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Arlothiyenne: A Tale of Destiny	By : phatangelbaby Category: +Third Age > Het - Male/Female Views: 2421 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: Arlothiyenne, niece to Celeborn and Galadriel, is a child of destiny. A Child given great powers and a task of the Valar, brought before The Lord and Lady of Lorien for training and for protection. Born to two parents, both having powers of their own, she is adopted by the Lord and Lady to hide her true blood line. After a two hundred year absence, she returns to do what her destiny requires and full fills it. Finding her love with the March Warden.

Prelude Chapter Two: Child of Destiny

A Glimpse into childhood, Adoption and Lost....

Haldir.....

Haldir held the little elfling tight. She giggled and pulled his hair and even learned his name, the only sound she would make when trying to say it was “Deer!” Which caused him to chuckle many times. The beauty of this child struck him, the light in her brighter than any others he had ever seen. Seeing the child had perked up and was in way ready for sleep, he took the long way around to Alasse's talan. As he walked with her he sang to her, trying to lull her to sleep with his fine, deep baritone voice. Once she settled her little dark-haired head to his shoulder, he realized she was getting tired.

Holding this little delight, made his soul sing. A child was truly a gift of the valar, and in his heart it made him think on why he had never settled down and had some of his own. With his occupation it was close to impossible, but still he held on to the hope of one day maybe he would.

Little Arlothiyenne had touched the deep recesses of his soul. Somehow, though she was so small, he knew she would grow to mean more to him. When the Lady told him he was to be her guardian, it made his heart glad and he accepted it without thought. This little girl, meant a lot to all, this he knew, but how much he would not know until later.

She settled closer to his neck, her left thumb in her mouth, her little dark brown eyes, which he noticed had specks of auburn in them, began drifting closer and closer to close. He shushed her and rubbed his warrior calloused hands up and down her tiny back. She was content there in his arms. His heart swelled in pride knowing that he would be the one to protect her. He loved this little sweet thing in his arms.

He made it to Alasse's talan. His arms full, he took his foot and tapped on it. The Elleth answered the door, her hair braided and hanging on one shoulder, her in her night robe, smiled.

“Mae govanen, March warden. What have you brought to my door this evening?” she said smiling broadly.

“This is the Lord and Lady's niece, daughter of Shelowyn and Maeolari. I believe the Lady sent word of her arrival?” he said in a whisper, not wanting to wake the child.

“Aye, I was teasing. Hand her to me.” she said matching his whisper. “My son's old bed is readied. It was a good thing I saved it all these years. My husband and I will be glad to hear the laughter of a little one around again.”

Haldir hesitated letting the baby go, but thought it best. As he passed the child off to her Nurse, she stirred and whined out, 'no. deer!' Haldir rubbed her little back again. “Now little one, deer will come back tomorrow and get you, you must sleep.” he told her. The child did not want to hear it. As soon as Alasse had her in her arms, the baby turned and reached out for Haldir.

Alasse giggled, “It seems, Marchwarden, you have one this little one's heart.”

“Seems so. Here I will tuck her in, where is the nursery?' he said as little Arlothiyenne stuck her thumb back in her mouth and her eyes drifted close.

Laying her in the small bed, Haldir covered her up and made sure she was asleep before he left her side. For moment, all the cares in the world, the growing shadow and all the things bad in the world ceased. Her face aglow with a serene ethereal look, made all things seem at peace. Standing he left her nursery and closed the door behind him.

Alasse stood in the seating area waiting for him.

“She is a beauty is she not?” The elleth said smiling at him.

“Yes, certainly she is. So long has it been since an elfling was among us. I believe the Lord and Lady will want to spend the day with her. I will come by in the morning and fetch her. Should you need anything, please do not hesitate to call. I will be happy to help you. Her parents will be at the next talan up and mine is not far below yours.” he said walking to the door.

“I will let you know. But I must ask for you have not told me. What is her name?' Alasse asked.

“Arlothiyenne.” he said sighing. He listened for a moment to make sure she had not awakened. Satisfied, he opened the door and bid Alasse good night.

A Glimpse....10 years later....

Now twelve years old, and her begetting day fast approaching, Arlothiyenne had become accustomed to her life in Lorien. Being quite a handful to all those she was around, her rambunctious personality, made her a delight to all. Since her arrival at aged two, she had become the greatest friends with her, as she called them, her sworn brother's eyes.

Haldir had even during this time had become quite fond of her, his personality and his whole being relaxed. He found many times while on the borders, that he missed the little girl fiercely. She had become a big part of his life and the life of his brothers, and often they would write her letters asking how she was. Rumil only using pictures to convey to her how he felt. When asked why, he would just simply say, she is still young and only understand it with pictures. But Haldir and Orophin would laugh at him.

Many times, Elrond and Gandalf the Grey would come to visit and teach the child about her powers. Though none of great strength came out, she was still taught lessons on them. Most times she spent in the Lord's libraries studying on elves and of all of Middle earth, her knowledge of the subjects even a wonder cause at her age most elflings knew very little. But Arlo seemed to already born with the knowledge of the ways of elves and the customs. Galadriel and Celeborn regarded her from the day after her arrival until now as her being their daughter and announced that she was to be adopted by them on her twelfth birthday.

Haldir and both his brothers took on the task of teaching her some weapons skills, which she said, was boring, but did them anyway. She was her happiest being with them, especially Haldir. His affection of the little girl, became the stuff legends are made of, and was no wonder, for she had touched his heart.

