Title & Chapter Number: Dream Warrior 18-21/33
Author(s): - Author's Index
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 Sűl (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 18 - The Arrival of a Friend
She quickly pulled on her gown and ran down the path, her wet hair saturating her gown. The tears poured from her eyes. What have I done? she asked herself. I have ruined everything. Now I will have him in my life no more! She felt like her heart was being ripped from her chest. She made her way back to her room, busting the door open and throwing it closed, leaning on it, siding to the floor. She put her hands over her face, crying hysterically.
"Lirimaer! What is wrong?" came a voice from the balcony. A voice she knew.
She looked up. "Vuranor!" She stood up and ran to him, arms outstretched. He took her in his arms, squeezing her tight. "What are you doing here?" she asked between sobs.
"I had to see you. I had to make sure you made it here all right. I see that things are not going very well here for you," he said. He took her hand. "Come sit with me. Tell me what is troubling you." He led her out onto the balcony and sat her down in a chair. He pulled another one over in front of her and sat down. He took both of her hands in his. It pained him to see her cry.
Lirimaer took a few deep breaths, and began her tale from when she first met Haldir till what had happened at the pool. She told him how he was the warrior in her dreams. When she had finished the tears had started again. Vuranor had a astonished look on his face. She is in love with someone else! Someone who has hurt her. Someone who will pay dearly for what he has done to her! He took her into his arms and held her until she cried no more, silently vowing to deal with the one that hurt her.
Haldir had headed back to his room when he left Lirimaer at the pool. He needed to change his wet clothes before going to see Galadriel. He felt terrible. It broke his heart when he shouted at Lirimaer. The look on her face showed that his words had hit their mark. He was right about one thing; he needed to go to the borders. They needed time apart. Their emotions ran too deep.
He was getting dressed when he heard Lirimaer's door slam shut. Then he heard muffled sobbing. What have I done! He felt so guilty. How could I have hurt her like that? I love her yet I treated her horribly. The sounds of her crying moved out to the balcony. He heard the sound of a male voice. Someone was with her. He walked over to the doorway and looked out.
Sitting in front of her holding her hands was a young male elf. He never saw him before. He was handsome, with black hair and blue eyes. His eyes would not leave Lirimaer's face. They were full of concern and love. Haldir felt envy building in him. He saw the elf reach out and brush the tears from her face. Tears that were surely caused by the way he treated her at the pool. He saw the anger building in the young elf. He couldn't watch them anymore. Watching her cry was too painful for him. He turned and left to go see Galadriel.
Galadriel was waiting for him by the bridge that tied the two trees together. He forced a smile to his face. "It's no good, Haldir. I can feel your pain." She walked over to a bench and sat down, motioning for him to sit with her. He sat down and she took his hand. "Why do you push her away from you?" she asked.
"We can never have anything between us," he said. "I am a guardian. We don't wed. We are away at the borders for long periods of time. What kind of life would that be for her?"
"What kind of life will you have without her?"
Haldir sat and thought about it. Could he ever get over her? He loved her deeply.
"But what am I to do? I can't expect her to wait months for me to show up for a few days and leave again. It would not be fair to her. She deserves better."
"And what do you deserve? Misery? Loneliness? To suffer for the rest of your days in Arda wondering what you could have had with her? Haldir, do not loose her. You will need her by your side one day. Allow yourself to love her without worry. She loves you. Have faith in your love." She smiled at him, patting his hand. "You will have to go to the border in three days. Go to her." She touched him on the cheek, looking into his eyes. "Be happy. You have great things coming in your future. Your future with Lirimaer."
Haldir stood and bowed, turned quickly and ran across the bridge, wanting his future with her to begin now. He ran up the steps and burst through Lirimaer's door. He saw her laying on the bed and quickly crossed the room to her. She was sleeping.
"Who are you?" said the male elf, coming into the room from the balcony.
"I am Haldir," he said, eying the younger elf.
"You are Haldir? So you are the one I've been waiting to meet!" Vuranor quickly drew his sword.
