Important: There is a small portion of rape, nothing graphic just pieces of speech talking about it, you've been warned!
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Chapter 23: The Summons
Haldir rushed down the corridor after the young handmaiden. Haldir was able to straiten himself just as he slid in front of the double doors; they slowly and gracefully were pulled opened to reveal the throne room.
Sitting on the raised dais was a calm looking Galadriel, as serine as ever with her mysterious white glow. But beside her a war raged, Celeborn was furious and seemed ready to pounce and kill any poor soul that was near him. Haldir feared what this meeting would entail. Was Celeborn that angry that Haldir had gone to Rivendell without permission?
"Haldir, do you understand why you have been called fourth?" Galadriel asked in the most airy voice that the Marchwarden had ever herd her use.
"Nay, My Lady" Haldir all but mumbled.
Celeborn rose in a flurry of silver and white robes.
"In all of the years that you have served us, I was never capable of believing that you, Haldir, had enough disrespect to us to do what you have done! How you could do this to any female is beyond my comprehension, you have broken a heart and my very bloods at that! And now you have committed an even more ravenous crime!" Celeborn growled gazing at Haldir with a wintry stair.
"Celeborn, husband, Haldir is telling the truth, he knows nothing." Galadriel said softly.
Haldir was a bit confused at the last statement and stared in shame, knowing at least enough that he was the one being charged with breaking Naomie's heart, and something much worse … what had he done? He was terribly confused.
Celeborn snorted. "Well perhaps was should refresh his mind, my dear." Celeborn shot at Galadriel, then turning to Haldir, "while my kin was being attacked by orcs, you, Marchwarden, in your room trying to rape Vanity." Celeborn hissed.
Haldir felt his blood run cold, again he felt sick. Why would he be accused of such a thing? Why could Celeborn even think this?
"My Lord! I would never –"Haldir was cut short by the raise of Galadriel's hand.
"Peace Haldir. Vanity came to us and explained that you seduced her and then proceeded to have your way with her, as she opposed it. All we wish is to listen to your side of this horrid account. You will not be judged until both sides have been played out." The Lady stated.
Haldir nodded and retold his accounts of the tale. At the end of his story, the slender elf bowed and waited.
"This is a serious accusation, as you know. I myself believe you, Haldir, you have always been truthful and your nature is not malice as this accusation clamed. But until we can find the true answer, I regret to say that you must be taken off duty. You will stay in your quarters and only I, Celeborn or your brothers may see you. Your food and drink shall be brought to you by one of those who I have spoken of. You can also call this punishment for disobeying out orders or remaining in 'Lorien. On a less ravenous note, I am under the impression that you spoke to Naomie?" Galadriel said as he husband spoke to the Marchwarden via his mind,
'Why my friend, my brother? Did you truly do as the shelf purposed? She showed us the marks, they were there. I do not wish to believe her but the evidence is right there in black and blue.' The voice mourned inside Haldir's head.
Haldir pleaded in his thoughts, his lord could not believe this accusation! Haldir was pulled from his begging by Galadriel, as she presented her question.
"Aye, I did speak to her. We … she has decided that it is best if we avoid each other." Haldir answered.
Galadriel raised an eyebrow. Her eyes went soft and her voice took on a mournful, mother like tone.
"Shall you be alright, Haldir?" she questioned.
"Aye, of course my Lady." Haldir nodded.
"Is she well?" Celeborn asked with more friendliness than before.
"Nay, she is not. She looks like death itself." Haldir said bluntly.
Celeborn nodded gravely.
"We shall accompany you to your rooms, Haldir." Galadriel said as she rose with Celeborn.
Haldir nodded and waited for his Lord and Lady to reach where he was standing. Continuing they walked towards his room.
When they reached the entry hall of Haldir's rooms, he opened the door and stood by as the Lord and Lady walked in. after they sat, as did Haldir, none spoke. Haldir waited impatiently. While Celeborn glared out the window and Galadriel sat smiling.
"I must go. I am certain you, my love, wish to stay?" Celeborn asked as he got to the door.
"I shall stay. I must speak to Haldir. I will not be long." The Lady whispered as Celeborn nodded and left.
"You wished to speak with me, Lady?" Haldir asked.
"I do not believe that you did as Vanity has foretold, but these are serious charges and you will of course, forgive us for "house arrest", will you not?" she said gently.
"I understand, Lady. May I ask, why do you believe me?" Haldir asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Indeed I do, sleep well, Marchwarden." She said, avoiding the question as she left him alone.
Haldir sat brooding on what Galadriel had said, which was not a whole lot. Eventually he did retire to bed, but there he found no rest. All night his thoughts traveled back and fourth to that she elf so far away in Imladris. Had she been so sick because of the attack? Or was it souly because of a broken heart? He had once looked as such, almost died of a broken heart, had he caused that pain? Shivering he tried to drown out those thoughts. But as he tried his heart began to weaken. His stomach began to sqwerm and soon he found himself back in the washroom sick of heart, and all for the one that he loved, and had lost.
Ok that is it, I know that it was very confusing and to maybe unconfuse y'all here's a quick summery of events:
Vanity told the Lord and Lady that Haldir had tried to rape her on that night … chapter 13, 14, or 15 … Haldir is oblivious and when Celeborn and Galadriel confront him he pretty much gets a spanking, but they do not believe Vanity. Soo, does that sum it up? Look for the next chapter soon at a computer near you!