Warning! Foul Language, Crude Humor...graphic sex in later Chapters...Not for the squeamish minded.
Disclaimer...Do not own LOTR or Its characters..only borrowed for a bit of fun.
Chapter Three: Pissed OFF! The Journey to the city.
Orophin had reached the border, three hours before dawn and delivered the message to Haldir. Resting easy, Haldir thought on her words. The Lady, always wise and fair, for some reason thought he would be the one that would help this little problem child.
After dressing and issuing orders to the Second in command, Haldir packed his bags and sent them to the forest floor with Orophin. Making his way over the maze of bridges and flets that led to the talan where the girl was kept. Earlier, the healer had made a report that the girl still slept and the herbs had indeed done their purpose, then gave his final instructions on what was needed to make the journey less painful for her.
Haldir neared the series of flets that culminated around her talan. The loudest and most annoying ruckus he had ever heard began as he got closer.
Rumil stood before the girl, trying to calm her. Her face turning red from anger her words heated and full of venom, resounded in his ears. For a moment, he stopped and observed.
"Where are they?" she screamed. "Where are they? Bring those little witches here. How dare they! I have never in all my life been so humiliated." she said trying hard to push herself past Rumil who spoke to her harshly.
"Mandi. Calm yourself. There is not need for hostility." he said his tones growing louder the more she pushed.
"I want their heads, the stupid Bitches! I see them and their pretty little heads will be gone. Give me a knife!" she demanded. Haldir heard her threat and his brows furled.
She began to hit Rumil who only stood there and took it. It was drilled into all males of his race, never to hit a female. Human or Elven. Haldir seeing his brother being assaulted, made him angry. He stepped forward and grabbed her wrist just as she was about to hit Rumil again.
"That is enough!" he said with all authority laying behind it. The elves that had gathered there to watch her gasped as they heard their Marchwarden speak. Rumil was not angry but looked more concerned.
Mandi looked up at him, her face furled with a fury that Haldir had never seen in any one person, in many years. She face, though showing signs of healing, was red and furious. "Let go of me you pompous overbearing Elf!" she screamed out.
"I will not." he hissed. "To hit a warden, is cause for punishment. Strike him or any of my men again, and you will pay dearly for it." She lifted her chin to him.
"You are not my boss!" she said through pursed lips.
"While on these borders, you will obey me." Haldir shot back at her, his eyes red with anger.
Her chest heaved from her anger. "Where are those bitches you forced to help give me a bath yesterday. I want to make them pay!" she said still fuming.
"Pay for what? Helping a guest on our borders? I think not." he said tightening his grip on her wrist.
She winced in pain. Seeing that he hurt her, he slung her wrist from his hand and watched as she rubbed the sore flesh. "How dare you allow those vile women, molest me and force me to sleep so they could do it." she spat at him. Haldir could have sworn with the look she gave him that if he could have died from just a look as this, he would have done so then and there.
He narrowed his eyes at her. As he spoke his voice became dangerously low. "Molest you how? They did no such thing. I certainly did not ask them to help you by force, they did that on their own. As for the sleeping spell, that was not allowed. Our people are not in the habit of forcing it upon another. Only a healer is allowed that, if the situation is dire. And as unwell as you were yesterday he had planned to do it."
She huffed. "Elves. Tolkien was wrong about his own creation. You are not at all as he described." she said looking from him to the other. "Stop looking at me! All of you."
"You will not address my wardens like that. They are doing nothing." He spat out at her.
She looked at him, her blood he could tell was still boiling. Her body began to shake and quiver. "Ooooh. The nerve of you. I hate you all! Vile, godless creatures you are." she dropped her hands to her side and balled her hands into tight fists. The knuckles turning white from it. "I do not care. Those Bitches will pay, just you wait." she threatened.
"Enough! This stops here. They did what I asked. Enough, is enough." he said placing a hand on her shoulder to keep her still. She looked at his hand and her eyes nearly turned red from the hate.
Raising her right hand she made to hit him, but he caught it before the blow could come. As this happened the elves standing there on the flet, raised their bows and notched arrows. Hearing the strings pulled back, she looked at them. "Call off your dogs!" she commanded him.
Tightening his grip on her other wrist, he shook her violently. "To strike the March Warden is punishable by death. You girl are stupid to think that my wardens would not react to your act of war. They would not hesitate to shoot you dead where you stand. Think before you act. Mandi!" he said venomously.
Seeing his face and then looking to the others who stood there with arrows ready. She pulled from him, hurting her wrist more. She retreated from her thought and pulled back. She knew she was beaten about this and said nothing to him as she huffed and stalked back into the talan.
Haldir looked to his men and bid them to return to their task. Haldir and Rumil entered the talan. Mandi stood in the middle of it, still shaking from her anger. She was facing the other wall and did not turn to look at them. Haldir turned to Rumil and asked him to step outside.
