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With the Fellowship	By : Sighs4l Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Het - Male/Female Views: 1848 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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10. Peace in Lothlorien

The
travelers moved quickly, still feeling the loss of Gandalf but also afraid that
at any moment they would hear the orcs following them. But nothing pursued them and they finally slowed
to a walk after entering the woods of Lothlorien.
�Stay
close, young hobbits,� said Gimli. The
Countess overheard him warning the hobbits about the danger of these woods and
wondered that Aragorn would lead them into more danger. She could feel the presence of others in the
forest but could catch no sight of them.
�Well,
here�s one dwarf she won�t ensnare so easily,� Gimli snarled. �I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a
fox.� His perception of danger was
correct even if his self-assessment was not, thought the Countess, as out of
nowhere, elves surrounded them, their white arrows drawn and pointed at
them. She saw that Legolas had an arrow
his bow; �he only has three arrows left� she thought and had to smile. Though she had arrows pointed at her too, she
felt no fear; she was weaponless but not powerless.
�The
dwarf breathes so loud we could have shot him in the dark� said an elf
approaching them. Gimli only growled at
him.
Legolas
lowered his bow and placed his arrow back into his quiver and the arrows aimed
at them were lowered. The elf that had
addressed them considered them for a few moments, then turned and walked into
the woods; it was obvious that the travelers were to follow him and they did,
traveling in silence into the evening.
After leading them up stairs to a platform high in the trees, he finally
spoke, addressing Legolas first.
�Welcome
Legolas, son of Thranduil� said the elf.
�Our
Fellowship stands in your debt, Haldir of Lorien� said Legolas.
�Aragorn
of the Dunedain, you are known to us,� continued Haldir.
�Haldir,� said Aragorn, with a slight bow.
�So
much for the legendary courtesy of the elves,� interrupted Gimli. �Speak words we can all understand!�
�We
have not had dealings with the dwarves since the Dark Days,� Haldir said looking down at the Dwarf.
�And
do you know what this dwarf says to that?� and spoke to Haldir
in his language.
The
Countess sighed and shook her head; �Stiff-necked Dwarf, to make enemies
needlessly,� she thought. Gimli�s manner made his insult plain enough, even to those
who did not understand. Aragorn brought
his hand down sharply on Gimli�s shoulder and said to him �That was not so
courteous,� and nodded to Haldir in apology.
Haldir walked among them, observing each of the members in
the Company, keeping his sharpest eye for Frodo. �You bring great evil with you,� he
said. Then, to Aragorn - �You can go no
further.�
Aragorn
followed him, engaging him in a conversation of heated whispers. All the others stayed close and alert, not
contributing. The Countess looked over
at Frodo and felt sorry for him. Long
accustomed to receiving the closest scrutiny in any group in which she
traveled, she had been surprised that it was not her, not this time.
Aragorn�s
pleas were successful for at last, Haldir turned from him, walked over to Frodo
and said �You will follow me.�
They
walked the rest of that night and into the day.
Haldir stopped them at the top of a ridge and
announced �Caras Galadhon, the heart of Elvendom on
earth; there dwells the Lord Celeborn and of Galadriel, Lady of Light.�
They
walked down the hill and into the wood that became so different. The Countess knew it was still day but in
these woods, though it was dark enough, it was nothing like Mirkwood; there was
light everywhere. Haldir
led them on through the woods and then up a tree, stairs circling on it up as
far as she could see. They went up the
stairs to a platform, where Haldir stopped them.
Suddenly
the Countess grabbed Legolas�s hand.
�Orenin?� he looked at her. She
said nothing to him, only looked up the stairs.
With her other hand, she pulled her hood up to cover herself, and
tightened her grip on his hand, holding it as though she would never let
go. He didn�t understand. �It is Lord Celeborn and the Lady Galadriel,�
he told her, wonder on his face as he looked up the stairway. �What is wrong, Orenin?� A light enveloped them all. He watched Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel,
both of them tall, grave and beautiful, come down the staircase. The light on them slowly faded but Orenin did
not put her hood down.
Lord
Celeborn spoke. �The Enemy knows you
have entered here. What hope you had in
secrecy is now gone. Eight there are
here yet nine there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me; where is Gandalf, for I much desire
to speak with him. I can no longer see
him from afar.�
�He
has fallen into shadow,� Galadriel said, infinite sadness in her eyes.
�He
was taken by both Shadow and Flame, a Balrog of
Morgoth, for we went needlessly into the net of Moria.� said Legolas.
�Needless
were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life,� chided the Lady. �We do not yet know his full purpose.�
Gimli
had taken Legolas� words hard; he couldn�t look up, feeling sorrow and
guilt.
She
looked at Gimli with compassion. �Do not
let the great emptiness of Khazad-Dum fill your
heart, Gimli son of Gloin. For the world
has grown full of peril and in all lands, love is now mingled with grief.�
�What
now becomes of this Fellowship?� asked Celeborn. �Without Gandalf, hope is lost.�
Galadriel
spoke sternly. �The Quest stands upon
the edge of a knife. Stray but a little
and it will fail to the ruin of all.�
Her manner then softened. �Yet
hope remains, while the Company is true.
Do not let your hearts be troubled.
Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep in peace.�
Haldir
escorted the travelers back down to ground level where places for their rest
had been prepared for them and food and drink was provided to them.
The
Countess left the others to their eating and drinking and sat away from them,
her back against a tree, not raising her eyes from the ground. Legolas came over to her; she had said
nothing for some time. Legolas looked
down at her, puzzled. She reached up to
him with her hand and he held it. �Love,
we are safe. No harm will come to us
here.� Before he could say anything else
to reassure her, Haldir came up to them and whispered
to Legolas. He looked at the Countess
and said �I am summoned. I will return
shortly, Love. You will stay here?�
She
nodded but did not release his hand.
�Orenin, I will come back to you.�
She nodded again but he had to pull his hand from hers to follow Haldir.
She
closed her eyes again to hide while the others made their beds ready and
listened to the ethereal singing. She
opened them and raised her head; Legolas had returned. �That�s beautiful,� she said to Legolas. �What is it?�
�A
lament for Gandalf,� said Legolas.
�What
do they say about him?� asked Merry.
�I
have not the heart to tell you� said Legolas softly, turning to Merry. �For me the grief is still too near.�

He
walked over to Orenin, knelt by her and set the pitcher he�d been given on the
ground. He emptied the water goblet she
had next to her; she was still holding herself very still. �Orenin. Love. You do not need to be afraid.� He reached over to her, pushed back the hood
of her cloak and stroked her hair and looked into her brown eyes that he loved
so much.
She
smiled weakly at him and took his hand.
�I am not afraid, Legolas.� She
sighed. �This place is so full of beauty
and grace.� She lowered her head and
even he could hardly hear her next words.
�I am ashamed.�
His
heart broke for her that she could be in this place of beauty and grace and to
feel nothing but shame at herself. He
filled the goblet with the contents of the pitcher and handed it to her.
She
took it, looked into it and then at Legolas, her eyes widening in surprise and
alarm. �Legolas��
�No,
not mine,� he smiled. �From
the Lady of Light. From Galadriel.�
Later,
for a while at peace, they rested.
Legolas lay on his back with Orenin curled next to him, her hand over
his heart. She gave several heavy sighs;
she never wept - this was as close to weeping as she ever did. But her fear and sadness faded; she was what
she was and, with Legolas near, she could not be unhappy long.
He
pulled her even closer and began singing softly for her. It took a long time but finally she slept.
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