Haldir was not armed. "And who may you be and why have you been waiting to meet me?" he asked.
"I am Vuranor. You hurt Lirimaer whom I love. Now you will pay!" he yelled, lunging at Haldir.
Haldir quickly jumped aside. He was right. This elf was young and inexperienced. Vuranor quickly turned and came at Haldir again. Haldir moved out of his reach once more.
"Stop it!" yelled Lirimaer, swiftly moving to her feet. "What do you think you are doing, Vuranor!"
"I am defending you. He hurt you. I will make him pay!" he yelled, going after Haldir once more, making Lirimaer cry out. Haldir moved out of the way, but not quick enough this time, distracted by Lirimaer's cry. The sword made contact with his upper arm, making a small gash. Haldir's eyes blazed with anger. He marched up to Vuranor and grabbed the sword away from him in a blink of an eye. He held the point to Vuranor's throat. "You are lucky I won't run you though. I came here to ask for forgiveness from Lirimaer, not to have dealings with you." He took the sword and threw it on the table near him. "Lirimaer, can I please talk to you in private? I have some things I must to say to you."
Lirimaer's heart was still raw. "Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of my friend."
Haldir gave Vuranor an annoyed look. Then he turned his gaze upon Lirimaer. His face softened. He took her hands in his and got down on his knees. "I love you. I have been a fool. Please forgive me."
Lirimaer's heart jumped into her throat. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She could feel hot tears coming to her eyes again, but this time they were tears of joy. She fell to her knees and into his arms.
Vuranor was ready to explode. Who did Haldir think he was, playing with her emotions like this? He reached for his sword and swiftly had it against Haldir's throat.
"Vuranor, what are you doing?" Lirimaer cried in dismay. She saw the point being pressed into Haldir's flesh, drawing blood. All of a sudden the door opened. It was Alfirin.
Vuranor turned to look; it was the opportunity Haldir needed. He quickly knocked the sword from his hand, knocking Vuranor to the floor and was on him as quick as a cat. He held Vuranor down by the throat. "Why do you do this?" demanded Haldir. "Because I love Lirimaer!"
Lirimaer stood there, taken aback. Then she placed a hand on Haldir's shoulder. She reached down and released his grip from Vuranor's throat. Haldir pulled Vuranor to his feet. Lirimaer reached out and caressed Vuranor's cheek. "I love you, too," she said. "But only as a dear friend. I am sorry. You are like a brother to me. I'm sorry if I ever made it seem another way. I am in love with Haldir," she said, turning to him and taking his hand in hers. She looked at Vuranor and saw great sorrow in his eyes.
"I see I never should have come here. I just want you to be happy. I will leave for Rivendell," Vuranor said, turning towards the door.
"Wait! Please don't go away like this. You must stay for a while," Lirimaer pleaded.
"Alfirin, can you please set our friend up in my quarters. He will be staying for a while," said Haldir, bowing slightly to Vuranor. "Please join us for dinner tonight. Tomorrow I will be continuing Lirimaer's tour of Lórien. We would like it if you would join us."
Vuranor looked at Haldir with suspicion. "I will join you," he said. He bowed and followed Alfirin out of the room. Lirimaer looked at the blood coming from the wound on Haldir's neck. Then she remembered his arm as well. "Come, sit down and let me take care of your wounds." She filled a bowl with water and dipped a cloth in it and began to wash the blood his neck.
Haldir looked into her eyes. They were bright green and a little bloodshot, but beautiful. He felt guilty for making her cry. Lirimaer ripped open his shirtsleeve to expose the wound on his arm. She started to wash the wound. She could feel Haldir's eyes upon her. She ripped up a piece of cloth and bound his wound. Lirimaer looked into Haldir's eyes, smiling. He couldn't take it another second. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, his tongue seeking out hers. Their tongues met and entwined in the warm recesses of her mouth. A moan of pleasure escaped his throat. He reached out and lifted her onto his lap.
