Chapter 148: Galadriel's mirror

"Celeborn, come here." Galadriel ordered. Celeborn sighed, he hated coming to see Galadriel, usually she would ask him to wash her feet or rub her back or compliment her, even if he did not feel like it. Celeborn stood up sadly, not wanting to leave his nice warm bath, and went to find what Galadriel was doing in their bedroom.

"Get some clothes on Celeb and come here."

"Yes dear."

Celeborn found some leggings and pulled them on, then sat beside Galadriel on their bed.

Galadriel slapped Celeborn, and Celeborn was sad.

"What was that for... My love?" Celeborn said, feeling not too friendly.

"I know what you where thinking!" Galadriel glared at him. Celeborn looked away.

"What do you want me for?" Celeborn asked.

"I had a vision, I saw Haldir is my mirror!"

"And this concerns me how?"

"It concerns you because he is our March Warden and he is very dear to us."

"Oh, I forgot about that..." Celeborn ducked another slap.

"Well, are you going to ask me what I saw or not?"

"Of course... What did you see my love?"

---Galadriel saw... Things that where---

"Ada!" Haldir's little high-pitched voice could be heard throughout his home as he ran to the door, where his father slowly entered.

"Ai, hello Haldir, my dear child!" Haldir's father Arhael scooped up the excited little child and squeezed him.

"How was work?" Haldir asked, burying his face into his father's warm neck.

"As it always is, ion-nin, we protected the borders and not much happened."

"Did you see any orcs today?"

"A couple goblins, but no orcs... Ion-nin, as I have told you before, it is quite uncommon for an orc to make it here, we have never even encountered one! It's goblins we have been seeing."

"Can you bring me with you when you see an orc? I want to see an orc, they sound cool!"

"Ion-nin, if orcs are as fierce as they say you would die before you saw what hit you! You remember when you followed me to work one day and a goblin got to you, do you not?"

"I do... He was scary, he hurt me."

"Yes, he bruised and cut you badly, did he not?"

"He did... Ada, when will I be old enough to fight the nasty goblins away like you do?"

"It will be a while Haldir, a long while, and if I am lucky enough you will never have to do such a thing."

"But ada, I want to. I want to be a strong march warden like you, and then I can save YOU from goblins, like you did for me when the icky goblin hurt me."

"And believe me ion-nin, if by the time you are an adult there is still some evil left in middle-earth, you will be a march warden, and a great one at that. I believe in you Haldir, I believe your dreams shall come true." Arhael kissed his little child's brow.

"I remember when you killed the icky goblin that tried to hurt me, do you remember ada?"

"I will never forget, ion-nin."

"It had bad breath."

"Yes, I have had gobins close enough to my face to smell their breath, and it is not exactly pretty."

"You killed the goblin that wanted to eat me, right ada?"

"Of course."

"He wont come back?"

"Never."

"Will another goblin try to eat me?"

"If you are a good boy and stay at home and if you do not follow me to work, yes."

"But when I am a big boy and able to fight, what about then? Will a goblin try to eat me then?"

"It depends. If you train well, eat good food and grow big and strong then a little goblin will have alot of difficulties in eating you!"

"Good. I dont want a goblin to eat me, or an orc, if I see one."

Arhael smiled and dropped his son on his bed as he went to change into some clothes that did not have goblin-blood-stains on it. Arhael dropped his long blade on a table in his bedroom and went back to pick up haldir, to discover that his son had jumped off the bed and ran over to the table where the blade was, or where the 'Scimitar' was, as his father called it.

"Haldir, do not touch that!" Arhael said sharply, running over to his son and pulling him away from the blade.

"I was not going too! Just wanted to look!" Haldir whined. Arhael took his precious son into his arms and walked closer to his blade.

"Can you see it, ion-nin?"

"Ya."

"It is a Scimitar, a long blade. I use it while on duty, guarding the borders."

"It's nice-looking."

"Well, it may look nice but you would not say that if it cut you."

"I know."

"One day Haldir, when you are a grown elf, I shall give you that blade."

"Really?" haldir's eyes widened.

"Yes, but not today, nor tomorrow. When you are big, and when you are ready for using such a weapon."

