Silent Angel

Chapter 1

Rumil jogged up to the door of the talan near the center of Lorien. He opened the door and looked around.

"Naurrin?"

No answer.

Rumil frowned and walked into the room on the right. "Naurrin?"

Still seeing no one, Rumil walked back to the living area, looking about the talan confused. Realization soon hit him, and Rumil jogged out of the talan.

"I forgot it's mid-afternoon. Of course she's not going to be here."

Rumil sped off towards the practice grounds, passing the archery with many archers practicing. He soon stop behind a tree just before entering a circular clearing for sword practicing. Rumil saw a lone figure in a blue tunic and black breeches swinging about a sword in midair, brown hair swinging along with the body. Rumil smiled at the young elleth that Naurrin has become. Her hair has grown to waist length, her chest grown a bit on the larger side, as her hips became rounded, her waist narrowed to fit her form perfectly. But even so, he and Naurrin were only friends, nothing more, nothing less.

Naurrin stood in a fighting stance, her sword horizontal with her face. She took a quick step forward, swinging her sword, than turned and kicked with her left leg. Naurrin returned to the same position as before, exhaling slowly. Suddenly, the elleth walked forward, moving her sword left, right, downward, upwards, turned, twirling her sword, and stood up straight, the sword vertical with her face.

Naurrin was startled when she heard clapping from the side of her. She smiled and sheathe her sword, walking halfway to meet Rumil.

"Lovely show, Naurrin."

Naurrin curtsies mockingly. "Why thank you my lord. What can I do fro you today?" she smiled, as they walked together towards the city.

"Will first, you can quickly change to a nice dress."

Naurrin frowned, eyeing Rumil suspiciously. "What for?"

Rumil smiled, "do you not remember? Today is the day Haldir and Orophin return from-"

Rumil didn't finish, as Naurrin sprinted towards the talan she, Haldir, Orophin, and Rumil all live in, yelling over her shoulder.

"Why did you not tell me sooner!"

Rumil sprinted after her. "I thought you would remember."

"Apparently I did not!" Naurrin yelled, as the both of them reached the talan.

–Center of Lothlorien–

The two March Warden and the Galadhrim got off their horses, and bowed to the Lord and Lady who stood in front of them.

"Welcome back, many have missed you." The Lady said, smiling.

Naurrin ran past the crowd and abruptly stop, not wanting to embarrass herself in front of everyone. Rumil bumped into Naurrin, making her stumble a few steps froward until Rumil steady her. Naurrin cleared her throat, looking down to the ground, as Rumil merely smiled.

"Brothers." Rumil walked to his brothers.

"Rest, you all need it." Lord Celeborn said, and both lords walked away.

The crowd either parted or hugged the love ones that have returned.

"No greeting Naurrin?" Orophin smiled teasingly, walking forward.

Naurrin looked up and hugged Orophin, who in turn swung her around, making her chuckle. He put her down, and Naurrin walked over to Haldir.

"Welcome back, both of you." She hugged Haldir, and the four walked away from the crowd.

"Do not act so worried, Naurrin." Orophin started but Naurrin interrupted.

"But I should, for rumor has it that Orcs have grown in number. I believe in these rumors, for if we ignore them, those closes to us might... pass away." Naurrin whispered so low, it was a wonder the brothers heard it at all.

"They have grown, but I promise you Naurrin, we are doing our best to destroy these foul creatures." Haldir said with much hatred. Shaking his head, Haldir looked over to Naurrin. "So, have you made any progress in your healing lessons?"

Naurrin blushed, and looked over to Orophin. "Why are you so quiet, Orophin? How are you feeling today?"

Orophin smiled knowingly, as Haldir raised an eyebrow.

"Naurrin, do not change the subject."

Naurrin sighed, "No. But tis so boring!" Naurrin started to whine, looking over to Haldir who sighed tiredly.

"Naurrin, you must learn how to be a healer! What I you were alone, and have been hurt? You will die instantly without the proper care and healing."

"I will never leave Lothlorien's borders, Haldir. I can assure you that."

Haldir groaned. "What am I going to do with you?"

Naurrin smiled, "nothing because you care for me too much."

Haldir rolled his eyes, but smiled nonetheless. "As much I hate to admit it, tis too true."

Naurrin kissed his cheek, and smiled brightly to both he and Orophin. "Come, me and Rumil will make dinner for you."

