Disclaimer: I don't own anything that belongs to Tolken. See, pretty self-explanatory.

Cyberwing: I finished my Career Prep bahahhahahaha!!! Now I can focus on writing my new chapter. 7 PAGES! I must be out of my mind, this is the longest chapter I've ever wrote. Lol. Before, it only had 3 pages, but then I proofread it and added stuff to it. Scratch that, A LOT of stuff, I mean.

I want to make a confession. The confrontation between Narie and Legolas will happen a bit later than expected. This is because my story went a lot slower than what I've first intended. Once again, I am sorry! Please forgive me! But don't worry, it will happen. I guarantee it.

There is something I wanted to say before you continue on reading this chapter. As everyone knows, I have yet to read Lotr; therefore, I have no idea how the currency system works in Middle Earth. I know I should've asked in the last chapter but I have something else on my mind. won't admit that I forgot about it

Anyway, because of it, I am making up the currency system for Middle Earth. So please, if you know about the currency please tell me so I can change it immediately before Tolken Lovers kicked my butt for changing it. (I am too young to die! TT).

Here it is. Basically, I'll just use metals to replace our modern day currency.

1 copper coin aka cop 1 dollar

1 silver coin aka sil 100 dollar

1 gold coin 1000 dollar

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Don't Love Me Too Much-ch12

Coire took a deep breath quickly and quietly before she went through the trapdoor. She didn't' know what to expect, her friends might be all packed up and was about to climb back down. She didn't know what will happen after, whether they will still consider her as their friend. However, one thing was for sure, they will always be her friends, even if they were to never see each other again for the rest of their lives. When she set foot into her place, she couldn't believe her eyes. She shook her head, making sure that she wasn't the one going insane.

"What are you doing!"

On her left, the once cleaned table was now piled with books from her bookshelf. Narie was moving from book to book, flipping from one page to another, and jotting some notes down. Naire didn't even bother sitting on a chair, she was standing on one foot as the other kneeled on a wooden chair. Coire winced as a few books fell off from the table, landing on the hard wooden floor. Papers came out of the book due to the force of impact. Her precious collections of books were gone! Narie didn't even bother picking the book up as she was too busy speed-reading from page to another. Coire doubted that Narie even know she was standing behind her.

On her right, by the Valar, what in the world was Culina doing! Culina had taken most of Coire's clothes out, placing them neatly on the floor. She had an abacus in one hand and was flipping through her notebook, which was on the floor, with her other. Coire watched Culina as she recorded something in her book before she folded her clothes into separate piles. Coire could only stare at her, not knowing the reason why Culina would even want to take her clothes. After all, if they were leaving, shouldn't they take their own clothes instead? Then it clicked.

Coire skipped over piles of her own clothes as she walked over to Culina, who was still flipping over clothes that was in the trunk. She cleared her throat, but Culina only gave a small wave, mentioning that she'll only be free soon. Culina plucked at her abacus as she continued to make markings in her notebook.

"Excuse me," Coire said, glaring at Culina. "Can you tell me what exactly are you doing with my clothes?"

"Well," Culina said, shrugging. She turned to look at the girl, "Since you have been wearing these clothes for so long, they are old and torn. I just happen to think that maybe it's time for you to get a new wardrobe."

"You are not selling my clothes," Coire said straight forwardly. She took a stack of her clothing and put it back into the trunk. She began to put her other clothes back into place as well. She rubbed her temple, she didn't know whether she should be happy that her friend didn't leave her or start crying because one of them stayed for her books while the other one stayed in order to get her clothes to sell. Don't get her wrong; Coire was glad that they treated her the same way as before, but still— couldn't they at least about her wellbeing?

"I'll have to stay here for a bit longer." Narie said as she looked up from a book she was holding. She pushed the rim of her glasses up. "I needed to decipher my bracelet."

Culina smiled, "This is the cheapest place to stay in Lorien. I don't want to spend money living in bad quality places. Most of all, I can make good money here." She eyed Coire's trunk of clothes.

Coire stared dumbfounded at them for a moment, and then she did something she didn't do for a long. She cried.

She just realized how stupid she was. She should've known that her friends wouldn't desert her at all cost. Still, she couldn't stop herself from fearing; fearing that they wouldn't accept her. Therefore, she never dared to leave Lorien, even though her heart ached to see them. She had been wasting time; she couldn't help but to feel foolish.

And now, they didn't come back in her tree house to pack up. They came back up in order to create excuses to stay. They were scared that Coire would kick them out of her place, and break their friendship. All of them had been foolish indeed, but that was what bonded them together in the first place. It was because each of them valued their friendship and was scared that one day they will walk past each other like strangers.

Narie patted her back, "Remember, we are sisters. We are like glue; we will stick to you till you are so sick of us that you wanted to shoot us down with a bow. Now that we see the situation, we are not going to leave you here alone anymore."

