A work in progress

by frufru the pixie an candyfloss

A stubborn father decides that enough is enough, his man hating daughter will marry and she will marry someone of a high stature. What will become of her and her would be betrothed Haldir?

18. Chapter 18

Work in Progress

Chapter Eighteen

POV: Haldir

By: PiXiE

I awoke happily, the familiar singing of the dawn chorus making me content. I easily got out of bed and wandered around in just my breeches, collecting a tunic before heading towards my bathing room. I had gone straight to bed after Aglarebwen has, had her childish dispute over beds and having to live in the same talan as me, what else did she expect?

After bathing I made myself a quick breakfast of dried fruit and bread before leaving my talan. After looking around I noticed Aglarebwen was not in the vicinity, where she was residing I knew not, but I hoped she had not been found by a Sylvan elf. There were many in Caras Galadhon and not all of them were as trustworthy as me.

Making my way to the forest floor, I decided to visit some of the patrols, to find out if anything significant has happened in my absence. I then planned on making a visit to Rumil to see how moving the various trunks to my talan had gone. They were currently sitting in front of my rather large bookshelves, restricting access and the flow of the room.

"Haldir?"

I turned in surprise to see Lady Galadriel standing before me a serene aura about her, a small smile gracing her lips "My Lady Galadriel" I greeted bowing

"You have arrived back then, how is Lady Laingalad?"

I paused, there was no point in lying to her, and she would know anyway and could give me some advice. "To be honest I do not know. I have not seen her since last night. She is very obstinate and our relationship is somewhat tenuous"

Galadriel's smile widened slightly much to my surprise "she refuses to stay in your talan because she wants to keep a vestige of the self respect she one had. In Imladris she could do what she wanted. Now that she is here she is dependant upon you, whenever she wants something she has to ask you where. Laingalad cannot simply walk off, the way of life is different here, until she has learnt to adjust, you will be here stabling force."

What she said did hold truth and wisdom, which wasn't really surprising as she had access to hundreds of minds all over Caras Galadhon. "I will keep that in mind"

Galadriel looked at me piercingly for a few moment "she reminds me of myself when I was in Valinor."

"Pardon?" I frowned in confusion

"Laingalad reminds of myself," she repeated slightly slower "although she is an only child, I had only brothers, and to an extent I was allowed to do as I pleased. I went to meeting where elleths were not permitted, fortunately my families name carried weight" I could not understand, nor comprehend why she was telling me this, fortunately this was noticed "What I am trying to impress upon you is the fact that she will mature, she will not have to cross the Helcaraxë like myself but I am sure that you can be just as hard" she laughed at my mortified expression "Go Haldir, think about what I have told you and then talk to her, attempt to make peace."

"But what if she continues to be so unforthcoming?" I questioned

"Be the sea Haldir"

Sometimes her ambiguity was frustrating and nonsensical, this was one of these times

"I am afraid I do not understand Hiril nin"

"The sea pounds against the earth, against the rock. To you Laingalad is currently an unyielding rock. The sea eventually erodes rock away"

I tried to reiterate what she had said, "So you think I should pound into her, and eventually she will be worn into submission?" I chocked on the realisation of what I had said. The connotations were many, and the innuendo, in front of the Lady of Light of all people. I averted my eyes to a nearby fountain, of two scantily clad nymphs, covered only by various leaves and flowers.

I twitched slightly rubbing the point of my shoe into the ground forming a slight hole "Yes Haldir, I suppose I was saying that, though I wouldn't suggest to much pounding…or thrusting" she smiled slightly before walking off. I, meanwhile, gaped after her blinking rapidly in shock. Hurrying over to the fountain I splashed my face in attempt to wake myself from the surreal situation.

The cold water was welcome, though it did not rid me of the shock. Small streams of water made their way down my face, as well as soaking my hair, I rested my head on the cool white stone.

"Now Haldir, this is certainly not normal behaviour, what has changed in the last two months?"

I turned and looked blearily at Rumil, who was leaning against a nearby tree, arms crossed and smirk plastered across his face. Wet hair framed his face, a towel thrown over his bare shoulders.

"What are you wearing? Or not wearing as it is?" I asked while standing up properly

"I was bathing Haldir. Not all of us are so fortunate, having a bathroom with running water"

I rolled my eyes "that still does not explain your lack of tunic. There are no elleths here to entertain, and you are certainly not impressing me"

I came to stand next to him awaiting his reply "and how do you know I have not been entertaining an elleth? Someone had to replace you and I was all to willing to oblige"

I laughed, "Rumil, you may be my brother but you will never replace me" I winked at him motioning that he should walk with me.