---Galadriel saw... Things that Are---

"Legolas give me that egg! You have already added one too many!" Rumil laughed merrily, grabbing the egg from the elfling's small fingers and placing beside him on the countertop.

"Rumil, that's enough dwarven ale for you." Orophin sniggered as he watched Haldir finish his glass.

"Let him have as much as he wants, you will have to care for Legolas anyways!" Haldir poured himself some more ale, as he watched Legolas and his mother glare at him.

"I think you have had too much, Haldir, honestly I have never seen you behave like this!" Mallriel snatched Haldir's glass (which Haldir had been spilling on himself anyways) and disposed of it.

"You may never have seen him like this, but I remember one time, we had all left for Rivendell and we had Glorfindel's company, who just so happened to have some ale on him and Haldir, he drank so much that by the next day he was vomiting for hours! He looked horrible!" Orophin laughed.

"And I thought Haldir was not a drinker!" Rumil licked his ale-covered fingers (since his mother had disposed of his ale as well).

"Haldir may not be such a drinker, but he does enjoy his ale! His dwarven ale, to be precise, which is odd since Haldir has a thing against men with beards!" Orophin smirked, watching as Legolas stirred the cake batter.

"You three!" Mallriel slapped each of her children.

"Hey!" Haldir gasped.

"Ai!" Orophin moaned.

"Owy!" Rumil sobbed, rubbing his sore face that turned red.

"Now you three behave infront of the elfling!" Mallriel ordered. The sore galadhrim brothers nodded.

"Yes nana." The three said as Legolas, with the help of Mallriel, poured cake batter into a round pan.

"Put this above the fire to cook, Orophin."

"Aww, cant I do that nana?" Rumil whined, trying to snatch the pan from Orophin, and ending up burning his wrist in the fire.

---Galadriel saw... Things that have not yet come to pass---

"Ada!" A little wet, naked child yelped, running from his warm bath and to the door of his small messy home to his father, Haldir, who just returned from work.

"Hi Ada!" The elfling screamed in joy, raising his arms in hope to be lifted and embraced.

"Ada? You are not my son." Haldir tried to hide a smile from appearing on his face.

"Yes I am." The elfling crossed his arms over his chest and stuck out his lower lip, pouting angrily.

"No you are not, my son does not run around naked." Haldir could not help but smile as he watched the elfling pull at his cloak. Haldir unbuttoned his cloak and let in fall into the child's arms. The little elf wrapped it around him.

"There, not naked. I am your son now." The elfling giggled happily as Haldir lifted him into his arms and cuddled him.

"You must be my son, for only my son could think of something as silly as that to proove that he belonged to me." Haldir whispered, kissing the little child. Haldir took the cloak off his elfling and hung the cloak up, but the child pulled it off the hook but dropped it.

"What was that for?" Haldir asked, bending down and placing the cloak back onto the hook, but the elfling yelled 'NO' and took it back.

"Galadhril, daro." Haldir said to the child, Galadhril.

"I need it or I will be naked and then I can't be your son and I want to be your son really badly." Galadhril tried to grab the cloak again but Haldir stopped him.

"Ion-nin, do not worry about such things, you will always be my son no matter if you dress or not, though I prefer if you did keep your clothes on and I believe your mother would appriciate it if you did not run out of your bath." Haldir smiled, entering his bedroom and leaving his naked child on his bed.

"Don't leave me here! It's too high up to get down from!" Galadhril shrieked.

"Calm down ion-nin, I am just dressing into some better clothes and I will be taking you back to your bath." Haldir yanked off his dirty grey tunic and found a soft green one, a gift from Thranduil, over his head.

"Now lets go see nana and bathe you." Haldir smiled, scooping up his baby and turning to leave.

"I like your knife ada."

Haldir stopped and brought his child closer to the knife, which was on a table in his room just as his father would leave it.

"That ion-nin, is a Scimitar. My father gave it to me on the day I turned of age, and when you become of age I promise you that you will inherit it." Haldir watched as his son's face lit up, just as his did years ago when he was a small elfling when he had heard that the blade would one day be his.

"I will take good care of it ada! I can't wait!" Galadhril kissed his father's cheek and squeezed him around his neck as Haldir turned on his heel to go bathe his son.