Culina smirked, "you really think we didn't know what you had been doing in Lorien? Of course we do, it was only because you specifically requested that you wanted to be alone that we didn't come sooner. However, when we heard that you have been hurting other people's feelings, we decided that maybe it's time for us to come and have a chat with you. And since I heard about Narie's engagement, I knew that she'll be heading toward Lorien. Therefore, I started my journey to here as well. For now, let us talk things out."

Narie nodded, "We are not here to stop you or to scold you. However, I just wanted to ask you one question. Are you truly happy? Are you truly satisfied in life when you get your happiness over other people's sadness? If you are fine with it, then we will not be in your way, because compared to them, you are much more important to us. No matter what, we will always support you."

Culina placed her arm around Narie's shoulder, "Hey I am also a main character here. What am I suppose to say now that you have taken all my lines? My lines are copyrighted you know, you'll just have to pay a huge sum of fee to compensate for my lost."

Narie chuckled. "I should call you Leechy from now on. Just like those bloodsuckers, you suck money out of people. Leechy" she paused, "I like it."

Culina quickly got away from Narie, she pulled the crying girl with her. "Coire." She said in a whiny tone, "Narie is picking on me and is not paying me. Do something."

Coire, who had watched the whole scene develop, couldn't help but laugh. For Valar knows how long, she was able to laugh without care, without worry, just plain laughing. She no longer had to worry that men will find out what she was doing, for the fact that she was actually ensnaring them. Before, she only smiled either to seduce or to use it as a getaway.

It was sad really, now that she thought about it. In the beginning, when she just started in destroying other people's relationship, men loved her because she looked vulnerable and weak, and therefore, it would satisfy their manly egos. However, as time went, there were many rumors created about her doings.

Yet men continued to be lured into her trap, giving her the power and the ability to destroy their relationships with the one that was meant for them. No matter what, men still fell for her; she didn't know whether it was because they didn't believe in the rumor or because they thought that she will actually fell for them for real. It was only much later before men started to believe in the rumors and began to regard her as venom. Out of all the male elves, there was only one man who didn't fall for her seduction right from the start, but no matter what, she didn't want to think about it anymore. It was in the past.

The men have no right to blame her. She might've been the initiator, but they were the ones that were willing to be tricked. They wanted too much, therefore, they lost something that was precious to them. Humans were always greedy, but who said that Elves weren't also?

Culina placed one hand around Coire's shoulder and the other one around Narie's. Coire snapped back to the present. "Wipe away your tears Coire, today is a good day. Consider this day as the day of rebirth. However, next time, tell us things straightforwardly because we don't want second hand news. Remember, it doesn't worth as much as primary sources. Besides, rather than hearing things from other people about our friend, we prefer to hear it from you."

Coire wrapped her left arm around Culina's waist as the other one wiped away her tears. Today is a good day. It was the day when she can finally stop hating herself, in a way. It was about time that she got a wake up call. Today was the day, where she will change back to the real her. She will stop hiding and running away from her own self. It was because she couldn't live like this, she was slowly walking toward her death without even knowing it.

"Coire, I am going to ask you a question and I wanted you to tell me what you really think."

"What Culina?"

"Can I sell your clothes?"

"No."

Haldir was sitting on a tree, looking at the bright moon when he heard footsteps beneath him. When he looked down, he saw the girl who he saw in the morning and another woman. What was her name- -Narie.

"Haldir," Naire called, "Can you come down here for a second. We need to talk."

Haldir jumped down from the tree, brushing small branches off his pants. Culina smiled sweetly, "Do you know a place where we can all talk in private?"

Haldir nodded as he led the way. The girls followed him until they reached an opening. He stopped and turned around to face them, "this was my secret hideout ever since I was a child. No one knows this place except the three of us." He picked up a small stool, wiped it a few times with his hand before he sat on it. He watched the girls sat before him. He cleared his throat, "what do you wanted to talk about?"

Narie spoke slowly, "I have a preposition for you. It's about Coire. We wanted to know how you know her in the first place. In exchange, we'll tell you what changed her and made her to become who she is today. Fair enough?" She raised her hand, waiting for Haldir to agree to the pact. Maybe it was because of the limited light, she thought she saw Haldir's face turning red. Interesting—

Culina wasn't as patient as Narie, "We wanted to find out about what happened to her for the past seven hundred years. In a way, we feel guilty for not being there when she needed us the most. Since you were with her all the time, we wanted to know how you two met." And tell us how you feel about her too, she added silently. She couldn't tell him the real reason for asking him was due to curiosity now could she?

Indeed, it was only out of curiosity that they were even having this conversation in the irst place. Narie had vowed that the moment she laid her eyes on him; she knew that he had feelings for Coire. Culina heard a lot about how great Haldir was for he was one of the Four P's. He and Elladan was the only two who could live without a woman for a day. However, there was a difference between Elladan and Haldir. She had lived in Rivendell for some time and Elladan had been dated a few girls from time to time. As for Haldir, he never dated any girls. She was surprised when she heard about how he acted around Coire.

