A work in Progress
Chapter Six
Chapter written by: PiXiE
The room was a mess, but I had left it. I knew it was irresponsible, and yet I had left it. This elleth brought out the worst in me!
"She has probably been quite violent. Did you hear the vase fall to the floor?"
"Of course, it sounded like the blue one that Erestor gave father, you know, for his birthday a few hundred years ago, you know? His favourite one?"
Why did Elladan always bear bad news? Whether talking directly at me, or whether I inadvertently eavesdropping.
"Ahhhh! And here's the elf himself!" I glowered; I was not in the mood for the sons of Elrond, especially both of them at the same time.
"Suillad" I greeted, smiling slightly
"I see that there has been a minor conflict between the two of you" Elrohir noted
"Aye" Understatement of the yen (Elven time period of approx 44 years)
"So what happened?" Elladan asked grinning
"She decided that an eternity with me was a decision that should not be made quickly, and decided to go and contemplate it"
"That does not sounds like the Laingalad I know" Elrohir noted
"Laingalad?" I questioned
"That's is the name she prefers. I see you are definitely not on amicable terms"
"No, I fear we are not. She just doesn't want to know, I tried to talk to her! She just doesn't listen. I even degraded myself to small talk, and she was still defensive about everything. I fear she will never give me a chance to know her, though I'm not sure I want to" I paused whilst the twins laughed
"Degraded yourself to small talk?" Elladan questioned, his yes full of mirth " Only you would come up with such a line!"
"ELLADAN! ELROHIR!" Erestor's vocal tone was at an alarming decibel. The twins looked at each other, perplexed.
"We haven't-"
"-Done anything!"
I quirked an eyebrow, apparently the did still finish each other's sentences
"Are you sure?" I smirked "you may have trashed your father's study for fun"
Two identical jaws dropped "have fun" I winked and strode off ignoring their splutters. I did however, turn and call out "Don't keep Erestor waiting!" before turning the corner.
The meeting with the two twins had perked my mood. They reminded me of my brothers; familiar, jovial, and insufferable.
I sat when I came to a familiar window seat, and stared out of the window, not really looking at the other two Merlin dancing lovingly around each other.
As I rested my head on the window frame I couldn't help overhearing for a second time that day.
"Aye, he really is an elf of great status, both intelligent and handsome"
"Who cares about intelligence? His perfect face and body is enough" the soft tones of two elleths travelled down the hallway
"Really Anawen! Someone might hear you!"
"I care not! He is a vision of perfection and I definitely need to voice this! I see not how an elleth can walk past him without fainting!"
"I can" was that matter of factly reply "I prefer the darksome duo that is Elladan and Elrohir! Imagine them both! At the same time!" High pitched giggles started pouring out of their mouths while I tried to banish some rather disturbing mental pictures.
"As delightful as that sounds I just know that Haldir is better then both of them put together!"
This elleth had sense "I can just imagine him, oh his hands!" there was a rather long sigh
"What about his hands?"
"Why, Vanien, his hands! What he can do with them!"
"What fight?" Was Vanien's reply
Anawen then whispered "NO! Imagine them on your body!"
I was inwardly cackling, tears of mirth finding their way down my cheeks
"Do not speak of this here!" Vanien squealed in between laughs "We will continue this discussion in my room"
"NO! That is on the other side of the houses; come let us sit at this bench. This part of Imladris is always deserted, anyway"
They sat on a bench, three down from me, a pillar blocking their view of me.
"Remember what Cerina said? His hands were brilliant! She had never felt like that before, and never has since!"
My mind strayed back to Cerina, she had been a beauty, and was also very flexible if I can remember correctly. Her hands and mouth movements were also tuned to a fine art. My lower regions stirred and I immediately had to send them a message to shut up.
"What Cerina says and what Cerina did are two different things all together!" Laughed Vanien "Haldir most probably has never heard of her, let alone bedded her!"
"I care not! He is the vision of elven perfection" It is a wonder I do not get a big head with conversations such as these going on! "And I intend to make him realise whether he is engaged to Lady" She said this mockingly "Aglarebwen or not!"
"Did I hear correctly?" Another more familiar voice cut through their conversation "Did I hear you talking negatively about one of my fathers-advisors-daughters?"
"No, no Lady Arwen" Vanien exclaimed quickly, clearly surprised
"Good. I believe your mothers were looking for you. Go find them and ease them of their troubles" She said this leaving no room for argument. She had received this talent from her Grandmother Galadriel
They murmured something before hurrying down the corridor, while Arwen continued walking, towards me.
"Haldir?" She asked when she eventually reached me "What are you doing here?"
"Sitting, waiting for those Elleths to stop talking"
"Why did you simply not leave?"
"They were talking about me, it would have embarrassed them to know that I had heard"
"Yet it would embarrass them to known that you have heard all or their sordid conversation"
"Yes, but I heard some very interesting information"
"And what pray tell was that?"