"So how is the lovely Aglarebwen?" he questioned

"I suppose you could say she is lovely, to anyone but me. She is so set on rejecting the match that she will not even contemplate me as a husband"

Rumil frowned "if she does not want to marry, why did she accept the offer?" his voice was full of thinly veiled suspicion

I sighed thinking how to form a reply "it appears that her parents agreed on her behalf, and that she now resents me for the very idea"

Rumil laughed hollowly "and I thought it was bad that she had accepted just for the position" he seemed incredulous at my frown "You are not simply in a marriage for convenience, you are in an arranged marriage!"

"No I am not," I snapped glaring at him

"Don't you see? They had agreed to the marriage before you were even asked. I hate to say it but the Lord and Lady have blackmailed you, luring you in with the promise of the March warden status"

"You are being ridiculous Rumil" was he jealous? There was no reason for his slander of our leaders.

"Listen to be Haldir! As soon as Randor said he wanted to leave they picked you and miraculously, they had a match waiting for you. You were, and still are a general-in-chief; surely you would have been informed earlier? There is something not quite right about this match. The ode of your marrying her is folly!" he was becoming quite irritated, his voice rising

Putting a hand on his shoulder to calm him I stared at him directly "While your cynicism is commendable Rumil, I believe that you have received a few too many blows to the head"

He scowled "Do not patronise me Haldir, I am a full grown elf, and I can make my own decisions without your attempts to cloud my eyes, heed my warnings that is all I ask."

I sighed "before you make fully fledged accusations I suggest you meet Aglarebwen first, I will arrange the time and day later, you can go and change" I looked at him pointedly

"Yes ada" he replied sarcastically "have fun with your new lady"

I rolled my eyes before making my way back to my talan; perhaps she would have had the decency to return, in one peace preferably.

Climbing the steps easily I pushed open the door to see Aglarebwen curled up in my favourite chair, her nose buried in a red leather bound book. Leaning against the doorframe I said "I see you've decided to grace me with your presence then" by way of greeting. I suppose this statement could seem quite snarky but she ignored this.

"Looks like it. You have an interesting collection of books."

I surveyed the room, I sensed something different from its normal meticulous state. "They were my parents, But where did your trunks go? They were here this morning, restricting access to the bookshelf, it appears that this is no longer a problem."

Still not looking up from her book she replied "in the bedroom" that was appropriate, my bedroom was somewhat Spartan compared to the rest of my home "they started to annoy me after a while" she then looked up at me "and has someone emptied a bucket of water on your head?" She sounded quite amused

"Pardon? Oh my hair…no one would dare empty a bucket of water over my head" I replied cockily "But I will go get a towel" I walked into my bathing room, went to the chest of draws in the corner of the room and pulled out the top draw to find various…things, that were not mine and certainly not towels. "Where have my towels gone?" I wondered aloud

From the main room came Aglarebwen's voice "They're in the second to bottom draw"

"Why exactly are they in the second to bottom draw?" I followed her directions "They are usually in the top draw" Taking out a towel I started to un-braid my hair

"Because there are more important things in the top draw" came her reply while I started to towel my hair dry.

"And what exactly gave you the right to move my towels?" I questioned suddenly feeling quite childish.

"How else do you expect me to fit my things in here?" she asked reasonably.

"Somehow I doubt that your mother packed you extra towels" I left the towel on the clothes horse before coming back into the main room "So would you please stop reading that book and tell me why you decided to move my towels around"

She closed the book with a snap "It's only towels, stop making a big fuss over them"

I glared at her before walking into my kitchen to pour myself a drink "and where exactly are my goblets?" I asked exasperated "because they're usually on the top shelf." I added

"In the cupboard"

"I'm currently looking in the cupboard" I replied through gritted teeth "yet I can see no goblets on the top shelf"

"Look down" came the calm reply

Suddenly angry I walked back to Aglarebwen, hauled her out of the chair before taking her into the kitchen "What new childish notion has set upon you this time? Why move my goblets from a perfectly good shelf for no reason? Shall I walk into my bedroom and find my bed on the ceiling, just for your enjoyment?" sarcasm thickly coated my voice.