Even so, there were a lot of versions that was said about their encounter and she wanted to hear the real version. She completely supported a saying which stated that 'the most trustworthy information was from primary sources.'

She doubted that Haldir and Coire could even be said as friends. One of them was always doing things without thinking clearly as the other one was always there to correct the mistakes and clean up the mess which Coire had caused. No, Haldir was more like a guardian to Coire as he was always there telling her to do the 'right' things.

Haldir couldn't help but to think that there was something going on between the two girls. The reason they said made sense in a way, but shouldn't they be asking about the things Coire had done instead of the encounter between Coire and himself? Even so, it was tempting to know the real reason as to what happened to Coire to make her like this. Therefore, he raised his hand and clapped Narie's hand three times, sealing the deal.

Haldir took a deep breath, "She seduced me."

Narie and Culina looked at each other. When he saw the look on their face, he said quickly, "I didn't touch her I swear. How should I put it—it was the two months since her arrival in Lorien. I knew this because my friends were all talking about her. That night, I was the only one still up for surveillance for it was my shift. Then I heard some noise behind me. I turned and I saw her dressed in a short skirt and was wearing a sleeveless tunic."

He swallowed when he recalled the way she looked that night. "She walked up to me and said a lot of things. Then she moved close to me and was about to kiss me."

"And?" both Narie and Culina asked, moving closer to him as they were fascinated by the story. They began to wonder if this wild Coire was always in her, that Coire had been doing this without them knowing it. If not, then she was really gifted in these kinds of matter. Deep inside, both of them were cheering her on. Compared to the old her, that move was bold and daring. In a way, they could comprehend as to why Coire chose Haldir.

It was because Haldir was always considered as 'Ice". To put it nicely, it was because of his calmness toward difficult situations. To put it harshly, he had no luck in woman. He had never been with a woman before. Coire only used him to be her first 'victim' was so that she can convince herself later that since she was able to seduce Haldir, she could seduce everyone else for they could never be as tough as Haldir.

"I pushed her away and told her to dress properly because she will be in trouble when other people see her. It was because they are not as open-minded as me." He stopped right there. He would never tell them just how close he was in pushing Coire down onto the ground right then and there. It had taken almost all his will power to push her away. Female elves were never this—open before, at least, before he met Coire.

From then on, many females had practically thrown themselves before him. He had never felt the same rush which he felt that night, not that he wanted to. He hated to feel out of control, for that would destroy his beliefs. He maybe a man, but he wasn't about 'do' it with them just because of this. He wasn't about to let himself become another Legolas or Elrohir, playing females for fun.

He believed that his first time was suppose to be sacred and should only 'do' it with the one he loved on their wedding night. However, up till now, there wasn't a woman--. Suddenly an image of Coire came into mind. It must be because he was always with her. Come to think about it, he had broken a lot of his own principles for her. He wondered what that meant.

"That's it?"

The two girls looked at each other once more. Was he for real? Any man would not be able to turn away an offer like that. Either he wasn't a man or he was hiding something. Narie rolled her eyes, she wonder what he would think if she told him what she thought about him. On the other hand, Culina resisted the urge to punch him in the nose. She thought that if he did anything inappropriate, she could blackmail him. After all, he was the March Warden; people's lives were dependent on him, he got to have a high salary--

Her money!! The pain!!

If he was a man, he would've taken advantage of Coire; then Coire wouldn't be able to destroy so many relationships and became isolated from other people. If he was truly a man, then he should've done everything he could to make Coire fall head-over-heels for him so she could get over her sadness. After all, Coire was a beautiful woman, he must be blind. If he wasn't so dull, he would've known that he actually felt something for Coire. Once again, the part about whether he was a man and having a brain came into mind. As the girls thought more about it, they couldn't help but to blame Haldir for Coire's past actions.

Haldir shivered when he saw the way how the two women were looking at him. They looked at him as if he was the person at fault, but, shouldn't they be happy that he didn't take advantage of their friend? He began to wonder it was a right decision to make Coire become friends with them again, because he was starting to question their sanity. He cleared his throat, "so what was the reason for Coire's --queer actions?"

Culina smiled sweetly, "Of course, we'll tell you about it, but first—"

"What?"

Culina wore a serious expression, "Give me 50 sil."

"…"

At that particular moment, Coire's left eye wouldn't stop twitching. It was as if something bad was about to happen.

Well, now we know how Haldir and Coire first met. So what was the cause for the sudden change in Coire? Will Haldir be stupid enough to pay Culina in order to find out? Will something bad happen to Coire? Read the next chapter to find out! For now, please click the bottom left button so I'll know what you think of the story! Please review! It really motivates me into writing this. Thanks for reading!