Title & Chapter Number: Dream Warrior 14-17/33
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Website: Heather Lynn's Page
Fandom: Tolkien
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of J R R Tolkien, the Tolkien Estate and Tolkien Enterprises. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings: SEX!!!
Betas: None
Cast: Haldir/Lirimaer (OC)
Timeline: FotR AU
Spoilers: FotR Perhaps
Summary: This story begins in the year 3018 (S.R. 1418), the same time that Froto, Sam, Merry and Pippin have begun their journey. They are now with Aragorn, having left Amon Sûl (Weathertop) after battling the Ringwraiths. Arwen Evenstar has Frodo and is taking him to Rivendell. Lirimaer is an elf from Rivendell who journeys to Lothlórien to speak to Galadriel about the haunting nightmare she repeatedly has. Haldir comes across her along the way and he leads her to Lórien.
Notes: While writing this, I followed the Tolkien's books and the two movies and made up a few things as well. My timeline does not coincide with the books, only to try to keep things short! I hope the translations are correct, if not please email me so I can make any necessary repairs. I hope to add drawings soon, having just moved I will need some time. I hope you enjoy my first fan fic I've ever written, please let me know what you think! This fan fic was also part of the www.haldir-lives.org Fan Fic Challenge.
Chapter 14 - Caras Galadhon
"Lirimaer, wake up." She looked up and saw Haldir standing over him. She gave him a warm smile. He did not return it. "We must be leaving now if we are to get to Caras Galadhon by the evening." With that he turned and left the talan.
What was wrong with him? she thought. Maybe he is weary from yesterday. He didn't get much rest. She folded up the blankets and put them in her pack. Nearby was a pitcher of water, a bowl and a piece of lembas. She poured some water in the bowl and washed her hands and face, and then she quickly ate. She dropped her pack to the ground and climbed down the rope.
Elladan and Elrohir were talking with two blonde, blue-eyed elves. "Ah, good morning, Lirimaer!" Elladan said. "Come and meet our friends. This is Orophin and Rúmil, Haldir's brothers. And this," he said putting his arm around Lirimaer, "is Lirimaer."
They bowed to her. "Mae govannen, Lirimaer. Welcome to Lórien. We hope your stay will be pleasant," said Orophin.
"Thank you. I'm glad to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you," she said.
"I'm sure nothing good about this one," laughed Rúmil, elbowing his brothers in the ribs. With that, Orophin grabbed him in a headlock and both fell on the ground. Everyone was laughing.
Orophin and Rúmil were so different from Haldir. Orophin was a little larger than Rúmil, but neither were built like Haldir. He was more muscular than his brothers. They were also vivacious compared to their somber brother.
"Don't you two have anything better to do?" asked Haldir sarcastically.
"Yes, as a matter of fact we do," said Orophin, smiling at Rúmil. With that they both charged at Haldir, grabbing him and knocking him to the ground.
"Get off of me!" growled Haldir through his teeth. Orophin and Rúmil got up and helped their brother to his feet. "I am leaving Orophin in charge once again until I come back, but after this display I don't know if it is a wise decision." He turned to Elladan, Elrohir and Lirimaer. "Come, we must leave now." With that he picked up his pack, turned on his heels and marched down the trail that would lead them to Caras Galadhon.
They picked up their packs and said their goodbyes to Orophin and Rúmil. They hurriedly went in the direction Haldir went. He was almost out of site already. Something is bothering him, thought Lirimaer.
Lirimaer took in the sites and sounds around her. Beautiful birch trees grew all over, their white bark shining in the sunlight. There were also tall oaks and many spruces. They passed by streams along the way; she listened to the water splash over rocks. Lots of birds sang in the trees overhead. She could feel the life force of this forest, glorious and ancient.
The sun was high in the sky. They had been walking for several hours at a fast pace, Haldir showing no signs of easing up. Lirimaer was starting to show her fatigue. The path was becoming narrow so that they had to walk in single file, Haldir leading followed by Elladan, Lirimaer and then Elrohir. Lirimaer stumbled on a root, falling to her hands and knees.
