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Sorry about the rant, but that's so against the nature of Haldir's girl. (now wife) that I couldn't help myself!
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And yes, if you think about it, Eowyn and Boromir are carbon copies of each other and would naturally ram heads ever now and then.
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Chapter 17. Of the Lady Of Gondor
Emily's POV
I suppose that every girl imagines the perfect wedding for herself. You know the usual thing, a white dress, a handsome groom, violins and dozens and dozens of deep red roses. It's not a bad thing at all, in fact I had always meant to have one like that for myself, but that's not how it turned out.
What's that? Oh, why did we get married right away? Well let me put it this way, we were in the face of the greatest war men, elves, and all free folk had ever known and we wanted to be together as man and wife for as long as we could. You know, just in case neither of us lived till the end of the war itself.
Besides this is standard wartime behavior, think of all the young men and women who married on the spur of the moment during War World 1 and 2. They knew the chances of ever seeing each other again were slim and they wanted to make the most of it.
And that is exactly why Boromir and I decided to marry before we even set off for Helm's Deep. Well, okay maybe that's not the whole reason, I was going to wait, but Theoden found out and he insisted on marrying us immediately. Sounds crazy doesn't it?
I think it had something to do with having just buried his son that he wanted to block the memory with something really cheerful. It's my fault I suppose, while Boromir and Eowyn were nearly coming to blows, I was with the King. I still can't remember how it happened, but I was helping him pack his bags.
Yes, I was helping Theoden pack his bags for the journey, life is weird that way.
" …and then we realized that the Fellowship was the Fellowship and we did all we could to help them on their way." I said trying to fill him in on our involvement. He was listening with shock and interrupted every few seconds with another question.
"But did not your parents mistrust the Fellowship? How could any parent wish their pure daughters to band together with a group of men unguarded.?" he asked as he handed me another shirt.
"Well, you see our parents don't know of it. I am considered old enough in our land to make my own choices and my sister goes with me on my wish. And you gravely misjudge the men of the Fellowship if you think we were ever in any moral harm. They are all men of great integrity."
He shook his kingly head in disbelief and said "I cannot say much for your judgment my Lady, I would never allow such behavior from my family. Look at Eowyn, what a faithful and loyal niece she is….even when I was weak."
"We all make mistakes Sire, but to dwell upon them is to bind ourselves with that same hampering chain. You are free now and your people look to you for their leadership, make Eowyn proud of you."
I folded the last piece of clothing and tied the pack shut. Gamling came into the room and carried all the packages out to the waiting horses. Theoden offered me his arm and we walked out toward the main room where everyone else was waiting. Everything would have been fine if the sun hadn't thrown itself against my ring and cast the light into Theoden's eyes.
"Arhg! What is that? Some elvish charm?" he asked shielding his eyes as I hastily moved my hand. Theoden was sure I was covered in Elvish charms (as he called it) because I dressed like one and wasn't afraid of the Marchwarden.
"No it's my …er…betrothal ring. I am sorry about that are you okay?" I asked. I was seized in his arms and squeezed as he joyfully asked "Truly? Are you truly to be married? What a wonderful thing to happen this day! Who is the noble man?"
I was a bit taken aback by this bizarre response but answered dutifully "Lord Boromir of Gondor, of course."
His eyes widened and said "Why yes, of course! I am sure I have no idea why I never noticed before. What a splendid couple you will make! Come we will have the ceremony before we leave."
And the next thing I knew I was being drugged off down the hall behind the suddenly ..erm…crazy? King.
And for some reason I let him! All the while the words to that credulous song were running through my head.
"Going' to the chapel and I'm goin' get married! Goin' to the chapel, and I'm gonna get married!"
We burst into the main room where Barbie, and Eowyn were looking after Aragorn's retreating figure, while Boromir walked with him and seemed to be arguing some point of importance.