"In you go." Haldir dropped his son into the bath water. Haldir smiled as his son picked up his rubber duck, the one that had belonged to Haldir, and began to squeak it happily.

"And hello there you." Haldir turned his head to kiss his wife.

"Hello to you too, Haldir." Haldir's pretty blonde wife kissed her dear husband's lips, and their son made a long 'Eww' noise.

"Gross nana! Gross ada! Yucky kisses!"

"Hm, yucky? I doubt that, but you will oneday understand." Haldir pat his son's messy wet hair.

"Okay... But it will still ALWAYSbe gross... To kiss girls!" Galadhril ewwed as he said that.

"Alright, we will stop, but one day I bit you will kiss a she-elf." Haldir laughed, grabbing some soap and scrubbing his child's filthy toes.

"No I won't."

"Yes you will."

"No I won't."

"You already have! Nana, grandnana..." Haldir smiled when his son sighed in defeat.

"Ai..." Haldir's wife touched a long red mark on her love's bare shoulder.

"It's just a little scratch, do not fear." Haldir smiled, adjusting his tunic to cover the red gash.

"Out you come little elf." Haldir took a towel and scooped Galadriel out of the bath and into his arms.

"Ada."

"Yes,I am your ada, and I always will be."

"Nana. Ada is not ada ada is nana and nana is ada." Galadhril giggled at his parents' confused expressions.

"Alright, if that's how you like to think of it as, though I have never seen your fatherin a dress." Haldir's wife smiled. Haldir lay Galadriel on the child's bed and found his son some soft leggings to wear to bed.

"You want to wear these to bed?" Haldir asked.

"Wear toonie." Galadhril said. "Toonie."

"Ion-nin, you cannot wear your tunic to bed, it will not be comfortable." Haldir said, sliding his son into the leggings he held.

"Toonie!" Galadhril pulled off his leggings and crossed his arms.

"Ion-nin, no tunic in bed."

"Toonie."

"No."

"Toonie."

"No."

"Toonie!" Galadhril grabbed his father's 'toonie', that being his word for tunic,and pulled. But it ripped.

"No." Haldir said, pulling off his tunic and throwing it on the floor. "No one is wearing a toonie to bed, now let me put your leggings back on."

"I'm sorry." The elfling sniffled, turning around so his father could not see him cry.

"Ion-nin, just let me dress you in your leggings and tomorrow you can wear your toonie all day, the one Legolas gave you."

"I like that toonie." The elfling sniffed, turning around and letting Haldir dress him

"I know you love that toonie. Would you like to sleep with nana and I?"

"Ya."

Haldir let Galadhril ride on his back into his bedroom. Galadhril was placed on the bed between both of his parents. Galadhril was soon asleep, curled up close to his mother.

"Haldir, are you awake?" The she-elf asked. haldir grumbled and looked up.

"Yes, now I am."

"How did you hurt yourself?"

"Ai... Just an attack by an orc, but he's long dead now." Haldir smiled, kissing his wife's cheek.

"Haldir?"

"I could use some sleep."

"I know, but there is something I want to tell you. I found out yesterday, while Galadhril was staying at your mother's house, and I would have told you yesterday but since we had stayed up so late into the night trying to settle Galadhril down I did not find the time."

"Well what do you want to tell me?"

"I want you to take a year off work again-

"Celeborn will murder me!"

"No, he wont, he will understand... Haldir..." The she-elf looked into Haldir's blue eyes.

"Remember when we found out that Galadhril was born?"

"I was so thrilled that I accidentaly hit my head and blacked out..." Haldir laughed quietly.

"Well, don't hit your head because it will wake up Galadhril."

"Do you mean... Another baby?"

"Yes."

"I will go over to Celeborn right now and get two years off, Orophin can replace me, oh i do not care who replaces me! Galadhril will have a brother or sister! I will have two children - you will too! Oh my brothers will be in shock - so will yours! And your father, he already has plenty grandchildren but he will be so happy for us!" Haldir jumped up from bed, dressed himself and left to get two years off from work.

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"Don't you understand Celeborn?"

"Of cours I do! Haldir will come in the middle of the night to me in the future and bother me to have two years off! I should go and fire him now, while I have the chance!"

"No!" Galadriel yelled. Celeborn stayed quiet from that moment on.

To be continued...