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Adult +
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chapter 6
Another chapter to make up for the shortness of the last one! Don't own anyone but Lorelei!
Chapter 6
‘Will I know how to protect them as a good leader should, or will we return with many casualties? Will we return at all?’ Haldir’s mind raced with these insecurities.
He knew he would have to be brave before the Galadhrim, but some unfamiliar fear tore at his insides, ravaging his normally confidant façade. With a sigh he stopped his mindless forward motion, and looked around him becoming aware of his surroundings once more since leaving the ladies garden.
Trees surrounded him, and the Northern border loomed ahead. He shook his head in a vain attempt to clear it and strode forward again telling himself he was only thinking of the safety and protection of Lothlorien by going to gaze about the surrounding area, checking for danger.
Never mind that Lorelei’s village stood near the border, and that there were many well trained eyes watchful of the border. His eyes strayed to her village, involuntarily sighting the meager cabin in which he knew she lived.
He found his eyes no longer even trying to keep up the pretext of scanning the vast fields, and plains for danger to Lothlorien. Instead scanning the small human village’s surroundings for anything that might pose a danger to it’s inhabitants.
He looked beyond the village to a distant cluster of trees, looked over the nearby river for anything within sight, and then turned his gaze to a wide field just outside the village. There his eyes fell upon a familiar figure running freely, arms spread wide.
Purple, yellow, and white flowers, and green, and tan grass surrounding her lending a dream like feel to the sight before him. Her long brown hair flew behind her in the wind as she ran, while her skirt pressed tight against the front of her long legs, and billowed out behind her harshly.
With a sigh he acknowledged something he had long denied to himself out of fear. Lorelie had blossomed into a beautiful young woman.
Caught up in the sight before his eyes he did not hear when a figure fell gracefully from a tree behind him making noise in doing so in an effort to not startle the still, contemplating figure below. When a hand reached out in comfort to be placed upon Haldir’s shoulder the poor unsuspecting figure had it’s arm nearly wretched free from it’s socket, and wrist twisted painfully for it’s trouble.
“Orophin?” Haldir asked, disoriented.
“Yes brother, would you kindly release my arm?” Orophin gasped back in pain.
“Orophin, what is this? What do you mean sneaking up upon me so?” Haldir growled, releasing his brothers arm in doing so.
“Haldir,” Orophin began, rubbing at his wrist, and shoulder, grimacing from pain.
“I assure you, had you not been gazing longingly off into the distance so, you would have heart my descent from my post. What is it you are staring at so intently, may I ask?”
Haldir glanced back to the field worriedly, only to find it empty.
“You already have brother. However if you had not, my answer most assuredly would have been ‘no’” Haldir turned away from the border and began stalking back to the city but was once again stopped in his tracks.
“It was her, was it not?” The voice questioned.
“Haldir spun about to glare at his brothers back. Orophin stood staring at Lorelei’s small village in the distance.
“Who?” Haldir questioned, already knowing what would be Orophin's response.
“Lorelie. The little reckless human girl.” He replied, purposely trying to raise his brothers ire.
His planned worked well, for Haldir with a growl stalked forward to stand before his brother.
“She is neither reckless, nor a little girl Orophin. In case you have not taken notice, Lorelie has grown up!”
Orophin shrugged.
“I notice you made no attempt to dispute my labeling of her as human.”
Haldir stared at his brother queerly.
“Of course I did not. Why should I dispute it when that is what she is?”
Orophin sniffed, and shrugged again.
“Exactly.” He replied as if that one word answered every question that had ever been asked in all of history.
“I am afraid I don’t follow. You will have to explain ‘exactly’ to me dear brother.” Haldir demanded threateningly.
“I’m afraid I’ve left my dictionary in my talan Hal.” Orophin responded with a mockingly regretful shrug.
Haldir glared at his brother, he glared so hard he felt certain that if looks were capable of killing not only would his brother be dead upon his feet, but the bodies of any wardens unlucky enough to be within a 50 mile radius would be dropping from the trees like flies. While the trees themselves would willow, and die, before turning to dust before his eyes.
“Do you love her?” Orophin asked unphased by his brothers deep glare of doom.
“She is human.” Haldir sighed in defeat and then silently slinking away from the border, effectively ending the conversation.
But several paces from the border a thought struck him and he turned back to Orophin.
“Return to the city immediately. I will not have you out here with an injured arm. It will require time to heal. Send Rumil out to cover you post.”
Feeling a little lighter in mood for solving the problems of both brothers at once Haldir returned to the city a bit more confidence in his step now. He knew Rumil would take it that he was now forgiven as Haldir would not have allowed him to return to duty had he not been, and Orophin for having not only confided in him the reason for his odd behavior but for allowing him to return to the city and spend time with his Elleth. He knew time was running short, and there stood a chance any one of the Galadhrim might not return from the deep.