"Eowyn my dear come and hear the good news. This fair damsel, and the noble Lord Boromir are betrothed, and they have agreed to wed before we leave the Golden hall behind us. Come and help her to prepare!"
Was it just me, or did Eowyn look really sorry for me? But she came over and I was passed from uncle to niece and called "Barbie! Come on I need you right now!"
She hurried after me and said "What are you doing! You can't get married! You just got engaged for Pete's sake!"
"Barb, look I have nothing to do with this, now I need you to help me with this, because I have a feeling Eowyn isn't in the mood, okay?"
She gave a snort and said "I should say not, you should have heard what you lovely fiancé said about Theoden right to her face."
"Look, I frankly don't care what he said as long as he wasn't confessing his love for her. I need you to help me to stop this madness1 I just want someone to be normal for a change!" To my utter disgust I burst into tears and soon found Eowyn's arms around me.
"There, there my Lady don't weep so. If you don't wish to marry that dreadful man no one will make you. I know my uncle is a bit hasty sometimes, but I won't allow him to force you into a marriage against your will."
The idea and switch of moods was so abrupt that I began to laugh, it started as a little tickle and suddenly exploded into full blown laughter! I collapsed to the floor and soon the other two girls joined me as the hilarity of the situation hit them.
"…you don't ..hahahah….have to marry that dreadful man!.…hahahhehehe!" mimicked Barbie as she leaned on the shield maiden in an insincere effort to control her laughter.
"I can't tell you the look on your face when my uncle announced your marriage! You looked like a frightened rabbit! Oh…..hahahahahah….I am sorry my Lady….teeheehee….it really isn't that funny! But I can't stop laughing for the life of me!" wheezed Eowyn.
We sat there in the middle of the hallway laughing and totally forgot the time until at the sound of a polite cough we all looked up and found we had an audience of amused men….and elves…..oh yeah, and a dwarf (Sorry Gimli!)
Theoden, Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas, Gimli and Haldir stood there looking for all the world like a comedy troupe that had escaped from a local Renaissances fair. (That or a Monty Python movie.)
I held out my hand to Boromir and he pulled me to my feet, Aragorn did the same for Eowyn (who blushed) and Legolas and Gimli were too busy fighting to help Barbie who was assisted by an obliging Marchwarden. I turned to Boromir and he clasped me to him and whispered in my ear.
"Is what I hear true? Are we supposed to be getting married now?"
"Not unless you want to wait till the end of the war, and God knows when that will be!" I whispered back. I brushed away the thin red-blond bangs out of his warm brown eyes and said "If you don't mind I would rather do it now then later."
He gave me a squeeze and set me down. Turning to Theoden he said "Sire, if you please, we would like to wed now. Aragorn if I could speak to you outside?"
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Barbie POV
I was glad I would get a chance to speak to Boromir, because after switching gears quickly, I realized I had to have some sort of surprise or gift for Emily. So I must needs consort with the Bridegroom ( capitals intended as a sign for respect.) And Emily had always been big on ceremony so…
"Hey, Boromir!' I said, and he jumped, turning around sharply.
"What are you doing here Barbara?' he asked exasperatedly "I was trying to ask Aragorn to perform the wedding ceremony. Can't you ever wait till someone is done speaking?"
"Didn't hear ya speaking." I said nonchalantly "But you have to listen to me, Emily would really, really like this I know."
"What is that?" he asked interestedly.
"See, I know that you guys have to do this in a hurry and all that. But I thought it would be nice if maybe we could have the maid of honor and the best man as witnesses." I said hurriedly "Just to add a touch of class to an otherwise McDonald style wedding, one to go, and it'll be gone in a hurry."
"What do you mean, a maid of honor and a best man as witnesses?" Boromir asked "You will all be watching the wedding anyway."
" The best man is the groom's best friend, silly, and if he doesn't have any friends, an old high school acquaintance dressed in a Zoot suit and a teal tie." I explained "But I don't have any time to go into that now, so you'll have to trust me on this one. And the maid of honor is the bride's best friend, or her sister if they're on civil terms, so I get to be the maid this time."
