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Chapter 26: You Look Terrible
Haldir awoke to a soft knock on his door:
"Come in." he growled into the air.
The door opened and two figures walked in. Galadriel seemed as happy as could be, and her husband seemed in high spirits. They stopped in front of the elf as he sat up slowly. Realizing who the figures were, the March Warden sprung from the bed and saluted as quickly as possible.
"Do not look to formalities, Haldir, you may lay back down." Galadriel said, as her delicate eyebrows rose in shock and worry.
Haldir looked terrible; there was no swift and soft way to put it. He almost looked as disorganized a disheveled as a human, devoid of his normally subtle grace. Galadriel smiled, none the less, and softly chided herself for almost speaking her minds notices. Celeborn, on the other hand was not as subtle about his surprise.
"You look terrible! It almost aperies that you were hit by a stampede of orcs on wrags!" the lord said, not hiding his amazement at the least.
Haldir stared incuriously at his lord, shocked that Celeborn would blurt out something of that magnitude.
"Well, you do, Haldir." Celeborn said simply.
"We have news, Haldir." Galadriel said with a knowing smile, before her husband could say another word.
"And that would be?" Haldir hissed, offended by his lord's attitude.
"Now don't get so agitated, we have good news, that is to say." Celeborn smiled.
"Indeed, it is of a great news." Galadriel added. "Your name has been cleared, you have been placed back on the boarder patrol and will regain your title next week." She added.
Haldir sat staring at the two as if he did not understand.
"F-r-e-e" Celeborn emphasized as if he were speaking to a child.
"We looked over the information and evidence that Vanity gave, and found it to be a gross exaggeration of facts. She has been moved to the other side of Lorien. There should be little reason for either of you two to interact with each other." Galadriel explained.
At this Haldir smiled, he was ready to go back to normal. "Thank you my Lady, My Lord." He said bowing again.
"We can see that you were asleep, we shall depart, just wished to inform you of the pleasant news." Galadriel whispered.
"You know, you should try to lose some weight and trim back up before you go back on boarder duty, cant just hand the orcs a meal, now can we." Celeborn chuckled, as he was pulled out of the emendate reach of Haldir by Galadriel.
Haldir moved to the door as the Lord and Lady left. As Haldir moved in front of his washroom mirror, his reflection made him do a double take. The elf that stared back at him had the most yellow, and unhealthy skin, the blonde hair was dirty and out of its regular places. Haldir snarled, Celeborn had been right about his appearance. The weight that hung on Haldir's frame was not the usual solid mass of muscle, but wobbly fat. Just sitting there all that time under house arrest had done nothing for the March Warden. Slowly Haldir turned and began to fill the bathing tub with water stored. It was cold, Haldir hadn't wished to put the basin over a fire, and he prepared himself for the cold plunge. As he reclined in the water, he allowed all of his cares to slip away …. But, like a static, they all fell back into his mind. Naomie …. Was she doing alright? What had become of her, secretly he hoped she was well. His memory flooded back to the ring he had left behind. Had the she elf had time to think about what he had pleaded? Would she forgive his trespass? Hours slipped by as Haldir fathomed words to say to her, actions to take.
Emerging from the tub, Haldir quickly braided his hair, and dried off, placing his regular black legging and grey tunic on. Boots on, Haldir quickly walked out of his set of rooms. He did not know where he was going, or what forces lead him, yet he continued. Then he realized that he must see Naomie on more time, one last plead.
Ok I know its short, but there are more chapters!