Chapter 4
Had she expected Celin to fall in love with her again? She blinked back tears and looked at Haldir. He said nothing but gave her a smile that seemed to say 'I know what is going on even if you do not.' Talar hugged him and took her leave. Looking concerned Haldir asked, "Are you feeling well?" Talar nodded yes and kissed all her brothers goodnight.
As she was heading back towards her flet, she started to weep. It had felt as if someone had taken a knife, stabbed it into her heart, and turned it. When she reached her flet, she closed the door and fell with racking sobs onto the bed. She couldn't breathe, she felt as if a little piece of her had died inside. She cried the night away thankful that her brothers had not come back to the flet. They would be extremely worried to see her behaving like this. It was not in her nature to be sad of uncheerful. Unlike her brothers she was carefree and loved to laugh.
She had gotten dressed when she heard a soft knock on the door. Puzzled she asked, "Who is it?" "Celin," came the answer. "Could you open up?" She stood there motionless then ran to the door and flung it open. Her heart seemed to ache even more when she saw him standing there. "I wanted to speak with you about last night," Celin said. "I want to explain why I left as I did." Talar did not wait for an explanation. She pulled him in and gave him a passionate lip lock.
Talar had expected him to push her away or be disgusted that a young elf maid had been so abrupt, but to her surprise the exact opposite happened. Celin pulled her closer to him and refused to let her go. As the finally released their embrace, Talar saw the same look on Celin's face as hers, the question of 'what just happened?' Talar was still somewhat shocked when Celin started to laugh.
"What is so funny?" she asked. "You," Celin replied. "That was not quite the welcome I was expecting, but is indeed preferable to what I had imagined." Talar giggled. She was still surprised she had been that forward, it was definitely not like her to be that way. Celin said, "I want to tell you Talar that my feelings have not changed for you, and I pray that you will not refuse me again."
Talar smiled and hugged him tightly. "I could never refuse you anything now." "Very well," Celin replied. "In that case I want us to be married." Talar nodded yes and kissed him again softly. She started, "What do I tell my brothers?" Celin laughed softly. "I asked Haldir and he gave me his full blessing and consent." So that is why Haldir looked so smug Talar thought to herself, he had already known. Oh well, so long as her brothers were fine with it so was she.