Lirimaer ran her hands up his back and sank her fingers into his golden locks. She found an ear, running her finger up its edge to the tip. She felt him shudder. They broke from the kiss and she sought out his neck, placing kisses and nibbles under his ear. She traced her tongue up the edge of his ear to its point, bringing another shudder from Haldir. "I love you, Haldir," she whispered in his ear. "More than anything in Arda and Valinor. I love you."
"I love you, too," Haldir said. "But we must stop this before we go too far. There is so much we need to learn about each other. I want you to be sure you want me. There is no going back once we have joined." He picked her up and placed her on her feet. "How about we finish our walk that I spoiled today? Get our minds on other things."
Lirimaer gave him a teasing smile. "Alright, but I do have a question. Now that you gave Vuranor your quarters to stay in, where will you be sleeping?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and nibbled on his earlobe.
"I will stay with you, melamin, if you can behave!" he said, amused. "Perhaps your friend would like to join us today for a tour? I need to get something from my room, we can ask him."
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Chapter 19 - The Dagger
Vuranor answered the door, glaring. "We came to see if you would like to join us?" Lirimaer asked, smiling at him. "Haldir has offered to show us around. Please come!" she said, holding her hand out to him. Vuranor's face softened and he took her hand.
"Let me just get what I need and then we will be on our way," Haldir said, passing Vuranor in the doorway. He walked over to a wall where he had various bows, swords and daggers hanging, reaching for a dagger with a large green teardrop shaped stone in its golden handle. He stuck it in his belt and led them towards the stairs.
Haldir led them along a path to a large clearing. "This is where the guardians train for combat." There were several elves practicing with their bows and a few were practicing with swords. Then they heard a familiar voice.
"Haldir! Have you come to challenge my brother to some swordplay?" asked Elladan, laughing. Elrohir's face turned bright red, punching his brother in the arm.
"Not today, I'm afraid," smiled Haldir. "Today I am showing Lirimaer and Vuranor around Caras Galadhon."
"Vuranor? What are you doing here?" Elladan asked.
"I came to check on Lirimaer. I was concerned about her. I wanted to make sure that she was safe."
Haldir saw that Elrohir was still steaming over his brother's teasing. He walked over to him, speaking quietly to him. Haldir clapped Elrohir on the back, the two of them smiling. Then he walked back over to Lirimaer and Vuranor, taking Lirimaer's hand in his.
"What was that about?" asked Lirimaer.
"It was nothing. Are you ready to continue?" Haldir asked. "Shall we all meet for dinner tonight?" he asked Elladan and Elrohir.
"We will see you then," responded Elrohir, smiling.
Haldir led Lirimaer and Vuranor down another path, leading to another clearing. Elladan turned to his brother. "What did he say to you?" he asked.
"He apologized!" said Elrohir. "Love has changed the arrogant elf!" They both smiled.
The next clearing was busy with workers. Here is where the metal smiths worked. Some made weapons, others made armor. "They have been very busy. Orcs have been invading our borders in greater numbers. More weapons are needed. An evil power is getting stronger in Arda," said Haldir, sadness in his voice. He felt the time of the elves in Arda was growing short.
Lirimaer noticed the change in Haldir and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. Haldir smiled at her. "I need to get some work done," Haldir said, removing the dagger from his belt. He walked over to one of the smithies and bowed, handing him his dagger. Lirimaer couldn't hear what he was saying over all the noise, but the smithy was nodding and smiling at Haldir, then they both looked at Lirimaer smiling. Haldir bowed to him again and returned to Lirimaer and Vuranor. "Come, the day is growing long. I have one more place to show you before we meet up with Elladan and Elrohir."
They walked through the woods for a while. Lirimaer heard a low rumble ahead. They came upon a large pond with a waterfall. Waterlilies were on the pond's surface in pink, yellow and white. Now and then a fish broke the surface of the water, catching water bugs. Majestic swans paddled gracefully by. Beautiful flowers grew all around the pond, attracting hummingbirds, butterflies and bees. It was paradise!