"And you think Emily would like this?"
"Definitely." I assured him, hopping on one foot in impatience.
"Who will be the best man though? Aragorn is performing the ceremony, and I don't cherish the thought of Legolas or Gimli arguing through the entire thing. So who could do it?" Boromir asked.
That was one thing about him that really drove me crazy, he always had to have everything figured out beforehand. If it had been an old high school acquaintance, Boromir would probably have called ahead just to make sure he had the teal tie. And if it were blue…?
"Haldir." I said, suddenly inspired.
"Haldir? Who's that?" Boromir asked, raising one quizzical eyebrow. That I also found odd, but I decided that I would just have to get used to him. I mean, we were going to be brother and sister-in-law.
"Y'know, Haldir, him, the Marchwarden, the stuck-up one that barely let us into Lothlorien? He's the one that's leaving soon, something about news from Lothlorien? Otherwise called as the Elf of All-Knowedness and Dwarvish Prejudices?" I said, figuring this would clue him in. It did.
"Ah, you mean…why him?" Boromir glanced over to where the blond Marchwarden was speaking with his soldiers.
"Yeah, him. Em's real good friends with him, believe it or not. I'm not sure how it happened, but he actually likes her, so he'd be a good choice."
At Boromir's look, I added hastily " I mean, he likes her, but definitely not in that way, at all. In factwell, I'll tell you about that later, but can I go ask him, please?"
"Very well." he sighed, and turned away. Yippy, I thought, and ran over to him. He turned around before I said anything, which was one of his "Weird Tricks Intended To Freak Out People Whom I Do Not Like."
"Hey, Haldir." I said. He put up one hand, preventing me from going on.
"Hello, Haldir, how are you, Haldir, greetings, Haldir. Not "hey" Haldir." he said firmly.
"Whatever." I said impatiently " Look, I have to ask you something really important. Could you please be the best man at Emily's wedding?"
"What?" he asked suspiciously "If this is some sort of a trick to get your hands on Socratesyes, I have seen you looking at him
"It's nothing like that silly. E-m-i-l-y is getting m-a-r-r-i-ed to B-o-r-o-m-i-r! And they want you to participate in the c-e-r-e-m-o-n-y!"
"Would you stop s-p-e-l-l-i-n-g e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g? Emily's gettingnow?" he asked in surprise.
"That's why you have to hurry, posthaste!" I urged.
"Are you sure that's how you're supposed to use that word?"
"Would you hurry it up p-loh, sorry. But you have to come now!" I said, and added in disgust as he finally began to move "And they say women take a long time to go anywhere! Gosh!"
But he was not done stalling yet. We had gone abut two feet, when he halted.
"Wait. I can't possibly be the best man!" he said.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm an elf!"
"Ow!" I groaned, clutching at my stomach "That was really, really low. Anyway, I'm glad to see you have a sense of humor."
I straightened up. "Besides, all you have to do, is stand behind the groom, and look serious, and impressive. But not too impressive, because you're not supposed to outshine the groom."
"It's that why they put the groom in really boring outfits? So he doesn't outshine the bride?" Haldir said, face stoic, but eyes twinkling just a bit.
"If that is supposed to be an insult about Emily, I'm really going to kill you. I can't right now, because we have to H-U-R-R-Y!"
Fortunately we managed to get inside the Golden Hall, and I gave Haldir another briefing on what he was to do. Of course, he just looked bored, as if he knew what to do already, but I made him suffer through it. Then I hurried to see the future bride.
Emily? A bride? Weird.
"Oh darn!" she said, as she tried to make herself presentable.
I surveyed her. Instead of the pure white dress I had always imagined her in, her long dark hair covered in a filmy, beaded veil, a bouquet of fresh flowers in her handswell, there she was.