"We must stop," yelled Elrohir.
Haldir turned with an irritated look on his face. When he saw Lirimaer on the ground, he quickly ran back down the path. "Are you alright?" he asked, brushing dirt and leaves off of her.
"I am fine, just scraped my hands a bit," she said.
"We will take a break for a while. Come with me," he said, taking her by the hand. "There is a stream over there where we can tend to your hands." He led her down the path a short distance to a large rock next to the stream. He sat her down on the rock and got a cloth out of his pack. He dipped the cloth into the cool water and squeezed it out over her palms then wiped them dry. "Just a few scratches, I think you'll live," he said, smiling.
"It's good to see you smiling again. You have been in a mood all day. What is bothering you?" she asked.
Haldir stopped smiling. "I told you that we could be nothing more than friends. But still you slept with me last night. We cannot do this!"
"Can't friends console each other? You had such an awful night I thought you could use the comfort of a friend," she said cheerfully. I needed you as well, she thought.
The smile returned to his face. "We'll rest for a while longer. We don't have much further to go. I will lead at a slower pace this time!"
The path they were on began to slope downward. Lirimaer could see a clearing ahead. When they came to it, she gasped. There, rising up like a mountain was a cluster of very large trees. Their leaves were a deep gold color and they had silver bark on their thick trunks. Mellyrn! All around the foot of the trees grew beautiful elanor and niphredil. In all her thoughts she never thought to see something so magnificent. "It is breathtaking!"
Haldir stood next to her and took her hand in his. "Creoso a'Caras Galadhon, mellonamin."
Elanor - Small yellow flower that is exclusive to Lórien
Niphredil - Small pale blossom that grows with elanor in Lórien in the wintertime
Creoso a'Caras Galadhon, mellonamin. - Welcome to Caras Galadhon , my friend~*~*~*~
Chapter 15 - The Lord and Lady of the Wood
The city of Caras Galadhon was incredible. The mellyrn seemed to rise into the sky forever. It was approaching late evening. It seemed like there were as many lights in the trees as there are stars in the night sky. There were telain as far as the eye could see. Haldir led them to a beautifully carved staircase that wrapped around a large mallorn trunk.
"This is the staircase to the Lord and Lady's apartments," said Haldir. "They are waiting for us."
Lirimaer swallowed hard. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Now that it was here, she was uneasy.
"Don't worry. I'll be with you," Haldir said, smiling, taking her hand and leading her up. "You will be all right."
They ascended the stairs until they reached a walkway. The walkway led them to another flight of stairs. Haldir led them to the bottom of this staircase and stopped. Two guards stood watch on either side at the top of the stairs. Two figures in long, flowing robes descended as though they floated on air. Light seemed to radiate from them. Lirimaer's companions put their hands over their hearts and bowed in respect. Lirimaer couldn't move, she was bewildered by their beauty.
"Mae govannen, Mellonea," said Celeborn. "Welcome to Caras Galadhon."
"Welcome Lirimaer. Your arrival has been long awaited." Galadriel was speaking to her but her mouth didn't move.
"Haldir, thank you for serving as a guide for our guests. It is always wonderful to see you, my friend," Galadriel said, smiling at him. Haldir smiled and bowed in return.
Elladan, Elrohir, welcome! You bring a message from Master Elrond of Rivendell," said Galadriel. We will discuss it later tonight. Lirimaer, soon we will discuss your cause for coming here. 'You have a great weight on your soul.' My servant, Alfirin, will show you to your apartments. Lirimaer, Alfirin will serve you for the duration of your stay. Go now and rest. 'Do not worry about your troubles.' We will call for you all to join us later for a welcome feast." With that, Lord Celeborn took Lady Galadriel by the hand and led her up the staircase.
They turned and went back to the staircase and started to climb. They came to a bridge that went to a large branch on a neighboring tree. They crossed over and continued up another staircase. They reached a group of large branches with several telain. "These are my quarters," said Haldir. "I will come and find you later."
"You will not have to look very far," said Alfirin. "The Lady wants Lirimaer to stay in the apartment next to yours." She turned and opened the beautifully carved door for Lirimaer.