"The elleths of Imladris love me!" I proclaimed "All of them!"
"Other then the one that matters!" yet again she had hit the nail on the head
"Aye" I sighed, my jovial mood plummeted
"Haldir! Go and do what you love; horse riding. Hopefully it will clear your mind"
I nodded, why couldn't Aglarebwen be like Arwen? "Thank you Mellon nin"
I had known Arwen for quite some time due to her frequent visit to Lorien; I had found a good friend in her. She smiled reassuringly before taking a left towards the Hall of Fire.
I hurried on, now that I thought about it, I was in need of a ride, to free my sense, to forget about time, about my worries, which were weighing heavily on my mind.
I exited through a little used door, it was now dark, Earendil balanced protectively above. The gardens were sweet, the smell of roses assaulting my senses. It sent my mind back to the meeting with Aglarebwen, a rose had been in her hair, as red as blood. A prize, a trophy, very rare and yet; it had been left to fall apart.
Light flowed out of the stables, someone was in there, probably a stable hand so I continued onwards, only to see that last person I wished to lay eyes on; Aglarebwen, brushing down what could only be her horse.
Ignoring her I walked over to Aldarian
"Some one has fed my horse!" I muttered to myself, annoyed "He cannot be ridden!" Those stable hands must have fed him, though they know that I usually go riding in the evening.
"That would be I, it is your own fault. You neglected it. So I simply fed it in it's time of need" Neglecting? She had audacity to say that I had neglected my horse! Could She not see his shining coat, his muscled flanks, his well-brushed mane and tail?
I turned to around to see her methodically grooming her own horse in clear, precise strokes.
"I did not neglect him! He is usually given his feed once in the morning and again when we return from a journey. He cannot be ridden now!" Riding a horse when full leads to colic and then death.
"Well I did not know!" She turned and glared at me "I would offer you mine, but he too has been fed. Anyway he would collapse under you weight" Then he must truly be a weak horse for I am not heavy, my broad frame is due to my many muscles
"Aldarian" Is what I decided to say
"Pardon?" I had expected had to say 'what?' it seems manners may have made their way to her.
"His name is Aldarian" I rubbed his velvety nose affectionately.
"A very suiting name for such a horse" I quirked an eyebrow and started to brush down his mane and tail. It seems she is civil when it comes to horses.
"My father named him, and yours? His name I mean?"
"Celairclaur, and I expect that I shan't have to state the meaning to one such as yourself" brilliant splendour, yes I agreed with her, her horse was brilliant to behold, reminding me of Asfaloth, Lord Glorfindel's horse.
I smiled "That I do. But I will take a walk now, if I cannot ride" better to get away before she ruined the conversation. I began to change the water
"Do what you will, I could not care less" It was nice to see she felt for me. I nodded, I hadn't expected anymore from her, I turned to leave; though paused to say, "Thank you, by the way, for feeding him. Sleep well"
I was not annoyed with her now; we had had a somewhat civil situation. Earlier our emotions were high we had, had time to calm down.
"How queer you are" She muttered almost to herself
"I do not understand" This must be one of her oddities, speaking randomly
"First you berate me for feeding your horse and now you thank me"
I voiced my thoughts aloud "I may not agree with what you did, but it is a good deed none the less, and that is why I thank you. You noticed that Aldarian needed to be fed and so you fed him. You fulfilled your duty to nature"
"Duty?" She questioned "It is always about duty!"
"If a young elf had fallen and scrapped their knee would you not help them?" I inwardly waited for her to say no, just to spite me.
"Yes, I would. But that is not duty! Anyone would do such a thing"
Exactly! I mentally screamed sounding smug "because of duty! You have a duty to protect other people, even if you have not pledged it. It will still be there, within you," She could not argue with that!
"That is because we have morals!" She seemed determined to beat me!
"Morals and duties are obligations, therefore they are the same thing!" I never thought I would have such a conversation with her
"A moral is knowing what is right from wrong, a duty is something you simply have to do because you have been told" She fought a good argument . But I would beat her!
"And have you not been given morals? Told what they are?" I smirked, I had won!
"I thought you were leaving?" She retorted, and so I turned and walked out, making my way towards the Hall of Fire, rest and sweet music will have to do.
A/n, so it's nearly midnight and I'm being rushed to reply by Mo, Nicola and Nicole so yeah! Reviews!
W: Thankies very much!
Haldir's heart and soul: Yes, definitely feisty…
Dakota: Leave my mallet alone! How did you guess?
Sakerfalcon: It won't be like the story you mention, though I'm not really unanimously sure as we haven't actually read it! Any of us, though we have read some of Andariel's other stories!
Tigger-180: As I am playing Haldir as it were I'll wince for him!
Magz: Thank you, friend of Mo
Me: Yes I would have slapped him as well, though I'd probably be in a pool of mush o the ground I mean come on he's an elf!
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Minerua-destruction: We will leave you anticipating the next one!
PiXiE