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Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, Haldir, Lothlorien, or anything else associated with his works. I am only...borrowing them, for a short while.

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Haldir was infuriated. He looked down at Anira in his arms, she was still shaking from the shock. He pulled her closer and continued up the winding stairs. Once inside, he set her down in her own room, promising her he would return. She mumbled incoherently and went back into her state of shock.

He practically ran down the talan stairs and headed for the incarceration barracks. Knowing his guards, they would likely have put him in the south wing of cells.

Nodding to Meldir, the sentinel posted at the entrance, he walked into dark, gloomy hallway. His eyes adjusted instantly to the blackness and he scanned the cells he passed. Reaching the pitiful human, located in the south wing as he had expected, he asked the nearest guard when the man was expected at trial. He answered that it was to be held in 8 days.

"What is your name?" Haldir asked the man coldly.

"Terrin," he answered in a voice so low it was almost unable to be heard.

"Do you know what you have done?" The man nodded in response.

"Do you know what will come of what you have done?" He did not answer.

"You have damaged the reputation of your race in this forest, you have insured an almost certain death, and you have angered the March warden of these woods."

Silence ensued. With a disgusted look, Haldir turned swiftly and walked out of barracks. He ran into Rumil on his return to his talan.

"Haldir!" Rumil called to him, standing at the foot ofa marvelous silver trunk of one of Lorien's reknowned mellryn. In other words, Haldir's talan.

"Is Anira alright? The other guards have escorted the other humans to the borders, they are not to return. They seemed sorry for their companion's behavior. A bit shamed really," Rumil said.

"As they should be, this is an unspeakable crime comitted against the Eldar. The Valar only know what could have happened if we had not come at the time we did. She is fine. Resting and considerably shaken from the experience, but she will recover."

"Orophin is back on duty at the borders. Seeing as you had nearly a day's worth of watching left when you arrived in the city with the travelers, you will not be expected to return anytime soon," Rumil said.

"Keep well brother, and next time, find a more private place to meet with your admiring ellith," Haldir said with a smirk, Rumil gave questionable noise when he heard this.

Rumil's indignant outburst made Haldir chuckle despite the grim circumstances.

"But...how...I was...we were in the...who else could have seen us besides Orophin? Who was, might I add, very callous when he dragged me away to go train those pitiful new troops."

"Well, Orophin heard you were there from Anira. If she could find you after living here for only a month, think who else could have seen you and decided not to tell you?"

Rumilgave a pouting glare and turned to stalk back to his talan. With a shake of his head,Haldir too turned and headed back to his talan.

After hanging up his weapons and cloak in the main room, he poured a glass of wine and sat down to relax, trying to think things through. No doubt she would be okay by the next day. He would talk with her, make sure she was okay. He set the empty glass down on the counter and went to check on her. She was sound asleep, still in a green work dress. He resisted the urge to comfort her yet again and walked back to his room. He found no sleep that night.


She was already up and working by the time he managed to roll out of his bed from just an hour's worth of sleep. He pulled on leggings and walked out to the kitchen where he could hear her moving about.

"Are you alright?" Her voice hit him like a rock. The lack of sleep made everything seem more loud and annoying.

"Yes...yes I am fine," he replied hazily.

"No, you're not."

"I should say the same about you. What happened yesterday is not going to just leave like dust in the wind."

She sighed, looking down. "I'll get over it."

"It will be hard for you. But don't make it any harder than it already is," he said. "I am going back to sleep. Wake me up sometime in the afternoon."

She nodded and cleared up the table. After that, she put a cloak on and started for where the book still lay. Someone had to do it, it couldn't just sit there waiting to be ruined. She got down to the stream and met Minaethiel, with a few other maidens.

"Anira! How good to see you! Come join us," she said. "It is a beautiful morning don't you think?"

"Yes," she replied, a little shy around the other maidens that seemed to be even more beautiful than the ones she had already seen.

"Well then, let me introduce to you my three companions. This one," she pointed to the elleth most similar to her on the right,"is my sister, Randiriel." The elleth, who looked presumably younger than even Anira, was just like her older sister with the height and right down to the silver-gray eyes. She smiled at her and recieved one in return.

"This one," she layed a hand on the other elleth's shoulder,"is my good friend Indilwen. She is not a maid, but she is engaged to a member of the Galadhrim guard." This elleth had silver hair, but bright blue eyes that stood out on her pale face. She nodded at Anira and Anira did the same.

"The one on my left here," she turned to face the elleth, "is Silima.She is from Imladris and is staying with her cousin, which would be Indilwen." The elleth certainly did look like a citizen of Imladris. She had dark, black as night hair the usual length down her back. Her eyes were the deepest green Anira had ever seen an elleth have. Her hair contrasted sharply, but attractively, to her white-toned face. Anira recieved no welcome or greeting from this elleth.

"So, Anira, where do you hail from?" The maiden named Indilwen asked this.

"Mirkwood. I came to live here only a month ago," she answered. She was getting unomfortable with the Imladris elleth constantly staring her down. Those green eyes held something like hate, and maybe...jealousy?

"We were just talking about Minaethiel's maid duty. Are you a maid as well?" Indilwen asked.

"Yes. I am maid to Haldir, March warden," she replied. Silima's eyes filled with more jealousy and hate. 'Ah,' thought Anira, 'Haldir is whom she is after.'

"I told her just the otherday, Haldir and Feredir are both the most stubborn ellyn you will ever meet.Am I right Anira?" Minaethiel asked.

"Oh yes.They certainly do have those qualities that make them insufferable arrogant elves." she replied.

They talked on until noon, when Indilwen excused herself and took Silima with her. Anira left as well, and Minaethiel soon followed suit with her sister.

Anira stepped into the talan, once again being hit with Haldir's scent, which sprung up after his return. She made herself a small lunch and ate peacefully. She set a plate to the side for Haldir after she woke him up.

Walking over to a chair by the window, she worked on mending some clothes. When it seemed that Haldir had slept enough, she woke him up. He thanked her, ate his meal, dressed properly, and walked out saying something about meeting a soldier. Most likely it was about what had happened the previous night.

She walked out with him and sat on the porch overlooking Caras Galadhon. After bidding her farewell, he descended the stairs and walked straight over to a Galadhrim soldier with two elleth. The two elleth were Indilwen and Silima.

Anira could not pick up much of the conversation, but what she saw was the soldier introducing his fiancee and her cousin. Silima had her eyes hooked on Haldir, much the same way Anira had seen a hawk spying his dinner from a perch. Indilwen and the soldier left, but Silima stayed behind. Haldir had turned to go somewhere else, but the elleth put a hand on Haldir's shoulder. No doubt she was asking him a pointless question just to stay and talk with him. Perhaps seduce him.

She stood close to him, a few inches away from his face, and ran a pale hand down his arm. Now it was quite obvious that she was seducing him. Anira surpressed a loud laugh at what Haldir did next. He put a sickened look on his face, removed her hand from where it currently rested on his chest and turned around to walk away. She looked as if in a rage. Anira saw Haldir look upat her on his talan and smile at her. For some reason, this made her heart flip and her mind to go elsewhere. She hurried back inside to the talan.


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