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Disclaimer: I own none of Tolkien's fabulous work, sadly. I don't even think I own this part of the plot as it was suggested to me by a reviewer, half of it at least. Any original characters created by me are my creation.
Chapter 4

Though they still had their rough spots, they were no longer at each other's throats and fighting. For once they were acting fairly decent and civil towards each other. Haldir was useful to Anira because he was someone to confide in, even though she never did tell him much. Every day they were geting friendlier to one another.

She continued in servitude for him, getting used to the fact that he held power over her. He tried not to ask too much of her.

Haldir arrived back at the talan a few hours before dusk. Anira was already making dinner.

"You'll have to triple that recipe." he said as he walked in.

"Why? Did you invite company over and not tell me?" she inquired.

"Yes, Rumil and Orophin are coming." He took in her blank look. "My brothers?" He asked.

"Oh yes, them. Never met those two."

"Believe me, you don't want to. But they are my brothers, so I can bear them a short while."

Somehow Anira got the feeling he was very close to his brothers, even though he talked of how he was annoyed of them. He had told her once before that his parents had also left for the West, about ten years before.

He dissappeared into his bedroom while she continued dinner. Two hours passed until she heard a summoning at the door.

"Could you get that?" Haldir called from his room.

"What? They're your brothers!" She replied indignantly.

"They won't bite, I promise." Her temper rose when she heard the laugh in his voice.

She threw her head up high and did her best to look confident, even though she felt like a strutting peacock while striding to the door. She paused at the handle, wondering if she couldn't just wait for Haldir to come out of his quarters or barge in and demand he answer it himself. On second thought, she wouldn't want to see him half-dressed. Or would she...

This thought brought a blush to her cheeks as she opened the door. Two elves, very tall and very handsome, stood in the doorway.

"Mae Govannen! Who are you?" The one she presumed to be Rumil asked her this odd question that caught her offguard.

"She has a name Orophin." Anira turned to see Haldir walking towards the door dressed casually. Did he always have to make things so complicated?

"Hmm, is she a..." He began innocently, but his guess was far from appropriate.

"No. She's my maid." Haldir answered sternly. "Anira, this Rumil," he indicated the one on the right, "and this is Orophin." He did likewise to the elf standing next to him. She nodded politely to them both.

Orophin kissed her on the cheek and continued into the common room. Rumil did the same. Anira turned away to fast to see the jealous look on Haldir's face when they did this. Rumil was also the one who started the conversation when they sat down.

"When do you go back to the borders Haldir? I hear they are having trouble with orc skirmishes on the west side."

"I have two days before I depart. Only for aweek." He answered. This was definitely news to Anira, he hadn't bothered to tell her this. He studied her face but she was careful to keep it in an unreadable mask.

"What elven city do you hail from Anira?" Orophin asked.

"Mirkwood." She answered.

"That was guessable, your features give it away." He replied. She smiled.

The night continued and Anira found out more about Haldir's family life than she had ever known. He was surprisingly relaxed around his brothers.

After they left, she sat down to mend clotheson her bed while Haldir sat no more than five feet away working with maps and such at the small table in her room. Several candles were lit and the only thing heard was their soft breathing combined with the scratching of his quill.

"When where you going to tell me of your border duty?" She broke the silence and he raised his head from his work.

"You knew I had to go soon. I was planning on telling you tomorrow, but my brothers evidently thought otherwise." He said and continued with his work.

"Why so late?"

"If I had told you sooner you would probably have more time to think of a plan to escape."

"Why would I do that?" She said sarcastically.

He shook his head with a smile playing over his sharp features. A short while later, he stood up and blew the candle on the table out.

"Goodnight, Anira." He said as he walked out. She smiled and did the same soon after he left.


The day had come. Anira was up early and already nervous and fidgety for a reason she did not know. She spread the wrinkles of her blue gown out while she was waiting for the water to boil.

Haldir usually got up by himself and she was not inclined to wake him up herself, though on occasion it was necessary. The few times she did enter his private chambers he was always without a tunic.

She hurriedly brushed that thought from her mind before she thought of something she would regret. She laid the breakfast on the table and started anxiously pacing, again not knowing the reason.

Anira gave a start when he walked into the main room, fully attired in complete battle armor.

"Well aren't we dressed up today?" She said to him as he sat down. He gave her a look that dared her to pursue the topic. He didn't eat much and soon got up to get his weapons.

"I'll be back in a week. If you need anything, Rumil and Orophin can help you."

"Goodbye, Haldir. Stay safe, or I'll be out of a job." She said to him, trying to keep a straight face. He smiled a bit and turned to leave. Right before he stepped out the door, he turned back around.

"Forget something?" She asked, thinking he left a weapon.

He walked straight towards her, hesitated, then pulled her into a chaste kiss that left her clinging to him in fear of falling over. Her breath came heavily as he pulled away.

"Yes. Namarie, Anira." He turned around and swiftly left the talan. She stood there for what seemed like ages without a coherent thought forming in her mind. She shook her head abruptly and started her chores. He left her with something that would puzzle her for the entire week of his absence.


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-ElfLuver13