Chapter 6
‘Will I know how to protect them as a good leader should, or will we return with many casualties? Will we return at all?’ Haldir’s mind raced with these insecurities.
He knew he would have to be brave before the Galadhrim, but some unfamiliar fear tore at his insides, ravaging his normally confidant façade. With a sigh he stopped his mindless forward motion, and looked around him becoming aware of his surroundings once more since leaving the ladies garden.
Trees surrounded him, and the Northern border loomed ahead. He shook his head in a vain attempt to clear it and strode forward again telling himself he was only thinking of the safety and protection of Lothlorien by going to gaze about the surrounding area, checking for danger.
Never mind that Lorelei’s village stood near the border, and that there were many well trained eyes watchful of the border. His eyes strayed to her village, involuntarily sighting the meager cabin in which he knew she lived.
He found his eyes no longer even trying to keep up the pretext of scanning the vast fields, and plains for danger to Lothlorien. Instead scanning the small human village’s surroundings for anything that might pose a danger to it’s inhabitants.
He looked beyond the village to a distant cluster of trees, looked over the nearby river for anything within sight, and then turned his gaze to a wide field just outside the village. There his eyes fell upon a familiar figure running freely, arms spread wide.
Purple, yellow, and white flowers, and green, and tan grass surrounding her lending a dream like feel to the sight before him. Her long brown hair flew behind her in the wind as she ran, while her skirt pressed tight against the front of her long legs, and billowed out behind her harshly.
With a sigh he acknowledged something he had long denied to himself out of fear. Lorelie had blossomed into a beautiful young woman.
Caught up in the sight before his eyes he did not hear when a figure fell gracefully from a tree behind him making noise in doing so in an effort to not startle the still, contemplating figure below. When a hand reached out in comfort to be placed upon Haldir’s shoulder the poor unsuspecting figure had it’s arm nearly wretched free from it’s socket, and wrist twisted painfully for it’s trouble.
“Orophin?” Haldir asked, disoriented.
“Yes brother, would you kindly release my arm?” Orophin gasped back in pain.
“Orophin, what is this? What do you mean sneaking up upon me so?” Haldir growled, releasing his brothers arm in doing so.
“Haldir,” Orophin began, rubbing at his wrist, and shoulder, grimacing from pain.
“I assure you, had you not been gazing longingly off into the distance so, you would have heart my descent from my post. What is it you are staring at so intently, may I ask?”
Haldir glanced back to the field worriedly, only to find it empty.
“You already have brother. However if you had not, my answer most assuredly would have been ‘no’” Haldir turned away from the border and began stalking back to the city but was once again stopped in his tracks.
“It was her, was it not?” The voice questioned.
“Haldir spun about to glare at his brothers back. Orophin stood staring at Lorelei’s small village in the distance.
“Who?” Haldir questioned, already knowing what would be Orophin's response.
“Lorelie. The little reckless human girl.” He replied, purposely trying to raise his brothers ire.
His planned worked well, for Haldir with a growl stalked forward to stand before his brother.
“She is neither reckless, nor a little girl Orophin. In case you have not taken notice, Lorelie has grown up!”
Orophin shrugged.
“I notice you made no attempt to dispute my labeling of her as human.”
Haldir stared at his brother queerly.
“Of course I did not. Why should I dispute it when that is what she is?”
Orophin sniffed, and shrugged again.
“Exactly.” He replied as if that one word answered every question that had ever been asked in all of history.
“I am afraid I don’t follow. You will have to explain ‘exactly’ to me dear brother.” Haldir demanded threateningly.
“I’m afraid I’ve left my dictionary in my talan Hal.” Orophin responded with a mockingly regretful shrug.
Haldir glared at his brother, he glared so hard he felt certain that if looks were capable of killing not only would his brother be dead upon his feet, but the bodies of any wardens unlucky enough to be within a 50 mile radius would be dropping from the trees like flies. While the trees themselves would willow, and die, before turning to dust before his eyes.
“Do you love her?” Orophin asked unphased by his brothers deep glare of doom.
“She is human.” Haldir sighed in defeat and then silently slinking away from the border, effectively ending the conversation.
But several paces from the border a thought struck him and he turned back to Orophin.
“Return to the city immediately. I will not have you out here with an injured arm. It will require time to heal. Send Rumil out to cover you post.”
Feeling a little lighter in mood for solving the problems of both brothers at once Haldir returned to the city a bit more confidence in his step now. He knew Rumil would take it that he was now forgiven as Haldir would not have allowed him to return to duty had he not been, and Orophin for having not only confided in him the reason for his odd behavior but for allowing him to return to the city and spend time with his Elleth. He knew time was running short, and there stood a chance any one of the Galadhrim might not return from the deep.