"Get off me. First of all, not everyone is as tall as you, and how can I pick up a bed and hang it from the ceiling?" could she not see I am embellishing? "I'm just making myself at home, after all you said this is as much my talan now, as it is yours."

I took long steadying breaths "Yes this is your talan as well as mine, I'm glad you finally decided that I was correct" I conceded "However, there is no need to move everything around." I looked around the kitchen finding more and more changes "Why are the pans on the opposite side of the room? At precisely the same height? And my plates! There was an order to this room before you decided to…to…move everything. The pans were near the larder so that you do not have to move far between them. The plates were nearest the table, as that is where one sits when they eat."

"Yes, your type of order, but seeing as you keep reminding me that I have to cook I decided I like it this was around, rather then the way you had it," a way that had taken centuries to perfect.

"And what else has moved exactly? Just so I don't get lost in my own home," I replied sarcastically

She rolled her eyes "a lot of things, so you can go explore and I'll get back to my reading" the cheek of this elleth! I followed her as she left the room.

"Oh no. I'm not going to waste my time doing that, we, or more precisely you are going to put everything back where it used to be, if I do not like where you have put it. Starting with my towels. They were in the top draw so that I didn't have to bend to get one out after I'd had a bath"

"I'm not doing it," she declared, "if you don't like it then you go put it all back"

"I was not the one that moved all my belongings in the first place. I am a tidy elf, Aglarebwen, there is a system to everything in this talan, you have disorganised this system and you will, therefore fix this problem."

"That is not my name for the last time, and there still is a system, so if you don't like it I suggest you go and fix the 'problem' yourself because I am not moving anything."

"Yes you will" I interjected strongly

"Or else what? You can't make me do anything!"

"This is my home," I declared angrily, only to regret it immediately

"And it is not mine?" she questioned quietly "Very well Haldir, I can tell when I am not wanted."

With a flurry of petticoats she vacated the talan leaving me to fall into the chair she has been sitting in just a few minutes earlier. Dropping my head into my hands exasperated I wondered how life had become so complicated.

* * *

Two hours has past before I decided to go and look for Aglarebwen. I had already prepared a cot for her to sleep in. It was in the bedroom; for there was simply nowhere else it could go. The main room was occasionally subjected to various soldiers and messengers arriving, which would wake her as well as raise questions as to the suitability of our match. Also, a cot in the bedroom would not get in the way as much.

It took nearly an hour for me to find her, in a secluded garden, she was sitting on a stone bench, in front of a curtain of ivy, which had attached it self to the pavilion she was sitting in, providing a dramatic back drop.

I stood silently simply watching her, an air of gloom encompassing her in a thick and heavy smog. "Are you well?" I implored quietly

Her eyes focussed in a glare on me "What do you think?"

"I apologise for what I said earlier. It was callous and immature, I was acting like a petulant child and for that I am sorry" I evoked

Aglarebwen's visage changed slowly, her stiff countenance visibly relaxing "Do you still want me to move everything?" she enquired slowly

"No…" I decided to be honest with her "This is just as new for me as it is for you. Your moving my things around seals the proverbial deal in a way. Both our lives will be changed irrevocably and having my things moved around culminated in my anger. The talan is both of outs now, I will respect that fact." I finished looking at her beseechingly.

"Good because I wasn't prepared to move anything back"

I laughed; her spirit was returning, "I don't suppose you were. Shall we leave and go back to our talan now?"

"It's alright. I'll stay here" she replied turning her gaze away from me.

I frowned, she has seemed…pleased with me just moments before. "But I've prepared a cot for you. Besides, it is going to rain, look clouds have started forming in the east."

I nodded upwards into the night sky. Aglarebwen, however, didn't bother looking, "I'll go hid under a tree, what is a bit of rain" she replied ambivalently

"It is not simply 'a bit' of rain, those clouds are very low and very heavy, you will be soaked through in seconds." I explained patiently, I did not want to be caught in the rain.

"Weather to match the mood" she muttered to herself before sighing "I don't mind, you can go if you want"

"No, I'll stay with you" I persevered, I needed to show her that I cared "If you are going to get wet, I'll get wet as well"

"Stop being stubborn and go, you've had a week of me, aren't you tired yet?"

I frowned at this statement; did she think I thought of her as an utter nuisance? "Both of us are stubborn, so one would not want to be a hypocrite would they? And I am not tired of you, though I would like to sleep" I added as an after thought.

"Well take yourself home and sleep them, if you sit here you're just going to get more tired."