"Then I will escort you later to dinner," he said, bowing, and turned and went into his room. He wasn't too sure if he liked the idea of Lirimaer being so close to him.
The room was large and airy. There was a large, intricately carved canopy bed, surrounded by curtains that looked like they were weaved from fine silk. There was a beautiful table with carved chairs and a carved lounger with lots of cushions. She looked across the room to the large balcony. She walked out and looked around. It was breathtaking. There were more chairs on the balcony, to sit and take in the view. Then she noticed that she shared a balcony with the room next door. Haldir's room.
"I am drawing a bath for you. Would you like to choose a gown to wear this evening?" she said, laying three of the most beautiful gowns she had ever seen on the bed. One was moss green in color, another was a silvery blue and the last looked like it was made from spun gold.
"Who do these belong to?" asked Lirimaer. "They are exquisite."
"Why, they belong to you. The Lady Galadriel had them made special for you."
"I shall wear the golden one tonight."
"It is a fine choice. Shall you take your bath now?" Alfirin asked, motioning to another doorway.
"That would be lovely!" exclaimed Lirimaer, her body aching from their long journey.
The bath was wonderful. The water was warm and relaxing and lightly perfumed with fragrant oils. She finished her bath, wrapping herself in a cloth and lay down on her bed for some much needed rest. She fell asleep quickly.
~*~*~*~
Chapter 16 - Realization
"Am Marad! Am Marad! Haldir! Am Marad!"
He turns to look at the voice shouting to him and nods. "Am Marad! Am Marad!" He calls to those left upon the wall. He strikes out at an orc. Suddenly another stabs him in the arm. No! yells a voice nearby. Then an Uruk-hai blade comes down on his back. He looks at all the dead and dying. Someone grabs him from behind. "I'm too late! Please don't die! I cannot live without you!"
It had been a long time since Haldir was able to sit on his balcony and unwind. He sat in his chair, leaning back, closing his eyes. He listened to the creaking the branches made in the breeze. He smelled the fresh air, clean and crisp. He was starting to nod off when he heard a sound that made him jump to his feet.
"Haldir!"
It was Lirimaer! He ran across the balcony to her room. She was curled in a ball on her bed, crying. "What is wrong, Lirimaer," Haldir asked. She was still asleep. He noticed a deep red mark running from the side of her neck down her spine and disappearing under the cloth wrapped around her. She had a smaller one on her arm.
"I'm too late! Please don't die! I cannot live without you! Haldir? Haldir!!! You cannot die! I love you, Haldir! I love you!"
Haldir couldn't believe what he was hearing. She loved him! No one ever said they loved him before, besides his family. But this was different. He looked down at Lirimaer laying on the bed, tears flowing freely from her eyes, weeping for him. It was breaking his heart.
"I couldn't save him! I am too late! Haldir, please come back to me! A'maelamin! I never told him! I never told him I loved him!" she cried out, her heart wrenching in pain.
Haldir couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't stand seeing her in such pain. And it was over him! He caressed the side of her face. Lirimaer stopped crying, leaning into his hand. It made Haldir's heart skip a beat. An expression of tranquility came over her face. He placed a small kiss on her forehead and quickly left her room.
Alfirin came in a short time later and woke Lirimaer up. "It is time, my Lady, for you to get ready. Are you all right? You look tired. Did you not rest well?"
Lirimaer remembered the dream. Haldir dying. But she felt him come back to her in her dream, touching her face, kissing her forehead, calming her. But she couldn't see him. This dream was different from the others. She was there! She was on the wall with him, fighting next to him. But she couldn't save him…
"My Lady?" said Alfirin, a curious look on her face.
"I am all right. Let me wash my face and then I'll get dressed," she said.
When she finished, Alfirin helped pull the gown over her head. Lirimaer sat down and Alfirin went to work on her hair, combing it until it shown, bringing out her beautiful red highlights. She pulled the sides back and gathered them together in the back in a single braid. Then she placed a beautiful silver and gold diadem upon her forehead. She stood and looked in the mirror. Her face looked pale. She pinched her cheeks and bit her lips to bring up some color. There was a knock on the door.