During dinner, the brothers and Naurrin joked around and switched tales of the last month or so they have been apart. After dinner, while the brothers talked of a few strategies to haul back the Orcs from Lothlorien's borders, while Naurrin washed the dishes, thinking of tomorrow's day. It was the middle of the night and Naurrin sat out in the balcony of the living area, looking up at the stars. A voice from behind startled her but relaxed as she knew who it was.

"You should be asleep Naurrin." Haldir said, leaning against the frame, yawning.

"Tomorrow, Haldir. Two thousand years tomorrow." Naurrin whispered, pain evident in her voice.

Haldir was now awake and sadden. "That's right." He walked next to Naurrin, not knowing what to say.

He looked down ashamed of forgetting.

"Do not be ashamed, Haldir." Naurrin said, as if reading his thoughts.

Haldir looked over to see a silent crying elleth looking back at him, scared and alone showing in her eyes.

"I know that you have much work to do, being March Warden and all, than remember the day of-"

"No, Naurrin." Haldir interrupted. "Nauralad was my second in command, and the way he talked about his family was as if I, too, were part of it. I should have never forgotten. I believe that is why Lady Galadriel brought me and my men back." Naurrin choked back a sob, coughing. "Naurrin."

Haldir hugged her to him, as she let her pain out.

"I miss them so much, Haldir! I mess them so much!" Naurrin sobbed out, trying to calm down.

"I know, Naurrin. I know." Haldir whispered, kissing her hair.

Naurrin than back out of his embrace, wiping her tears. "I am going to sleep. Goodnight." Naurrin walked back inside.

"Goodnight." Haldir whispered. "May your dreams be peaceful tonight."

The next day, Naurrin was the first to wake at dawn, and prepared breakfast for the three older Elves that were still asleep. Soon after, she changed into the tunic and breeches from yesterday, and walked to the practice grounds. The three brothers woke two hours after Naurrin left, ate breakfast, changed, and bought flowers at the market. They walked in silence towards the south of the city, where Nauralad and his family were buried.

The paid their respects and continued the rest of the day as usual. They knew where Naurrin was, and left her alone, knowing she wanted to see her family later on, alone. Naurrin trained with her daggers all morning and half the afternoon. Knowing she had to see them sooner or later, Naurrin quickly went home, thankful the brothers weren't in, took a quick bath, and changed into a dark green dress.

She bought flowers at the market and made her way slowly to her family's grave. Naurrin entered a huge circular clearing. Enormous trees surrounding the one stone that resembled of an Elven woman holding a single dahlia on her left palm, that stretched upwards. Light poured out into the clearing, as Naurrin walked forward. She sat on her knees and set the flowers at the stones feet, where the names of her parents and brother was carved, as well as a small inscription in Elvish.

'I would like to hold you one more time,

To see you smile,

To hear you laugh,

I haven't forgotten the way we got along,

I know we're together,

Even though we are apart,

I will soon see you,

I promise you this.'

Naurrin read it, looking up to the woman statue. She knew the inscription by heart, for it was she who asked the lady to have it under her family's name.

"I wished I was able to help you fight them. But I was still a child." Naurrin let the tears that she was trying to hold in fall. "Maethordhrinen, I am sorry that I was a burden. You had to get me to safety, rather fight along side our parents."

A sob escaped the young elleth's mouth, as she cried as hard as the day she watched her brother be slain, putting her arms around her waist.

"I feel so alone! I wish you were with me once more."

From high above, Lady Galadriel looked to the lonely Elf, Haldir walking next to her. They stood, neither say a word to the other, both of their aurora's showing sympathy towards Naurrin. Finally, Haldir spoke up, not able to take the silence much longer.

"It is a miracle that Naurrin has not died of grief yet."

Galadriel smiled faintly. "Not a miracle, Haldir. She lives because the spirit inside her still lives, but only by a thread." Galadriel shook her head. "But even so, I believe she is slowly fading into shadow." Galadriel turned from the crying elleth and walked down the hall, Haldir following. "Do not worry so, March Warden, for I have seen her destiny, and she will live on." Haldir breathe a sigh of relief. "Arwen is coming soon, Haldir. And I need you and your brothers to meet her by Lothlorien's borders. I want her safe, and unharmed." Galadriel stopped to look at her March Warden, who bowed to her.

"I will eave tonight, my lady."

Haldir than walked away, Galadriel looking after him.

"May the Valar help me during Arwen's stay. For I know those two will not get along." Galadriel closed her eyes and continued her walking.

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