Haldir motioned over to a bench at one end of the pond. Lirimaer took both Haldir's and Vuranor's hands and walked over to the bench, sitting down between the two. No one said anything, just took in the beauty around them.
They were sitting there for a while when they heard a female voice. "Haldir!" It was Alfirin. "The Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn sent me to find you. They need to see you right away."
Haldir stood, turning to Lirimaer and Vuranor. "I am leaving her in your care, Vuranor. I will meet you both for dinner later." He bent over and gave her a kiss, lightly teasing her lip with his tongue. Then he turned and disappeared through the trees.
Alfirin turned to follow him. "Alfirin, do you have to go? Can't you stay here with us for a while?" asked Lirimaer, moving over so Alfirin could sit between the two of them.
"I guess that would be all right," she said, a little unsure. She sat down and smiled at Vuranor. He smiled back. Lirimaer smiled to herself.
They sat for a while and talked. Vuranor and Alfirin mostly, Lirimaer's thoughts were elsewhere. Why was Haldir needed so urgently? she thought. An empty feeling was in her stomach. She knew he would be leaving sooner than planned.
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Chapter 20 - An Early Departure
Lirimaer went back to her room to change for dinner. She would wear the silvery blue dress. She opened the closet and found three new gowns as well. She would have to thank Galadriel once again. Alfirin came in to help her get dressed. "Alfirin, would you like to join my friends and myself for dinner tonight?"
"You want me to join you?" she asked, shyly. She was never invited to the dining hall. She usually ate with the other servants in the kitchens.
"You can wear one of my gowns," said Lirimaer, pulling out a lovely lilac-colored gown with beautiful embroidery. It would go perfectly with her golden hair and deep blue eyes.
"I couldn't!" exclaimed Alfirin, reaching out and lightly caressing the silken material between her fingers.
"You can and you will! I will not take no for an answer. Besides, I think you will find the evening most enjoyable!" said Lirimaer, her mind working. She saw the way Alfirin looked at Vuranor. She would make sure the two were seated together tonight.
Lirimaer helped Alfirin put on her gown. She sat her down and fixed her hair and then, smiling, stood her in front of the mirror. Alfirin's mouth dropped open. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"What is wrong? Don't you like the gown?" asked Lirimaer.
Alfirin turned to Lirimaer. "Oh yes! Thank you!" she said, and gave her a hug.
"You are so welcome! Now dry your eyes!" she said, smiling. Lirimaer quickly got dressed and Alfirin helped her with her hair. They looked each other over one last time and went out the door.
They stopped at Vuranor's door and knocked. He opened the door and froze, gazing long at the two beauties in front of him. He looked at Alfirin, smiling.
"Have you seen Haldir?" asked Lirimaer. Vuranor shook his head. Could he still be Galadriel?
"I'm sure he'll be back soon," said Vuranor. "Let me escort you both," he said, holding out his arms for them to take. They were the first to arrive of their party. A short time later, Elladan and Elrohir arrived, solemn looks on their faces. "We just saw Haldir. He will be here shortly," Elladan said.
Everyone was chatting and having a good time. Lirimaer kept glancing at the vacant seat next to her. The empty feeling in her stomach was back. She wasn't hungry. She looked across the table at Elladan, catching his eye. He gave her an sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry that I'm late," said Haldir, sitting next to Lirimaer. He reached under her chin, lifting her face, and kissed her. A feeling of warmth radiated over her.
"What is going on?" asked Lirimaer. She could see that something weighty was on his mind.
"I will discuss it with you later. Right now, enjoy yourself," he said, forcing a smile on his face.
"You are leaving tomorrow, aren't you?" she said. Haldir just looked at her and nodded. "But you have three more days left!"
"I am needed out at the borders now. A large group of orcs invaded last night. They killed a few guardians and many were wounded. Fresh troops are heading out tomorrow. I have to go with them."