I tucked a stray strand of her behind her ear "but I will not sleep if know you are out here"

She bit her lip before replying "I want to go home Haldir" she pulled down my hand.

I sighed and looked directly into her eyes "I really wish you could, but…" I trailed off, not knowing how to form words of comfort.

"But what?" she demanded pleadingly.

"Laingalad, you know that you can't go home, at least…not now." I tried explaining

"But…" her voice held hope "Oh never mind" she admonished herself.

I took her hand into my lap "What's wrong?" You seemed to like Lothlorien just yesterday…and now…what has changed?" I asked

She pulled her small hand out of mine "Nothing" she replied all too quickly.

"Laingalad, although I angered you, I can see that you have forgiven me for it, at least partly. But this…aura of melancholy, what had induced it?"

She wrenched her eyes from my beseeching gaze "It is nothing. Didn't you say you wanted to go and get some rest?" she asked digressing from what I had asked.

I decided not to pursue whatever it was that was bothering her the rain clouds were getting nearer. "Yes" I stood offering my hand "Are you ready to go?"

"Most definitely" She took my proffered hand, standing up.

"Well my lady, your talan awaits" I winked at her to earn a week smile in return. With a squeeze of her hand we started to return to our talan.

Just before we arrived, at the appropriate tree, still hand-in-hand I started to pout, by the time we entered our talan we were soaked through.

Smiling at Laingalad I collected a towel and put it around her shoulders before drying her hair slightly. She frowned at me slightly to which I smiled reassuringly "You probably want to change." Nodding she made her way into the bedroom.

I took my tunic off and changed my leggings in the bathing room before moving into the kitchen where I prepared a simple meal before knocking hesitantly on my…no our bedroom door. "Come in" Laingalad called.

I entered to find her standing in her nightgown, the moons light casting a glow around her. A slight blush stained her cheeks causing me to avert my gaze. "I don't believe you have eaten anything today, so I prepared you dinner"

"Thank you." she smiled taking the plate from me and sitting on the cot.

* * *

Throwing back the covers I quietly crept out of my room, sparing a glance at Laingalad who was sleeping soundly, one arm tucked under her head, the other clutched to her chest, just under her chin.

Entering my kitchen I started to prepare breakfast, starting the fire and cutting some crusty bread. As I made my way around the larder I noticed that it needed to be restocked, I would do so while I took Laingalad on a tour of Caras Galadhon.

Putting a pan over the heat I cracked two eggs before going to butter the bread. While waiting for the eggs to finish cooking I made a mental list of what needed to be bought.

After everything was ready I took out some plates (from their new positions) and served up. Going back into the bedroom I crouched beside Laingalad who was still sleeping her eyes unfocused staring straight ahead "Laingalad?" I said softly.

Eyes coming into focus blearily she stared at me "Good morning" I greeted

She yawned, "That depends, is that eggs I smell?"

"Aye. So you should get out of bed before it goes cold" I smiled before leaving the room and setting the table.

A few minutes later Laingalad emerged, her hair slightly mussed, a rove wrapped around her. I motioned for her to sit and she did so in silence before starting to eat the food with vigour.

"Do you always do that?" she asked after finishing eating

"Do what?" I asked eyebrows raised.

"Walk around without a tunic?" she replied blushing slightly.

"Well yes, I've never really thought about it" I admitted.

"Well could you think about it tomorrow?" she asked red still staining her cheeks.

I laughed, "Why would I want to do that?" I replied leaning back in my chair.

She glared at me exasperated "I don't walk around topless!" she exclaimed

I had to laugh heartily at that "I don't think you want me to reply to that. Now today I am going to take you on a tour of Caras Galadhon."

Laingalad nodded "I am going to have a bath" she declared getting up, leaving me to wash the plates.

* * *

"And this is the north-western contingents stables, there are at least one hundred horses here at any one time" I had already taken her to the marker, the library and a variety of other places. I was showing her the stables, as this was one of my usual retreats.

"Really? That is a large number"

I nodded "we have a large number of elves in the army"

"Is your horse stabled here?" She asked looking around happily, patting the neck of a nearby horse.

"Aye, Aldarian's stall is over there, it is empty currently, he was put out to pasture earlier."

"I see" she replied, her voice trailing off

"Ahh! The Valar has blessed me again this morn, for once again I see the divine sight that is you my lady." I stared in shock as an elf took Laingalad's hand and kissed it.

