Much sorries about the wait... I wasn't allowed to type on the comp the document was on... so I fixed another comp and now I will try to update as often as possible. I did not have this chapter checked by a beta reader but the rest should.
Haldir hurried to the talan they had put the girl in. He had been told she was coming back to consciousness and he needed to be there when they interrogated her.
He had just barely slid into the room when she stirred and opened her eyes. She blinked at him for a moment then sat up looking around.
Haldir stepped forward out of the shadows he had managed to stand in. "Welcome to Lothlorien my Lady," he said bowing elegantly.
She adopted a bewildered look when she heard where she was, "Lothlorien? You're not serious!" her face went pale, "Why am I in Lothlorien?" He gave her a strange look, "You don't know? That is what we wanted to know, Lady..." he paused for lack of her name. "Arielle," she supplied, "Arielle Marvel." She looked around again.
Haldir smiled slightly when her stomach growled loudly. "Hungry?" She smiled as an answer to his comment. He turned and leaned out the door saying something in elven to some one out side the door.
He turned back to her, "May I ask were you come from?" She looked down wondering if he'd understand. "I'm from Earth," she said evasively. "Where in Middle Earth," he asked and folded his arms across his chest. She looked at him as if he was stupid, "I said EARTH, not Middle Earth. Pay attention. Seriously, elves have acute hearing but short attention spans." She muttered the last to herself knowing he would most likely hear it.
He looked at her strangely, "Riiight, from Earth where ever that is. Then tell me why you are in Lothlorien." Her eyebrows knitted in thought then, "Good question… I'll let you know when I figure out HOW I got here, much less why." She gave him a cheeky smile then the elven servant arrived with the food.
She started to eat then noticed him still staring at her. She took a small chunk of bread and chucked it at him, "Stop staring at me! Sheesh. I'm not that interesting, honest." He dodged the missile easily, "Not interesting? Your clothes are like none I've ever seen, you ignore pain better than the best warrior, and you refuse to tell me where you come from. You call that 'not interesting'?"
She sighed heavily, "I come from an advanced world where we have things you could never dream of…" she eyed him for a moment then recognized him, "You wouldn't understand, Haldir."
He looked at her with barely hidden shock, he hadn't told her his name and as far as he knew they had only called him March Warden around her.
Arielle's face suddenly drained of color when she realized what she had done. She did what any embarrassed person would do and ducked under the covers cursing loudly in the small amount of German she knew.
Haldir's jaw dropped in shock as she cursed in the Old Tongue. He wasn't used to women using such inappropriate language and in a nearly forgotten tongue too.
"My Lady! Where did you learn such language," he asked the shock showing in his voice (which was rare).
She sighed again and knowing he would hear it muttered, "My father taught me. The inappropriate stuff I learned from an exchange student."
Silence answered her then, "Where did your father learn this tongue?"
She sighed again pulled her head out from under the covers, "My father was in the Air Force and was stationed for two years in Germany (Both of which I'm sure you've never heard of, March Warden). He had to learn it or he would have been in trouble. How do you get along without knowing the language of the land you're in?"
Haldir stared at her, this was way too strange. He would have to speak to Galadriel.
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