Lirimaer stood up. "Please excuse me. I have to, to….." she turned and quickly left, leaving everyone looking after her. "Excuse me!" said Haldir, and turned in pursuit. He ran across the bridge after her. She was heading back to her room. "Lirimaer! Please wait!" he called after her. He followed her into her room, finally catching her in his arms. He turned her around. Tears were running down her face. He clasped her tightly to his chest. "I am sorry. I do not want to leave. I must go. It is my duty." He lifted up her chin and kissed her.
"I know you have to leave. It still hurts," she said, trying to smile. She realized it must have been killing him as well.
"This is why I don't want to hurry things with you," he said, wiping the tears from her cheeks. "This is the way my life is. I want you to be sure this is the sort of life you wouldn't mind living."
"I have no life without you!" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck, the tears starting again. "If I can only have you once in a while, then that is what I'll have to live with. Having you with me sometimes is better than never at all." He gently lifted her face and kissed her, parting her lips with his tongue. Lirimaer quickly responded with a deep moan, clutching hard against him. She never wanted it to end. She wanted to hold him in her arms forever. He will not be gone for long, she kept telling herself, but the tears would not stop.
Haldir felt her desperation. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and sat down beside her, removing his boots. Then he lay down beside her, taking her into his arms. He held her tight, burying his face in her hair. Her sweet scent was intoxicating.
Lirimaer put her head against his chest, listening to the sound of his breathing and his heart beating. She loved the feeling of his arms around her, strong and secure. The thought of him gone for long periods of time was inconceivable to her. How would she survive without being held in his arms, and him in hers? She cried herself into a troubled sleep. No! He's falling! Falling into my arms. His head falls back; his eyes are empty and unseeing. I'm too late! You can't die! I love you! I cannot live without you! Please! It was dark when she awoke with a jerk. Where is Haldir?
Haldir went to his room to get his pack and weapons after Lirimaer fell asleep. Vuranor walked in, Alfirin was with him as well. They were laughing until they saw Haldir. "How is she?" asked Vuranor.
"She is sleeping now," Haldir said. "But she is distressed. I am needed out at the borders and must leave at first light. Will you stay here, Vuranor? She needs a friend. Two is even better," he said, smiling at Alfirin. "I should be back in a little over a week's time." Vuranor saw the pain in Haldir's eyes. He could see now that Haldir's love for Lirimaer was true. "I will stay. Besides, I'm not in a hurry to go back to Rivendell any time soon," he said, smiling at Alfirin, making her blush.
"Thank you, mellonamin. I will leave you now," he said, bowing and left the room. He went back to Lirimaer's room. She was not in bed. Then he heard a noise coming from the balcony. He crossed the room to find her sitting in a chair, looking out into the night sky. "Melamin, what are you doing up?"
"Bad dreams," she said, standing and wrapping her arms around him. His body was warm against the cool night air.
"Tell me about your dreams," he said. "Elladan said you needed to speak to Galadriel about them, to see if she can help you with them. Let me try to help you," he said, kissing her on the top of her head.
How can I tell him that I dream of him dying? What would he think? "I don't want to trouble you with my troubles. Not tonight." She reached up and ran her hand through his hair, feeling the silken strands run through her fingers. She kissed him on the neck, then moved up to his ear with her tongue and bit him on the earlobe. A moan escaped from deep within him. She took a step back from him and untied the laces on the front of her gown. The silken material slid off of her body and fell to the floor. The night air made gooseflesh on her skin. Lirimaer felt like her insides were fluttering. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She began to pull Haldir's tunic up. He quickly grabbed her wrists.
"Are you sure you are ready to do this?" he asked. "If you are not, I can wait. I do not want to rush you. This will mean that you are mine and I am yours forever…"
Before he could say anything more, her mouth was upon his, tracing his lip with her tongue until he opened his mouth, releasing her wrists. Her hands slid up under his tunic, feeling the smooth muscle underneath. She found a nipple, caressing it, until it tightened under her fingers. Then she did the same to the other one.
