Title: Haldir and Elzabeth : The Epic

Pairing: Haldir/OFC

Author: Orlenda

Notes: My apologies to all of the book junkies, but this was
written based purely on the movies and what I have read in
other fanfics.

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Forever Over the Rainbow

In the morning, Haldir got dressed and went directly to see Lady Galadriel. From her he received instructions to find out all he could about Elzabeth. Specifically, how Elzabeth could block Galadriel from reading her mind. Haldir agreed to do his best to which the Lady replied, "You always do."

Now he was on his way to Elzabeth's talan with a bowl of fruit to offer her for breakfast. As he approached her stairs, he could hear her singing. He stopped to listen and was amazed as she clearly hit a very high and difficult note, flawlessly. The lyrics in the song seemed rather sad though, and he wondered what its origin was. Moreover, he wondered what drove her to sing such a dreary thing on such a beautiful day. When the song ended, he proceeded up the stairs and knocked on her door. "Come in." She smiled as he came in, "I was beginning to wonder how long you would stand out there listening to my off key singing."

Haldir looked shocked that he had been discovered and a slight blush crept across his face. Regaining some of his composure, "Your voice is quite the contrary to off key, I assure you," he said extending his hand with the bowl of fruit and the spell that had been written out.

She took them from him, "Thanks," and sat down with the bowl at the table and began to munch. She gestured to the chair opposite hers, "Sit. Help yourself to some of this; it's too much for me."

He took the seat but said, "Thank you, however I have already had my breakfast this morning."

She shrugged and asked, "So what's our plan for today?"

"I thought I would show you around a bit so that you know how to get from place to place. Since you will be working under me I'd like to get to know you a little better as well."

Under him... oh bad, dirty mind! she thought as she stood from the table. "Sounds excellent," she said cheerily. She then propped her right foot up on a low stool and rolled the pant leg up a bit. Haldir watched her attach a small sheath, complete with knife, to her right ankle and rolled the pant leg back over it, effectively concealing the knife.

So that is the purpose of the flared legs, she really is quite tricky, he thought. Next she took one of the short blades she had had affixed to the small of her back yesterday, and once again affixed it there, only this time in the waistband of her pants. "I assure you that you will not need weapons here."

She smiled at him, "I don't like to go anywhere unarmed, hate to be worthless in a crisis."

"Very well then, are you ready?" he asked.

"Extremely," she responded, and they walked out the door together.

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They walked for hours, during which Elzabeth noticed that Haldir seemed very proud of his home and happy to show it off. After having seen much of Lothlórien, they sat down together to have a bit of lunch. Haldir's mind turned to earlier that morning. "You have very acute senses for a human, to have noticed my eavesdropping this morning."

She smiled, "That's because I'm not entirely human."

He waited a moment but she said nothing more, "Do you care to explain?"

"Hehe, well let's start at the beginning. When I was 20 years old I became very ill. I was going to die therefore my family performed a little-known ritual, in attempt to cure me. The blood of a creature known as a vampire was mixed with mine in precise amounts, which in essence made me into a hybrid. This was an extremely risky thing to do because it very often goes wrong, resulting in the person's complete transformation into a vampire. For vampires are evil, soul-less, human slaughtering beings, you see. They are however, immortal, strong, and have extremely adept senses. I retained my soul and these qualities, so I suppose I have the best of both worlds. As of this moment I am 261 years old."

"You don't hold much back do you?"

She gave a laugh, "No, and that's because I've come to learn that I am usually competent enough to get myself out of any trouble that my mouth gets me into."

He chuckled, and they call me arrogant! "Well, we will have to put your competence to the test tomorrow. Do you know anything about archery?"

"I've used a crossbow, but I've never laid a finger on a longbow. They aren't practical for my purposes."

Never even touched a long bow? What a shame, he thought. "What exactly are your purposes?"

"I fight for humanity. There are many nasty creatures on my world, and I have the ability to kill them, so I do."

These were good words to hear, the Lady would be very pleased to learn what he had found out. "I believe we will start with your swordsmanship then. Perhaps, after that I can coax you into a least holding a long bow?" he chided.

"I'm willing to try just about anything. I'm just not promising that I won't kill anyone in the process."

Haldir laughed, "I've taught many students and so far none of them have killed anyone in practice."

"So only minor maiming has occurred then?" she said, not able to help herself.

Haldir put on an expression of mock horror, "How dare you impugn my teaching ability." He watched her laugh at his actions. Her laugh was like music, it made his heart feel light. "Are you ready to return to your talan?"

"Yes, I believe so." They packed up what was left of their picnic lunch and Haldir escorted Elzabeth back.

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Upon entering, Elzabeth was greeted by a female elf, who was busy tidying up. "Hello, I'm Alamae, your chambermaid."

"Nice to meet you, my name is Elzabeth," she said, setting the dinner Haldir had supplied her with on the table.

"How are you enjoying your stay here so far?"

"It's wonderful. This place reminds me of a time long ago in my own realm."

"I'm happy for you. I hope the rest of your stay is as enjoyable. I have heard that you will be working with the Marchwarden, you are very lucky."

Elzabeth did not know if Alamae felt this way because she found Haldir attractive or if it was due to Haldir's skill at his profession. In either case, Elzabeth did not wish to delve into this subject and simply smiled.

Alamae finished her tasks and asked, "Would you like me to fetch you a tailor so that you may have some clothing that you are accustomed to?"

"Yes, that would be quite helpful. Could you also answer another question for me?"

"Certainly."

"When would be the best time for me to go see Lady Galadriel?"

"Anytime, she will be there if you need her to be."

Why does everything about this Galadriel have to be supernatural and cryptic? Elzabeth thought. "Thank you for everything."

"Gladly. I will send the tailor this way."

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When the tailor did arrive, Elzabeth was pleased to see that Alamae had had enough sense to send someone female. Not only did she require outer garments, but under garments as well. Elzabeth did her best to explain what she needed and the tailor assured her that she too would do her best. After that brief encounter, Elzabeth ventured out to speak with the Lady.

Upon stepping up to the platform, she could see Galadriel. She nodded her head in respect as Galadriel made her way down the steps. "You have something you wish to speak to me about, Elzabeth?"

"Yes, during my tour of your city, Haldir informed me that I was the first person to land here in such a way. That does not bode well for my ability to return home. It means that this end of the portal is most likely, unstable. Any attempt to find it, and use it to go home, will probably be fruitless. If you wish for me to leave..."

Galadriel interrupted her, "You need not leave Elzabeth. You are far too interesting to banish from our city," she joked and Elzabeth laughed. "Feel free to make yourself at home for as long as you wish."

"Well, thank you. I appreciate your hospitality," she said giving a quick nod and turned to go back to her talan for the evening. Once inside, she pondered the day's events over her dinner. She then went about her ablutions in the same manner that she had the night before. This time, however, Haldir was ready for her. He had perched himself on his porch once again in the hopes of catching a glimpse of her once more. The odd thing was, he wasn't exactly sure why. What was so special about this one girl in particular? These thoughts trailed off however as she appeared, and he watched the brush slide through her silky hair. When Elzabeth returned to the interior of her talan, he too turned in for the night, and fell asleep dreaming of that gorgeous hair...