Alfirin opened the door. It was Haldir. Lirimaer stared at him, her mouth dropping open. He was handsome! He had on a silvery blue tunic with silver embroidery that shimmered with every movement. He wore tight black leather leggings that showed the strong muscles in his legs. His hair shined like the midday sun. It was plaited on the sides and tucked behind his ears. He was smiling at her.
Haldir walked in the room and stopped dead in his tracks. He could not believe the splendor before him. She was wearing a striking golden gown. It made her green eyes stand out, bringing out the sparkling gold flecks. The neckline was low, revealing creamy white skin. Her beautiful chestnut hair was glowing like a fiery sunset. Seeing her brought a realization to him, hitting him like a blow to the chest: he loved her! More an anything else in his life he loved her. But the smile left his face. They could only be friends. Nothing more. Guardians never marry.
Lirimaer noticed the change in his expression. Is he displeased with me? she wondered, becoming self-conscience of how she looked. He had only seen her dressed like a male elf. Did he not like her like this?
"Are you ready to go?" he asked, smiling once again, holding out his arm to escort her. She quickly put on her slippers and took hold of his sturdy arm. "By the way, you look stunning." She tingled all over.
Haldir led her back to Celeborn and Galadriel's apartments. They went to the talan above where she had first met them. There was a great table in the room. Celeborn, Galadriel, Elladan and Elrohir were already seated and rose when they entered. Haldir and Lirimaer bowed the Lord and Lady. Haldir pulled out a chair for Lirimaer to sit.
"The gown looks lovely on you, Lirimaer," said Galadriel. The others nodded their approval as well.
"Thank you so much. It is beautiful. You are too kind," said Lirimaer.
"Now everyone eat, you must be famished after your long journey. We will talk later," said Celeborn. With that, servants brought out many plates with lots of appetizing food. Lirimaer was ravenous. They all ate and chatted together.
When everyone was finished, they moved to comfortable chairs at the back of the room. "Elladan, Elrohir, tell us of the message from Rivendell," said Celeborn.
"Gandalf arrived to Rivendell the night before we left on our journey. Saruman is making an army of Uruk-hai. They bear the White Hand of Saruman. He had taken Gandalf captive," said Elladan. "Gwaihir the Windlord rescued him from the top of the Tower of Orthanc. A Halfling has found Isildur's Bane. He will bring it to Mordor to destroy it in the fires of Mt. Doom. He will be traveling with others."
"Elrond wants you to keep watch for them," added Elrohir. "They will encounter many hardships, they will need friends to help them."
"The Halfling will be here soon," said Galadriel, with a far off look on her face. Then, returning her attention to the group, she added, "Haldir, I will need you to go to the eastern borders to keep watch for their arrival. You will depart in four days. Haldir, I wish to speak privately with you tomorrow midday."
Four days! How long would he be gone for? She didn't know what she would do without him near. Her eyes began to tear.
Do not worry, Lirimaer, he will not be gone long. Galadriel smiled at her. You will have a pleasant surprise coming to you very shortly. We will talk after Haldir's departure.
A'maelamin - my beloved
Gwaihir the Windlord - King of the Eagles~*~*~*~
Chapter 17 - In Hot Water
Lirimaer awoke early the next morning. The sun was just beginning to rise. She put on a robe and went out onto the balcony. The air was cool with a light mist. She decided to peek in Haldir's room to see if he was awake. He wasn't. He was laying in his bed on his side, bare-chested, a sheet barely covering his hip. Lirimaer held her breath. She didn't want to wake him. She wanted to watch him sleep, to take in the sight of this handsome elf that she loved.
"Good morning," he said, making her jump. "Come in. How did you sleep?"
"It was wonderful to sleep in a soft bed again," she said, wishing though that it were his bed that she slept in. She missed the feel of him spooned up against her. "I came to see what your plans were for the day. I was hoping for a tour of the city. Are you free?" she asked, smiling at him.
"I am this morning," he said sitting up.
Lirimaer sucked in her breath. Looking at him was too much for her. Haldir pulled the sheets up around him.