Another moan escaped from Haldir. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, setting her down upon it. He quickly removed his tunic, boots and leggings and lay down beside her, taking her into his arms.
Lirimaer kissed him on the neck, working her way down to his chest. She flicked her tongue over a taut nipple. She gave it a small bite, making him jump. She moved her hand over his chest, feeling the strong muscles, down over his muscular stomach. She found his navel, drawing circles around it with a delicate fingertip. She continued down until she found his hardening flesh. Her fingers encircled him, running down the length of his shaft, making him groan in response to her movements. She gave him a deep kiss, their tongues battling in their mouths.
His breathing quickened. Her hands were smoldering on his flesh as she stroked him. He reached and cupped her breast, the nipple tightening with his touch. She continued stroking him, ever-increasing her pace, making him rock hard.
"You must stop!" he said, his breathing ragged. "You will push me over the edge if you continue." He rolled over to explore her body. He slid his hand down her stomach, taking in the feel of her smooth, silky skin. He flicked his tongue over a taunt nipple, taking it into his mouth, drawing a quiver and a moan of pleasure. His hand continued roaming down her stomach to her thighs, lightly caressing her skin, giving her chills. His hand went between her thighs, he parted her with his fingers, inserting a single finger into her velvety wetness. She cried out, her hips rising to meet his touches. He found the tiny jewel inside her, caressing it with his finger, feeling it harden.
Lirimaer moaned deeply. He was bringing out new sensations in her, a deep smoldering feeling that radiated out from her most responsive spot, mounting in intensity. She was feeling a intense need, the need to feel him inside her. "Please," she begged. She looked into his eyes, pleading.
He rolled over between her legs, spreading them to let him in. He laid down on her kissing her deeply, reaching down to guide himself into her. He slowly pressed his way into her, feeling her tightness around him. She gasped, closing her eyes, sinking her fingers into his back, her hips rising to take him in. He pulled himself up onto his hands to look down at her, to look into her eyes.
"Open your eyes, Lirimaer." He slowly pulled out of her and thrust into her again, her eyes glassy with lust. He smiled at her. He took her hand, pushing it down between them. He guided one of her fingers into her, finding her receptive spot. "I want to see you pleasure yourself."
She did as he wanted, the blazing intensity returning, more intense due to his thrusts. She reached up with her other hand, pulling him down on her, in want for his mouth. They kissed deeply, their tongues wild in their mouths. She found an ear, sucking and licking her way to the tip, bringing a deep moan from Haldir. He drove harder into her, then rolled over onto his back bringing her with him. She straddled him, moving her hips, grinding into him, taking him deeper into her. He took in the splendor of her body, glistening with sweat, as she moved on him. The extreme feeling of pleasure between her legs grew and grew until it finally blossomed, spreading throughout her body, making her shudder and cry out. Haldir felt her release deep within her, pulsing around him, bringing him over the edge. He groaned, thrusting a final time into her. He pulled her down into his arms, kissing her. "A'maelamin," he whispered in her ear, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "My wife, a'melisse."
She looked into his eyes, smiling. "My husband, a'melindo." 3 She put her head down on his chest. They fell asleep in each other's arms.
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The next morning Lirimaer woke up to find Haldir dressing. The dreaded day had arrived. She had to be strong. "Good morning, my husband," she said, putting on a forced smile. "Did you sleep well?"
"Very little, my wife!" he said, teasing. He sat down on the bed next to her and touched her cheek. She leaned into his hand. He could see she was struggling to hold back the tears. "I will be back before you know it. Vuranor and Alfirin will keep you company." Then he smiled and added, "By the way, did you have something to do with those two? I saw them last night. They seemed to be quite a pair!"
Lirimaer smiled. "I am so happy they are getting along. I'm sure they will be good company while you are away. I also have Elladan and Elrohir for company. I don't want you to worry about me," she said, taking hold of his hands, "I will be fine."
