.
I grabbed her wrist. "No, it's all right-" I trailed of mid-sentence. She was studying me, her huge gray eyes glowing eerily.
"Do you want me to stay?" she asked, her voice seeming deeper.
"Yes-I mean-if you want to-well-" My thoughts were being perverse and having problems going in straight lines.
"I want to." She was very close to me. I took her other hand and stood up. Her eyes got bigger and brighter. "I doubt your family will approve."
"To hell with them. It's about time I did something for me." I couldn't believe what I was saying. I didn't feel that way.did I? At that moment, it didn't matter.
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A/N: Ah, that was *lovely.* Eventually, of course, there will be angst, because she can't stay there forever.aw, poor Haldir.poor Leahnlah.this is, like, the Middle Earth version of Romeo and Juliet.yay me!!! I wrote it!!!
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 6: Truce
It was almost a week before I saw Leahnlah again. I was bored, so I was wandering around. I hadn't been looking for her. I hadn't expected to find her. I *certainly* hadn't expected to find her crying.
"Leahnlah?" I asked, to announce my presence. I had been thinking about her a great deal. I suppose I had been hoping to find her, to talk to her. Now was my chance. "Is something wrong?"
She jumped. "What does it look like?" she snapped.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked hesitantly.
She didn't answer immediately. She watched me for a minute, her beautiful eyes burning with fury. Then, very abruptly, that light died. She looked lost for a minute, then looked down and nodded.
"Well, that's a start." I sat down next to her. "So, what's wrong?"
She took a deep breath. "My brother," she whispered.
That confused me. From the way she had mentioned him the last time, I had gathered they were very close. "What about him?"
"We were twins. He.died.years ago. I guess I'm crying because I haven't had a chance to cry.until now."
Ah. *Now* it made sense. "I see. At this point, I suppose I should offer you words of comfort. But words of comfort are absolutely no use in this case. There is nothing I can say that will truly help with the pain and definitely nothing I can say that will bring him back." That was probably exactly the *wrong* thing to say. Oh, well.
She blinked at me. I don't think she was expecting me to say something like *that.* "How would you know?" she asked.
I had hoped not to get into that. Discussing Tyrennafaile was not something I enjoyed doing. But she had just poured her heart out to me, so I guessed I owed it to her. "I had a close friend. My cousin. We were as close as twins."
"What happened?"
"She was exiled. We're forbidden to mention her name here. She's worse than dead."
"Seems a barbaric custom."
"Yes, I suppose it is." We sat in silence for a moment.
"Thank you," Leahnlah whispered finally.
"For what?"
"For listening."
I smiled. "It's all right. Thank you for listening."
She stood up. "It was nice talking to you *without* having a massive confrontation."
"I had a question for you."
"What?" she asked, pausing.
"Were you deliberately trying to irritate me last time?"
"You'd better believe it."
"Why?"
She sighed and sat down again. "Remember when I told you that my brother and I used to chase the wind together?"
"Yes."
"I was kind of trying to make that a memorial for him. Trust me, it was nothing personal. You had just interrupted that. I would have tried to irritate anyone who walked in on that," she said, grinning apologetically.
"I'm sorry."
"It's all right. You had no way of knowing."
Again, we were sitting in silence. She was staring at her hands, her hair covering her face. "What are you thinking about?" I asked.
"Well, you."
"Flattering thoughts, I hope."
She gave me her sly smile. It wasn't irritating this time, though. "Some of them. What are you thinking about?"
"You."
"I suppose I can't hope for flattering thoughts," she said with a wry smile.
"Well, some of them."
"This conversation is pointless."
"Yes, it is."
"Then why are we having it?"
"I was just about to ask you that."
We smiled at each other. "You know, Haldir, you're not that bad."
"Likewise."
"Truce?" she said, offering her hand.
"Of course." We shook hands on it.
"Now what?" she asked after another pause.
"I don't know."
"Have you ever left this place?"
"No. I never really wanted to," I answered.
"I can believe it. It's beautiful here."
"I know. We've done our best to make it so."
Leahnlah giggled. "I'm sure you have."
There was another silence. I was running out of things to say that wouldn't offend her.
"I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time," she mumbled, then stood up to go.
I grabbed her wrist. "No, it's all right-" I trailed of mid-sentence. She was studying me, her huge gray eyes glowing eerily.
"Do you want me to stay?" she asked, her voice seeming deeper.
"Yes-I mean-if you want to-well-" My thoughts were being perverse and having problems going in straight lines.
"I want to." She was very close to me. I took her other hand and stood up. Her eyes got bigger and brighter. "I doubt your family will approve."
"To hell with them. It's about time I did something for me." I couldn't believe what I was saying. I didn't feel that way.did I? At that moment, it didn't matter.
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A/N: Ah, that was *lovely.* Eventually, of course, there will be angst, because she can't stay there forever.aw, poor Haldir.poor Leahnlah.this is, like, the Middle Earth version of Romeo and Juliet.yay me!!! I wrote it!!!