Ch.11
"You have entered the Realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back." Haldir told Gimli with a slight smile. The Dwarf made a noise that might have been a curse and might have been a sneeze. Curfinwen took off her hood and stepped forward so that the Wood-Elves could see her.
"Bring us to Her." Instinctively Haldir and his brothers bowed. And obeyed.
"He has fallen into Shadow," said Galadriel, looking especially at Curfinwen. The half-elf gazed back at her evenly, though a slight tinge of red suddenly colored her perfect cheeks. "The Quest stands on the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fall, to the ruin of all."
'Yet hope remains, while you are faithful, Curfinwen. There is a long and difficult road before you. Would you not rather stay in Rivendell, and be a great queen? You could have power over all the Elves with that Ring. Would this not be the better choice?'
Curfinwen knew Galadriel was testing her.
'I shall be true to the Fellowship, my lady. This I swear.'
Galadriel did not answer but smiled and bowed slightly. Then the Fellowship was dismissed.
Curfinwen divided her time in Lothlorien between Boromir and Galadriel. She knew she should not become emotionally attached to a man who would be dead in a matter of weeks, yet she often sought his company and after a time he sought hers. Most of the time they did not speak much, taking pleasure merely in being with each other. They splashed in streams, walked in the forests, dueled with swords and crowned each other with golden wreaths of the silver mallorn. Or sometimes they just sat together enjoying an evening breeze. At least, Curfinwen thought sadly, his last days would be happy. She endeavored to teach him telepathy, but Boromir was uncomfortable with concept. He said it reminded him too much of his father and the Lady Galadriel. But in spite of the lack of speech, despite all her misgivings, Curfinwen and Boromir were falling in love.
Her episodes with Galadriel were of a very different nature. They spoke of history, and the future. Latent powers Curfinwen did not know she had Galadriel awoke and she was suddenly aware of them. Once the Lady warned her about Boromir. Curfinwen turned very pale and stalked away in a hot fury. Later with mutual apologies their relationship continued stronger than ever, and Galadriel's opinion of the Man of Gondor improved somewhat.
A/N: Well, how is it so far? No telling when I'll have time to continue, but, reviews are welcome.
"You have entered the Realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back." Haldir told Gimli with a slight smile. The Dwarf made a noise that might have been a curse and might have been a sneeze. Curfinwen took off her hood and stepped forward so that the Wood-Elves could see her.
"Bring us to Her." Instinctively Haldir and his brothers bowed. And obeyed.
"He has fallen into Shadow," said Galadriel, looking especially at Curfinwen. The half-elf gazed back at her evenly, though a slight tinge of red suddenly colored her perfect cheeks. "The Quest stands on the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fall, to the ruin of all."
'Yet hope remains, while you are faithful, Curfinwen. There is a long and difficult road before you. Would you not rather stay in Rivendell, and be a great queen? You could have power over all the Elves with that Ring. Would this not be the better choice?'
Curfinwen knew Galadriel was testing her.
'I shall be true to the Fellowship, my lady. This I swear.'
Galadriel did not answer but smiled and bowed slightly. Then the Fellowship was dismissed.
Curfinwen divided her time in Lothlorien between Boromir and Galadriel. She knew she should not become emotionally attached to a man who would be dead in a matter of weeks, yet she often sought his company and after a time he sought hers. Most of the time they did not speak much, taking pleasure merely in being with each other. They splashed in streams, walked in the forests, dueled with swords and crowned each other with golden wreaths of the silver mallorn. Or sometimes they just sat together enjoying an evening breeze. At least, Curfinwen thought sadly, his last days would be happy. She endeavored to teach him telepathy, but Boromir was uncomfortable with concept. He said it reminded him too much of his father and the Lady Galadriel. But in spite of the lack of speech, despite all her misgivings, Curfinwen and Boromir were falling in love.
Her episodes with Galadriel were of a very different nature. They spoke of history, and the future. Latent powers Curfinwen did not know she had Galadriel awoke and she was suddenly aware of them. Once the Lady warned her about Boromir. Curfinwen turned very pale and stalked away in a hot fury. Later with mutual apologies their relationship continued stronger than ever, and Galadriel's opinion of the Man of Gondor improved somewhat.
A/N: Well, how is it so far? No telling when I'll have time to continue, but, reviews are welcome.