Haldir took her in his arms and kissed her, a slow passionate kiss. "I want you to stay in bed. Try to get some rest." He got up and walked over to his pack and weapons, gathering everything together. He turned to her. "And don't worry about me. I, too, will be all right. I love you, Lirimaer," and turned and was out the door.
She sat there for a minute, everything sinking in. Haldir! She jumped to her feet, grabbing a robe and ran out onto the balcony. She looked to the ground. There were about thirty guards waiting at the bottom of the stairs. They all came to attention when Haldir arrived. They started down the path that would lead them to the eastern border when Haldir looked up. Lirimaer's heart melted. My fearless Captain! I love you, Haldir! she whispered to him, smiling, her tears imminent. He bowed to her, smiled and followed his troops.
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A'maelamin - my beloved
A'melisse - my lover (female)
A'melindo - my lover (male)~*~*~*~
Chapter 21 - Galadriel's Mirror
Lirimaer knew she wouldn't be able to sleep anymore, so she washed and got dressed. She decided to see what Vuranor was up to for the day. Just as she opened her door, she caught a glance of Alfirin entering his room. Leave them alone! she said, grinning to herself. She was about to close her door when she heard a voice.
"Good morning, Lirimaer."
It was Galadriel. Lirimaer was still a bit apprehensive in Galadriel's presence. "Good morning, My Lady," she said, bowing.
"I have come to talk with you, if you are not busy," she said, taking Lirimaer's hand, feeling her unease. She looked deep into Lirimaer's eyes and smiled. "I see you and our Captain of the Guard have joined. This is most wonderful."
Lirimaer smiled, blushing. "Would you like to come in?" she asked.
"I would like to take you somewhere special. A place that I think might assist you to understand your dream. Tell me about your dream while we walk."
Galadriel led her down the stairs. Lirimaer described the events of her dream to her, and also told Galadriel how the wounds began to show on her body and how she felt his pain. They walked a short distance to a set of stairs going down into a small garden. There was a carved rock pedestal in the center of the garden with a large shallow metal pan on it. Galadriel walked over to a small pool in the roots of a tree and filled a tall silver pitcher. She walked to the pedestal and slowly poured the water into the pan. "Will you look into the mirror?" she asked. "Here you will see what was, what is and what has not yet come to pass."
Lirimaer slowly approached the pedestal. She had heard about Galadriel's mirror and was fearful of what she would see.
Galadriel felt her apprehension. "Do not fear the mirror, for they are only visions. It cannot harm you."
Lirimaer looked into the water. At first she saw nothing. Then the water rippled, like a drop of water broke the surface. She saw herself with Elladan and Elrohir, being chased by the wargs and orcs, getting hit with the arrow and going into the river. Then there was another ripple. She saw herself being pulled from the river and being carried away by Haldir. Then another ripple. Haldir was holding her on his lap, kissing her. She was wearing his cloths. I remember that night! she thought to herself. The next vision was their night together, last night, which made her blush again. Then the mirror went black.
New images appeared. She saw an militia of elves marching to a fortress. Haldir was leading the company. She did not recognize this but she felt gooseflesh rise up on her skin. Then she saw Haldir, bow and arrow in hand, ready to shoot on top of a wall, in golden armor and a red cloak. Her stomach knotted up. She saw him calling to his troops when a blade slashed his arm, then another came down on his back. She saw his lifeless eyes….
She pulled herself away from the mirror, a shriek almost escaping her. Galadriel was watching her. "I know what it is you saw, for I have also seen it. You can put an end to what you have seen if you know what it is you must do. I think you know what you need to do."
"I must be there and protect him," Lirimaer said. But how?
"The time to save him from harm is coming soon. He will lead Lórien's troops to help protect the future of Men. He must go. I believe the cause for your dreams is your soul was searching for his, for your souls were bound to be together since the beginning of time. The dreams were to show you whom to look for, the marks to show you what will happen if you fail to save him. Seek out Elladan and Elrohir to help you when the time comes. Vuranor will be there for you as well. They will show you how to protect Haldir," she said, smiling.
"Come, break fast with me and ease your heart for a while."
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