In an aquamarine elven dress, hair barely brushing her shoulder, a mismatching green cloak hung from her shoulders, she just looked plain travel worn. Wow, this could start up a new fad in wedding dresses, the "Elven Ranger Look."
"You look…fine." I said, trying to be encouraging.
"Is it really that bad?" she asked anxiously, teasing at her hair, pinning some of it up to see how it would look. Finally she just let it fall back down, looking frustrated.
"This just isn't working!" she said, and turned to me, grabbing my hands.
"Oh gosh Barb, I'm going to be married in ten minutes and I look like a wreck and I don't know how the weddings around here go. Do you kiss afterwards, what sort of vows, my dad isn't walking me down the aisle, a ranger is marrying us, and my hair looks just like my fiancées and"
I grabbed her by the shoulders.
"Look, Em, you love this guy, right?"
"Yes, but
"And he loves you. So he'll love you no matter what you look like, and don't think of Aragorn as a ranger, think of him as…a future king. There, isn't that cool, being married by a future king? I mean, not every girl has been married by aI was talking really fast, because I was afraid I'd cry if I didn't.
"Ok, Barb, slow down. I feel fine. I was just...nervous." Em said. She looked in the mirror again, and slumped over the dressing table which she was seated in front of.
"Excuse me?" a polite voice interrupted our joint angst fest, and we turned around to see one of the elleths standing the door of the room. She was still in full armor, bur when she removed her helmet, a thick, wheat blond braid swung way past her shoulders. She bowed slightly ( think, movie style Haldir bow when they show up at Helms Deep), and said.
"I heard that you"she nodded towards Emilyare to be married shortly. I wish you much joy, and came to see if perhaps I could offer my assistance. I have a certain talent of arranging hair if you would like me to."
"Certainly." Emily said, looking rather nonplussed "And you are…?"
"Araelle, of the Galadhrim my lady." she said, and stepped forward, and then looked around for somewhere to set her helmet.
"I'll take that for you." I offered, I liked this girl, sure she was serious, but she looked like she was really nice, she had nice grey eyes.
"Thank you." she said, smiling, and stepped up behind Emily, already beginning to form plans in her head, I could see.
"Now, what do you want me to do first?" she asked Emily politely. Emily laughed a little hopelessly, shaking her head.
"Anything you can do with my wretchedly short hair." she said "Anything that looks…bridal, if you think you can manage it."
"You shouldn't call it wretched." Araelle said reprovingly, already picking up a comb, and running it through Em's hair. "It really is quite beautiful, even though it is rather…
"Unbeautiful?" Em asked, yet she was beginning to look a little more cheerful.
"No, my lady, I was about to say…well, I just could not understand why you should cut such lovely hair." Araelle was good, she managed to make this a compliment.
"I didn't, Legolas did." Emily said, frowning a little. Araelle stopped a moment in the midst of twisting up a tiny braid to meet in the back with another.
"My lady?" she said, making it sound like a question.
"Actually he had to, save me from an orc, but that's a totally different story." Emily said.
"Well, I suppose that makes it different." Araelle said, continuing to braid and twist and fuss "But I know I would hate to lose my hair, poor dear."
You may be wondering at my strange silence. Well, deal with it, I was thinking about something really important, which I'll reveal in the next few moments.
"Legolas..."I muttered, and then told Emily and Araelle " Guys, I'd love to stick around, but I really have to run right now."
I skidded out the door, and looked around. Ah, there he was, with his knee-high companion ( not exactly) Gimli, and they were….
Five thousand dollars to anyone who can finish this question! Quick!
That's right, they were arguing, very good my pretties, here's your five thousand, in Monopoly money.
"The point is this, it is impossible to kill an elf unless you stab him somewhere vital, like the neck or the stomach, so your grandfather's story about bewitching that wood elf and thenI interrupted, tugging on his sleeve lightly.
"Legolas." I said "I was thinking about this for awhileactually for the past five minutes, and I would like to speak with you, preferably alone."