Laingalad recoiled at the touch, coming to cling at my sleeve. I raised an eyebrow, and seeing that Laingalad obviously wanted comfort I put an arm around her. "Helethel, how…nice to see you, though I can see you have met my betrothed already." The sylvan elf stopped short slightly as Laingalad smiled brightly resting her head on my chest. I was struck with the thought that a loving Laingalad was not all that bad.

"I did not realise you knew Haldir" Helethel said stiltedly.

I kissed Laingalad fondly on the forehead "evidently"

"Well it was nice meeting you, but I have some…things to be doing…yes things…" he practically scurried off, much to my amusement.

Laingalad pulled away from me leaving a vague sense of loss "Do you always scare people off like that?" she asked obvious relief spreading across her features.

"No I don't only those that hurt those I care about get that treatment. So how does he know you? And what, exactly, are you afraid of him?" I asked wondering why I had been forced to act as if I were in love with her.

"Who said I was scared of him?" she demanded "and I…met him this morning." She ended lamely.

I would have thought she would have learnt to lie believably after being friends with Elladan and Elrohir. I reached out and tipped her chin up towards me so that I could look directly into her eyes. "And how pray tell did you do that? As I recall, I woke you up this morning, made you breakfast and ate with you. Since then we have toured the city, so there is no possible way you could have spoken to him today, this furthering my point that you are scared of him." And are lying to me "As soon as he arrived you visibly stiffened and held onto me, now will you please tell me what he has done to make you feel this way" our faces were just inches apart.

Laingalad turned away from me "It must have slipped my mind, most likely I met him yesterday then, can we go somewhere else?" she asked, yet again coming up with a blatant lie.

I sighed loudly before sitting on a nearby bale of hay. "We are not going somewhere else until you decided to tell me what is upsetting you" I said softly, though my voice held an obvious command.

She shook her head "No, I'd rather go somewhere else and then tell you" she replied

"What? Somewhere away from Helethel?" I asked slyly.

"No, somewhere not so public" she persisted

"If you wish" I stood and took her hand "I will take you to a nearby garden"

"Thank you"

A few minutes later we were sitting on a bench in a garden, brightly coloured flowers all around. "Well?" I pursued.

She pulled a face admitting, "This is embarrassing"

"If you tell me, I promise to tell you about the time I entered the bathing springs at the wrong time" I petitioned smiling.

She laughed "A bit late, Orophin has already told me, I don't want to tell you now" she added.

"Ahh, I should have known better then to let you meet my brothers, now" I paused in thought "I will think up something else that is completely embarrassing, for your enjoyment, while you tell me what is wrong."

She stood up shaking her head, plucking a nearby flower from its stem "It is nothing, just me being a bit stupid about things."

I let out a long stream of air "How am I supposed to help you if you won't tell me what the problem is"

She sat back down next to me "By letting me help myself?" she offered weakly.

I out an arm around her in comfort, pulling her to me "as much as you'd like me to do that I cannot. Leaving you to face all your demons on your own wouldn't be good for your state of mind. And as I'm the resident demon/ orc slayer I must offer my services."

She laughed at this "So you do have a sense of humour, very well…hmmm…how should I put this…?" I could feel her move against my chest slightly "Let's just say people here are a bit…different from those in Imladris. And he was well…like Orophin, only…a bit bolder?" she offered. Her explanation surprised me slightly.

"Ahh…I see you have met a Sylvan elf in his prime. Is that why you were sad last night? I must admit that I has not intended for you to meet a Sylvan elf in full swing, so to speak, for some time and, unfortunately, Helethel is one of the worst." I admitted. I had only met him a few times while with Orophin, who doesn't like him either; apparently he is far to forward.

"Pretty much, I told you it was a stupid reason"

"No, it is not a stupid reason, it can be quite intimidating, and when Sylvan elleths decide they want you" I shuddered theatrically" there's no escape."

Laingalad smiled "I do believe you were showing me your glorious city. Shall we continue?"

"Of course" I replied happy that she had decided to confide in me.

* * *

We were in my favourite garden, sitting in the grass leaning against a Mallorn. Laingalad has been in awe of the small, yet nonetheless striking water fall that appeared seemingly out of no where forming in a deep pool, framed by long lush grass.

