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Chapter 19: The Long Road Home.
Haldir walked along the long hall, only a few hours ago he had an idea of how the meeting with Naomie would go. His idea had been very, very wrong. Instead of the making up, hugging, and kissing, he received hatred and cold words. And instead of giving love and happiness, Haldir had dished out distress, and sorrow. Haldir stalked towards the stables. All the elves that were out and that passed Haldir seemed to realize what type of a mood the 'Lorien elf was in, for they all avoided him. Reaching his horse, Haldir prepared to mount, ready to leave without rest. But a strong hand stopped him. Haldir tried to control his temper.
"It did not go as you thought?" Elrond asked softly, his age and the fact that he was a parent showing in the way he asked the question.
Haldir just nodded.
"She is young still. Perhaps she is afraid." Elrond said with a knowing raise of his eyebrow.
"Perhaps, but what does she have to fear?" Haldir asked, half carious, half board.
"She is young. Mayhap ... she is afraid of your rejection." Elrond explained.
"Rejection? She rejected me?! My Lord, she sent me on my way. How can she fear rejection? When it was her who was the rejecter?" Haldir growled, now angry.
"Calm Haldir! You do not understand. When your brothers brought her here, Rumil told her where you had been ... with another she-elf ... now you come here after that and ask for forgiveness. Naomie does not understand. As I try to remind you she is still young. You may very well be her first love. She is stubborn, trust me. In time she will realize what a mistake she has made. Give her time." Elrond said softly.
"I think I understand. For the record, I never did anything with the she-elf my brother spoke of." Haldir said. Elrond nodded and stepped back.
"Take care of her." Haldir said as he mounted his horse.
"I will. Take care, March Warden. Good Bye." Elrond said as he stepped back from the horse. Haldir nodded and kicked his horse into a canter.
As his horse barreled out of the gates to Imladris, Haldir felt a single tear slip from his crystal eye. It was promptly whisked off by the fast speed he was going. Haldir felt sick and wished, for a fleeting moment, that he had stayed with Vanity that night and had never given Naomie a second thought. But he could not do that. Something drew his very soul to Naomie and Haldir needed her ... and he did not know why. Haldir had never in all his years felt this way towards a she elf. Not even Valerie, his first mate. How could he have allowed Vanity to weave those lies? And better yet ... how could he have been stupid enough to believe her? Haldir let slip another tear but this time he removed it off in anger. She had cried no tears for him ... why should he cry for her?
Haldir's black steed flew threw the woods. As Haldir had his inner battle, the moon was blood red and made her way to the top of the sky. Haldir slowed his horse. Dismounting, Haldir began to unroll a sleeping bag. His horse, Windswept, softly nuzzled Haldir's arm.
"What do you want?" Haldir asked as he rubbed the horse's nose.
The horse nibbled Haldir's cloak and yanked quite roughly, turning Haldir around. Now Haldir faced the mountains leading back to Imladris. Haldir gave a glare at his faithful companion and turned back around. But again Windswept bit down, very hard, on his shoulder and yanked. Haldir whirled and fell.
"I demand you to stop! Knock it off." Haldir growled pushing his horse away.
On the third time Windswept knocked Haldir around, the elf wrenched the rains and pulled the snorting horse to a tree and tied him up.
"Sleep well." Haldir said to the protesting horse and went back to setting up his camp.
Windswept continued to whinny and rock back and forth trying to pull himself free. Haldir paid no attention as he unbraided his hair and allowed the silver gold to flow freely around his shoulders. Not even bothering to change clothing, Haldir laid down to find rest. He would not find much rest for no matter what he did; Haldir's thoughts remained on Naomie.
Then a feeling came to his heart ... or was it his soul? Haldir longed to feel her body against his in a warm embrace. He wished for her to sleep, protected in his arms, during a wintry snow storm. There were so many things that hit his heart that Haldir wished to do with the princess that he may, now, never accomplish. Haldir growled and tossed as he tried to bat these thoughts away from his mind. She had been the one who rejected him. But then ... why ... why did his heart suffer? Haldir stopped and sat up.
"You are the March Warden of mighty 'Lorien. March Warden!!! You do not allow a she elf to affect you like this! You are a Captain! Do not trifle with these stupid ideas." Haldir hissed to himself. Windswept whinnied as if to laugh at his masters words.
"It is not funny. She is just a she elf. Nothing more and nothing less. She can die and I should not care." Haldir growled at the horse.
"You do not mean that" the horse's eyes said as Windswept pervade the elf.
Haldir, now very upset with Windswept, got up and stalked off into the woods. He found a small clearing and began to go through a series of battle moves. If he could not reason his mind into thinking of something else other than the events of that day, then he would simply exhaust it.
The morning was chilly and a light mist hung over the forest. Haldir awoke with the dawn. By the first sing song of the birds, Haldir was mounting his horse and ready to leave. In his last fleeting thoughts, his mind hissed and he cursed Naomie's name.
Yea I didn't like that chapter. Sorry but I don't know how to make it better. Review and no flames.