"Alright." he said, eyeing me curiously, and called back to Gimli "This does not mean I'm giving up this argument so you can just wait there and try to think up more implausible reasons until I get back!"
I pulled him into a quiet corner, where no curious passersby could eavesdrop.
"What is it?' he asked. I felt kinda nervous, but I knew I needed to do this.
"Legolas, I already told you I've thought about this, and so…this is yours."
I held out his necklace, opal ring twinkling at the end. It seemed to me, that as I gave it to him, that it shined a little brighter, approvingly, and he himself glowed a little more strongly. I felt a twinge, but I smiled up at him, as well as I could through slightly blurry eyes anyway.
"Thanks Prince Charming." I said awkwardly "I wouldn't have made it without you and…I'll not forget it, ever."
He didn't say anything at first, that gentle smile lighting his face.
"Thank you." he said, and I nodded, because I didn't trust myself to speak, not then anyway.
"Barbara! Legolas! Hurry or you'll be late for the wedding!" For once I was grateful for Gimli's tactless ways, it provided an easy getaway.
Eowyn was motioning for me to come over behind a pillar and there I found Emily, the elfeth Araelle, and King Theoden. He was going to play the part of Emily's dad for the wedding, though I didn't quite approve of that somehow. I looked Emily over and saw that the elf had worked some magic with the little amount of hair she had. A crown of braids wound around her head and thin wispy bangs framed her face. Wow, I have no idea of what she did, but she actually managed to make Em look really …pretty.
"How do I look?" she asked nervously. She had shed the green cloak and stood in the elven dress alone.
"Beautiful of course!" Theoden answered.
"Why do you get to interrupt just because you're a king?" I said hands on my hips.
"For that reason, I am a King." was his obliging answer. Rolling my eyes I went to Emily and hugged her for the last time as my sister. Sob.
"Good Luck Em, you have no idea the way fan girls will hate you."
"I think I can handle it, thanks Barb."
I went back out to where the guys were standing in a rough little group, this would never do.
"Look, you guys you can't just stand around like you're standing around a pop machine! Aragorn, you have to stand over here, Boromir you're right beside him and Haldir you stand behind Boromir, because your not as important."
I positioned them where I wanted them, and saw Haldir and Boromir giving each other that look again. Boys!
I went and stood with Legolas, Gimli and Araelle. Someone gave the signal (who was that anyway?) and Theoden lead Emily out with Eowyn as a bridesmaid. They came up to Aragorn and Theoden stood between Emily and Boromir while Aragorn went through the rigmarole of asking who will give this bride blah, blah, blah. I don't see why I couldn't give her away, I'm the only one who has a flesh and blood tie with her!
"With whom do you come, and whose blessings accompany you?" Aragorn asked Emily.
"She comes with me, her father, and is accompanied by all of her family's blessings." answered Theoden, I saw a few tears in Emily's eyes at this though. I know she was thinking about our real family.
Aragorn went on, "Please join hands with your betrothed and listen to that which I am about to say. Above you are the stars, below you are the stones, as time doth pass, remember... Like a stone should your love be firm, like a star should your love be constant. Let the power of love and of honor guide you in your marriage, let the strength of your wills bind you together, let the power of love and desire make you happy, and the strength of your dedication make you inseparable. Be close, but not too close. Possess one another, yet be understanding. Have patience with one another, for storms will come, but they will pass quickly."
"Be free in giving affection and warmth. Have no fear and let not the ways of the unenlightened give you unease, for God is with you always."
Okay, I have to admit that Aragorn sure knew how to be romantic and formal when he wanted to, I wonder if he is this way with Arwen?
"Probably."
I heard Haldir's voice in my head, an answer to my thoughts. I shot him a glare that I hope no one else notice. The Marchwarden was reading my thoughts! He smiled very slightly out of the side of his mouth, the jerk! I will deal with that later.
