By the time the three elves reached the last post, the orcs had almost reached the tree line. Looking up, Glorfindel could see the marchwardens already had their bows nocked and drawn.
"We must stand and fight. There is no time for strategy." Said Celegil "The orcs may out number us but we have the advantage of our horses. The wardens in the post will provide cover fire until the orcs are too close for shooting."
The three warriors on the ground drew their bows as the orcs broke through the trees. The first wave of arrows took down many of the orcs but soon they were too close and the elves were forced to draw their swords. Two of the wardens in the post jumped down and joined the fray while the last one stayed up in the tree to shoot any orc that tried to slip away in either direction.
After what seemed to be hours, Glorfindel turned to see Celegil beheading the last orc standing in their immediate vicinity. She was splattered with blood but had managed to stay atop her horse.
"Where's Haldir?" she asked him.
Glorfindel looked around and spotted Haldir trapped beneath the body of his horse. Dropping out of his saddle, he ran to the lieutenant, Celegil close behind. An orc had somehow managed to get close enough to stab Haldir's horse cleanly through the chest. The horse had fallen on its side, pinning Haldir's leg beneath it. With Celegil's help, Glorfindel was able to free Haldir and his leg. It lay at an unnatural angle and Haldir bit his lip to keep from crying out in pain when he saw it.
"How likely are the orcs to return?" Glorfindel asked
"Not very, though if any escaped, it will be sometime before they can reach their friends. I suggest we get Haldir back to the city as soon as possible. I will also need to call a clean up crew to come help burn the bodies."
"I agree, is there a stretcher in this platform?"
"Yes, you set his leg. I shall retrieve it."
Luckily, Glorfindel found a plant with painkilling properties growing near by and was able to lessen Haldir's pain somewhat. Using the handle of an orc's axe and bandages torn from his cloak, he soon had the leg splinted and wrapped. He looked over to see that Celegil had returned with the stretcher. They loaded Haldir on to it and after Celegil gave the wardens left at the post final instructions to watch their horses, they set off back for the city.
It was late at night by the time they reached the city. The healers were ready for Haldir having been alerted by the runner Celegil sent ahead. No longer needed, Glorfindel returned to the talan he shared with the rest of the Imladris elves where Celebrian was sitting up waiting for him.
"Elrond told you this was a vactation." She scolded "You just had to go and get yourself into trouble didn't you?"
Glorfindel grinned sheepishly. "The captain invited me. Who am I to refuse an ellyth?"
The next morning Glorfindel walked into the common room of the talan to find Celegil sitting in a chair with a tray of fruit and bread on the table in front of her.
"Good morning, Lord Glorfindel." She said "I brought you some breakfast."
"Thank you, my lady."
She stood to leave. "I'm sorry I can not stay. I have some things to attend to."
"I understand. Will I see you later?"
She looked at him and their eyes locked, deep emerald green meeting sparkling ocean blue. "Perhaps"