"Where are my clothes?" she asked him.
"They have been destroyed." he said calming his now fuming nerves.
She looked at him. "Why?" she asked shortly.
"Cause there was not much left of them or those blasted shoes you wore." he said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Arrogant ass." she said aloud but more to herself.
"Now, calm yourself. Why are you so angry?" he asked finally finding his cool.
"Those elleth forced me to do something I did not want to do." she said bluntly.
"Those elleth have been reprimanded and punished for the things they did. They are sorry and have assured me that they will do no such thing again." he said.
"You told them to." she said. Her anger slowly dissipating into hurt.
"No, I did not. I told them only to aid you. They disobeyed. I punished them for their trespass on you." He said looking her over. He did not know if she realized it, but the whole time out on the walkway, she had been in her night-shirt, which just happened to be one of his undershirts. Her fine, full shapely legs coming from beneath it. Standing there seeing her like that, Haldir smiled deep within himself at the sight of her. She looked so petite, so small and young in it. He averted his eyes, from her for a moment. "Mandi, I think it is time you ready yourself, your fresh garments are there at the table along with your morning meal. The Lady wants us in the city, by nightfall."
She looked down at herself and let out a frustrated breath. "Oh Great! Now I will never live this down. Not only will those stupid Crones talk about how fat and ugly I am, the whole fences got to see it first hand. Just Flippin Great!" she said almost to the point of tears. She looked at him and quickly hid her emotions. Looking at the clothes. "How the hell do I put those on?" she asked.
Haldir walked over to the garments and explained it to her, then left the talan. He left giving her privacy to dress. After about ten minutes he return to find she had eaten nothing, but was setting on the bed trying to figure out, the stockings and boots. The stocking he could tell she got those on right but she could not figure out how to lace the boots.
He watched her struggling with the laces. She let out an aggravated growl. "Oh these god forsaken strings. How the hell is anyone supposed to use them?" she said throwing the damn boot across the room. Rumil stepped inside.
Haldir crossed his arms over his chest and looked at her. Rumil leaned over and spoke to his brother. 'Brother, she sure is a feisty one is she not?" he asked.
"Aye little brother she is. This one is going to be a great challenge just like the lady said." Seeing her frustrated, Haldir went to the table and retrieved the discarded shoe then made his way over to her.
Bending to one knee he grabbed her foot. She pulled away. Haldir jerked her foot back, she pulled it from his hands. "Thank you but your assistance is not needed." she tartly insisted.
Haldir said not a word and jerked her foot back again, this time causing her to wince out in pain. Her feet were sore, and tired still. "Hold still, Mandi. Let me help you." he said biting back any remarks he had.
Haldir held her foot in one hand and the calf of her leg in the other. It really was a very nice leg, he thought, but quickly shook off the thought and continued on with lacing up the boot. Mandi winced several more times and was relieved when Haldir placed her now finished feet to the floor. Mandi did not thank him, but cursed under her breath. Rumil who stood by the door bit back a smile at how much trouble this girl was being. Mandi stood up, the pain from her feet evident, but she was masking it.
"Oaky people. What now?" she asked looking from Haldir to Rumil and back to Haldir.
"We are traveling to the city. The lady has requested we bring you." Haldir said moving towards the door.
"Alright then, Let us go..Lead on your Royal Assness!" she said moving past the two ellons.
Haldir and Rumil just stared at her as she left out of the talan, then looked at each other. The expressions they shared, spoke of their thoughts. Haldir seeing his brother's look of amusement, held up his hand and said to him, "I know, little brother, I know. Once in the city, we will not have to deal with her any longer."
Rumil shook his head before he spoke. "No brother, that is not what I find humorous." he said with a small smile.
Haldir stopped moving and looked at him. "And what is it you find so humorous?"
"Oh, nothing brother, other than the fact that the fiery little minx gets under your skin. You like her, do you not" Rumil asked.
Haldir was shocked. "Like her? Now how did you come up with that?" he asked curiously.
"I do not understand it, how could you not? She is fiery and not to mention fair to look on. I think she is perfect for you." Rumil said making his case.
"Oh, little brother, you have it wrong. I do not like her, she is but a duty. A charge to watch. Of course she is different, but I would not say that I like her." he said sarcastically. Rumil had for years been well known for his little half witted assumptions. It was true, Haldir found her intriguing but it was not enough to like her. Haldir and Rumil walked out on to the porch.
Mandi was standing there, giving the evil eye to all that passed her. Most of the elves just stared at her as if she had three heads. She crossed her arms and looked out upon those that stared at her. "What are you looking at?" she spat out.
Haldir said not a word and took her by the arm and led her down a flight of stairs that led to the forest floor.
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