"Boromir, I have not the right to bind thee to Emily, only you have this right. If it be your wish, say so at this time and place your ring in her hand."
"It is my wish." He said and pulled the ring out of his pocket (he has pockets on that thing!) , it was bright and newly polished, beautiful.
Emily, if it be your wish for Boromir to be bound to you, place the ring on his finger." Aragorn said. Wait a second, Emily didn't have a ring to give to Boromir did she?
Emily pulled out a gleaming golden band with tiny craves I couldn't quite make out. I wonder where she got it though.
"Theoden gave it to her before the ceremony." came Haldir's answer, in my head as before. Nice old bird, Théoden.
Aragorn turned to Emily again and I saw her swallow a little, I mentally sent her the message, "Do not cry, do not cry!"
"Emily, I have not the right to bind thee to Boromir only you have this right. If it be your wish, say so at this time and place your ring in his hand."
"It is my wish." she managed to say this just barely above a whisper, good for her!
"Now Boromir what vows have you to pledge to this young maiden?" I watched as Boromir grasped Emily's hands in his own, so that they disappeared in his giant hands. His voice was quiet, but firm as he spoke.
"I, Boromir of Gondor, son of Denethor, in the name of the spirit of God that resides within us, by the life that courses within my blood and the love that resides within my heart, take thee Emily Anna of the House of Paul, to my hand, my heart, and my spirit, to be my chosen one. To desire thee and be desired by thee, to possess thee, and be possessed by thee, without sin or shame, for naught can exist in the purity of my love for thee." Here he held her hands a little tighter and a small smile appeared on his face.
"I promise to love thee wholly and completely without restraint, in sickness and in health, in plenty and in poverty, in life and beyond, where we shall meet, remember, and love again. I shall not seek to change thee in any way. I shall respect thee, thy beliefs, thy people, and thy ways as I respect myself. "
Alright, I admit I was crying like a baby here and Legolas was patting me on the back while Gimli gave me his handkerchief again. (He was such a sweet little guy.)
"I, Emily Paul, take thee Boromir to my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us depart, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereunto I plight thee my troth. I shall respect thee, thy beliefs, thy people, and thy ways as I respect myself. "
Then followed the longest blessing Aragorn could possibly have ever thought up, I think it went on for a good five minutes. Just bless them with long life and many children and be done with it! Then if things could not have gotten worse Legolas said he had something to bless the couple with as well. Nice thought, lets just hope its short.
Great! Yippy! Woot!
The Prince of Mirkwood stood beside them and laid his long white hands on their joined ones and rising his eyes up he spoke in thick elvish accent "Ná Elbereth veria le, ná elenath dín síla erin rád o chuil lín. No galu govad gen, belain na."le
I heard it differently though, I heard it in Westron and it is translated as follows ( for those of you who did not inherit the ability to understand elvish).
"May Elbereth protect you, may her stars shine on the path of your life. May blessings go with you and may the Valar keep you."
And so they were married and lived happily ever after!
Sorry, I just had to do that! I mean it's that the way all fairy stories end? No, actually they don't, instead they end with us all rushing outside to ride away to Helm's Deep. Well, most of us did, Haldir was giving last instructions to his second in command a pretty elleth with big blue eyes. I was simply waiting around, content in the knowledge that I would be able to make him pay for all those times he made me feel two inches tall. Besides, who wouldn't want to do what I could?
"Blah, blah, blah." he said. Well, he didn't say that specifically, but I can't remember exactly what he did say.
"Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, of course, blah, blah." the elleth answered promptly.
"Blah, blah, blah… Haldir continued, this was getting really boring.
Me. "Haldir, I didn't appreciate you poking around my mind during the ceremony. If you wanted to do anything useful you should've told Legolas and Gimli to stop arguing over what they thought a pop machine was."
Haldir jumped about a mile in the air, whirling around to face me, for once his stoic mask was completely off, GO BARBIE! He stared at me, speechless for a moment.