"Galadriel asked me to meet with her at noon," he said. "Let's get dressed and go for a walk. I have a special place I want to show you."
Lirimaer quickly washed and dressed in her green dress. She went back to Haldir's room and found him sitting at a table eating some bread with honey and fruit. Then she realized that she was in such a hurry, she had forgotten to get something to eat.
Haldir looked up and smiled. The green dress was beautiful on her, going well with the chestnut color of her hair. He motioned to the seat next to him. "Come, have some break fast with me. I had some food sent up from the kitchens."
Lirimaer sat down next to him. "So where are you taking me today?"
"That is a secret," teased Haldir. "You will have to wait, my friend!" My friend. He really wanted to say 'Melamin.' He wanted to take her in his arms, kiss her passionately and proclaim his feelings for her. But that cannot happen.
After they had finished, they left his room and went down the stairs to the ground. He led her down a trail away from the city. They walked for a short time when Lirimaer heard the sound of flowing water. She could see a heavy mist in the air ahead of them. They came into a clearing with a large pool. On one side of the pool was a rock wall. A small waterfall cascaded over it. A small stream flowed away from the pool. Steam rose from the water. It was glorious.
"What is this place?" asked Lirimaer.
"It is a hot spring. I come here often when I'm in the city. See the waterfall? That is from the Nimrodel. The water is very cold, but it mixes in with the hot spring so it is very refreshing. I will bring you here another time for a swim."
"Why not now?" asked Lirimaer, smiling coyly, removing her slippers.
"Well, I don't think…" He looked over at Lirimaer. She was starting to undo her dress. He quickly turned away. He could feel a flame igniting deep within him. He looked back to catch her dress slide down from off her shoulders, falling to the ground. He sucked in his breath.
Lirimaer had her back turned to him. She smiled when she heard his breathing. So he still has an interest in me! she thought. She walked to the water's edge, and stepped in. The water was wonderful. She found a seat carved into the rock at one end of the pool and sat down to enjoy the water's warmth. "Are you going to join me?" she asked. Her back was facing him so she could not see his face.
Why did I bring her here? Haldir thought to himself. I made a difficult situation worse! Why was she playing these games? Doesn't she comprehend what she is doing to me? Well, I will not let her think she is getting to me! He took off his tunic, boots and leggings and dove into the water. He scarcely made a splash. He broke the surface and stood up, strolling over to where she was sitting, and sat down next to her. He leaned back and closed his eyes. The warm water helped ease the anxiety she brought on him.
Lirimaer watched Haldir. His skin and hair glistened in the morning sun. She moved a little closer to him, trying not to disturb him. She inhaled deeply. How she loved the way he smelled! It made her all warm inside. If only she could run her fingers through his hair, over his golden skin…
"What is it? What is wrong?" he asked. He had opened his eyes and caught her looking him over! "Nothing is wrong," she said, taking his hand in hers. She also leaned back and closed her eyes. She felt so relaxed, refreshed. She played with his fingers, massaging them. She started to rub his palm, then moved up his arm. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He had a small smile on his face. She turned towards him, massaging his arm with her other hand as well. She worked her way up to his shoulder. He turned his back towards her, leaning forward slightly. She massaged both shoulders, enjoying the feel of strong muscles beneath her fingers.
She continued working on his shoulders. She could feel him relaxing under her fingertips. She started to move down his back with slow deep movements. He moaned. Her heart jumped. She leaned forward to smell him again. Her hair brushed against his back, making him shiver. And then she made the grave mistake: she leaned forward, enclosing her arms about his chest, and placed a kiss on his back. Haldir leaped to his feet.
"What do you think you are doing?" he demanded. "We cannot just be friends, can we? You make it unfeasible!" He quickly got out and grabbed his clothes. He pulled his leggings on over his wet legs, not waiting to dry off. "Do you remember the way back?" Lirimaer nodded. "Good. I have to see Galadriel shortly. I will see to it that I am sent out to the borders today to end this!" He turned and disappeared down the path, leaving a bewildered Lirimaer behind.
~*~*~*~
Melamin - my love
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