"Return the cot Haldir, I'd rather sleep in a tree again, or no the floor, it is extremely uncomfortable"

I laughed in both surprise and at the sheer conviction in her voice "Now you did bring that up abruptly, but you are quite welcome to sleep in the bed if you do not want to sleep in the cot" I replied astutely.

"No, that means sleeping next to you" she explained much to my amusement.

I glanced at her laughter playing in me eyes "Oh you over compliment me! I happen to know that that cot is quite comfortable, for I have slept in it before."

"Comfortable for you, but not for me" she replied, sliding down to rest her head on my lap.

"And that is why you fell asleep straight away last night" I replied sardonically.

"I was tired," she explained easily.

"Because you slept in a tree"

"Which didn't really help, because right now I really want to sleep"

I couldn't help but continue to pursue a win in the argument. "If you're so tired, you will fall asleep straight away in the cot"

"But for how long?" she questioned, "Last night was the worst night sleep I've has since the first day out of Imladris"

"Are you suggesting that my cot is harder and lumpier then the ground?" I questioned incredulously

"How long have you had the cot?" she intoned

I paused in thought "a few hundred years perhaps"

"And when did you last sleep on it?" she quirked a brow grinning up at me.

"About 20 years ago."

"Well then you should try it now. It feels like it's been around for a lot longer then you claim."

I grinned "alright, fine" I would let her believe she had won this spar "I will let you sleep in my bed while I sleep in the cot. What is a month anyway? I have to be at the borders in just over a week, that's only 6 weeks on sleeping in the cot, I will be fine, and I not complain. Now shall we go back home, so that I can sleep in my comfortable cot?"

Laingalad gave me a long-suffering look. "You do realise it is only just the start of the evening? And what do you mean you're going to the borders in over a week?" she added in after thought, quite surprised.

I answered the first question "I thought you were tired, and in case you haven't noticed it's sunset. And yes, I am going to the borders in just over a week, it is my job after all." I smirked at her too which she rolled her eyes at.

"How long are you out there for?" she asked hesitantly.

"At the maximum twelve days, though hopefully only nine, three days with each troop, I need to assess how each of them are doing and assign a new general-in-chief to replace me"

"As exciting as that sounds I think we should go and sleep" Laingalad decided starting to stand and brush herself down.

"Remind me to give you a full report when I return" I replied sardonically standing up myself.

As we strolled out of the garden a familiar voice resounded in my head 'I told you so' ringing laughter then followed, inwardly I replied 'I never said you were wrong'

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Helcaraxë: Quenyan: 'ice-fangs' Straight in the North of Arda in the first age between Araman and Middle Earth. Helcaraxë was filled with the grinding ice, ice flows that could only be crossed on by foot, with great danger. Galadriel, her family and quite a few elves from Valinor travelled to Middle Earth this way as they lost their boats (in the simplified form)

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Hi, Mo aka Candy here for a change. And reason for the tardiness off this chapter is well Mad's was not motivated to write, so this is this weeks chapter and next update will be next Sunday :) Well Interesting chapter with loads of bonding time, though one question for you all to ponder on, how long do you think it's going to last? Also as I am reviewing this chapter I take it's quite obvious me and Mad's swapped roles for this week, so if my betering suck please don't kill me! Well now to reviews :)

Dakota: Lain is not being mean to Haldir, think about it, how would you feel Nicky? well I know you will have liked this chapter, she's not so horrid in this one :)

Chibi: lol Well it's happening in more then a month so we'll see how she deals with it. And yes I thought that as well poor Haldir no sleep, but well I'm writing her character and I considered her offering to keep watch for a night but decided against it.

Littlesaiyangirl: Well it rained now!! and well looks like she has been able to tell him some things, but not all. And about him understanding or not, or even listening you can ask mads, or else you can decide for yourself upon this chapter. I think he does, though it doesn't seem to me like he understands much, Then again it might because I know future plots :)

Haldir's heart and soul: huh? sorry I haven't a clue what you are on about bar your name thing. You can so tell I'm really bad at this. Anyway thanks for reviewing and plz continue.

Ashley: heheh I'm glad you like our female protagonist, we decided that there were way too many stories in which the girls gives in way to fast. Which I think was why we came up with this plot. Thanks for reviewing, :)

Tigger: lol yes a very interesting way to meet the lady. Do you like how we have portrayed her? I like our version (mad's version) of the Lady of light.

Sella: No matter how many times I hear that., I'm never bored of it. I'm glad you've enjoyed reading our story so far, Hope that you continue, and thanks for reviewing :)