"Surprised?" I said with satisfaction, and to the confusion of the big-eyed elleth. I might have asked her to leave, but I wanted to make this as interesting as I could.
"Youyouyou!" he stuttered, yes, he stuttered, it was actually really cute.
" I know, I didn't realize what exactly I could do until just recently. I believe it has something to do with something Legolas gave me, but I'm not sure. It might and it might not." I was really, really, having fun here.
"Youshouldn't do that." Haldir said, looking extraordinarily flustered "It's just isn't done."
"Tsk, tsk, what would they think back home if they knew that The Marchwarden was spreading lies around Middle Earth. Nasty things, lies, didn't your mother ever teach you anything? Well, I suppose I shall just have to punish you for it, as she should have." I turned to the elleth.
"Haldir may seem as cold and hard as a rock, silent as the grave, and sarcastic for no apparent reason, but contrary to popular belief, he does have feelings, and he thinks you are the most beautiful, graceful, tender, talented, affectionate woman he has ever seen in his entire life, bar none. He is madly in love with you, and the only reason he hasn't asked you yet is that he doesn't think he can think up a properly perfect way of doing it. In fact"
Suddenly, a large hand was clamped tightly around my mouth, and Haldir was dragging me away, at light speed.
The elleth was staring after us, looking as if she wasn't sure if she should cry or laugh. I sent mental telegraphs, like in the old movies Yes, Jenson, it's hard to believe, but it's true!
Me. "You let me go or I'll lick your hand!"
Haldir. "You lick my hand and I'll break you neck!" was his diplomatic answer.
Me. " Doesn't matter anyway, she knows, she knows, and now she'll expect you to go down on your knees pretty soon! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Haldir. " Do you want to die a slow, very painful death? Hmm? Do you really want to die young? Because if you do I would gladly
Me. " Haldir and Thandiel sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Haldir with the babythen I felt another sort of "hand" clamped over my mental thoughts, a barrier thing. Like the firewall on your computer to keep out viruses. I think if he hadn't, I might have been able to drive him crazy, literally.
Revenge is fine sayth the Lord!
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Emily's POV
I don't know exactly what Barbie did. But it must have been bad because I have never seen such a look of hate on Haldir's face. He drugged her over to the horse Theoden had given her and slammed her into the saddle wrapping the reigns around her hands in such a way as to try her to the saddle.
"Emily is something wrong?" Boromir asked. I smiled at my new husband and said "Not with me, but I think Haldir is no longer indifferent to my sister. I have a bad feeling about something she must have said to him."
We both watched as the Marchwarden went storming back to the young elleth he had been talking to, she started to say something, but he didn't allow her to finish. Taking her face in his hands he kissed her very, very thoroughly right in front of everyone!
I don't know who was more surprised the people standing around the elleth or Barbie and I. I have never seen such a thorough snogging in my whole life! There they were kissing, I have no doubt for the first time, and in front of the evacuee's of Rohan! However I don't think they minded a bit because went right on at it for a while.
Finally they stood their heads leaning against each other and whispering something in elvish which, though I found out later what it meant; I will not here translate as it was their private little moment. Sorry, I know you'll hate me for it.
But after a few minutes and as the town emptied of people, Haldir whistled for Socrates and with a last tender little farewell, he rode away back toward Lothlorien. The elleth stood there for a moment with bowed head, her helmet under her arm, poor thing to find out Haldir loves you have to say good-bye immediately.
At least they had this little moment together, and at least I had my husband right here with me. As if he knew what I was thinking he leaned over and planted two kisses my eyes, that was nice. Now all I had to do was meet Denethor.
AAAaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
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Authorial Note: Snodgrass here again, we had an overwhelming response to our last post and would like to thank everyone personally, but that would take too long! Keep reading and you will all have your OC's in a few days, over Spring break I hope to up date twice! But that carries a big maybe. Thanks all you loveies for all your lovely reviews!
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Snodgrass and Winkle