Haldir would look forward to coming home from his tours on the border, always bringing her a bundle of Lavender flowers that grew in one of the many glades just outside the city gates. He had a love for the little blossoms and so did she.

This day in particular, after being absent for nearly three weeks. The three Lorien brothers were greeted by an over excited and particularly happy little girl. Haldir with a handful of the Lavender flowers bent to one knee awaiting her embrace.

“Haldeer! Ru! Phin! You are home!” she yelled as she ran to them. All three being near each were all plowed over, making a pile of very tall, silver blond-haired warriors on the ground. Weapons carelessly scattered over the forest floor and all four of them chuckling heartily at the eagerness of their return. After a moment, the little sprite had kissed each on their cheeks and hugged them all tight. But somehow, Rumil and Orophin left the pile first and were standing and brushing off leaves from their tunics and leggings. But Haldir stayed where he was plowed over, cause she was sitting on his lap.

“I take it we were missed?” Orophin laughed out loud. She smiled up at him and giggled..yes.

"If only the fine elleths of age greeted us so openly, we would all be betrothed!" Rumil stated as he bent to began picking up discarded weapons. He rubbed his hand in her hair. “How you been, little one?” he asked.

“Fine, but bored with you all gone.” she replied as she wrapped her little arms about Haldir's neck.

Haldir wrapped his strong arms about her tiny waist and hugged her tighter to him. “Have you missed us that badly?Or did you just want to knock us down?” he teased looking at her. Seeing a couple of twigs in her long hair, he reached up and brushed his fingers through to remove them.

“Of course I missed you, you silly elves. I have been bored lately. How was the borders?” she questioned as she stood and smoothed out her pretty pale blue gown.

Haldir stood and helped brush the leaves off the back of her dress and then bent to gather up his weapons. “They were uneventful this time.” he replied picking up the dropped bouquet of Lavender flowers. He held them out for her to take, and reveled in how she took them and held them daintily to her nose to smell.

“Good.” she said smiling up at Haldir.

Orophin stopped and bent down in front of her. Looking her from head to toe he smiled. “Arlo, I do believe you get prettier every time we come back.” he kissed her little cheek.

Rumil came to her side, and looked at her appraising her as well. “You know brother, I believe you are right. She is budding into a beautiful fine flower.” he said bending to hug her.

Haldir sat there a moment looking at the little girl, they were right. She was budding and blossoming beautifully. He smiled, “Yes she is. Arlo, that gown is beautiful on you, did your aunt have that made for you?”

“Yes, and there is another being made and will be done tomorrow.” she smiled and then her eyes grew wide with excitement, “Tomorrow is my begetting day, and aunt Galadriel and Uncle Celeborn are throwing me a huge feast with music, dancing and all the cake I can eat! You all have to dance with me. I cannot wait. Sometime soon, there is also a special ceremony for me. A blood adoption they called it, what ever that is.”

Haldir smiled and looked at his brothers. “Yes we know of the ceremony, but you need not to worry of it, you will be fine. The begetting feast we will dance with you, sweetling. We would not miss a dance for the world. Now you go with Ru and Phin, while I go and meet with Lord Celeborn, perhaps later we will all get to go do something together. A horse ride perhaps?' Haldir said hugging her one last time.

Rumil and Orophin each held out a hand and left with her. Haldir watched them go, and smiled one last time at the three. Just as he turned to leave he felt two little arms wrap around his leg. Stunned he looked down at her and removed her arms from his leg. Bending down he hugged her one more time. “I will see you in a bit, little one. Go now, maybe you three can find some honey cakes.”

She pulled out of his embrace and looked at him. “Haldeer, I missed you most of all.” she said in a whisper. The look on her face melted his heart.

He whispered back. “I know. I missed you too.” he admitted and kissed her little forehead.

She smiled and ran back to the waiting hands of Orophin and Rumil. Haldir turned and walked up the winding stairs to his Lord's personal study to make his report.

Haldir made it to the Lord's study. He knocked and waited to invited in.

From within, he heard the booming voice of his Lord, “Enter, Haldir.” Haldir entered the massive room and shut the door behind him, he then turned and bowed. Celeborn who was standing by the bay window made his way behind his large oversized desk. “Haldir, it is good to see you my friend. How was your journey?" he asked closing an open book in front of him.

“Went well. It is good to be back in the city once more. The borders are well, my lord," Haldir told him.

Celeborn stood at his desk and eyed Haldir with an arched brow. "I just watched your display on the forest floor. What do you think of my future adopted daughter?" he asked coming around to the front of the desk and sitting on the edge.

"She is blossoming into a beautiful young elleth. Rambunctious and full of energy. She is a delight to be around. My bothers and I adore her." Haldir replied with a smile.

Haldir watched his lord's face overshadow at that moment and sadness filled the room. The tone of his voice told of this sadness, "Haldir, her time here in Lothlorien will end in three days. After the adoption she will go on with Shelowyn and Maeolari. She knows, but will not speak on it. I feel that deep down she is grieving about leaving. She loves it here. Galadriel and I know that she must go, because her destiny requires her to learn from her travels, but still it pains us. We need to make her last days here, as pain-free as possible.”

Haldir concerned aske," My Lord, must she go? I mean she is so young and needs stability in her life. Here she has that. Not to mention the protection she needs. What is it that she has to learn?"

"I hate to see her go, but the knowledge she will gain in travel, will be a great asset for what she has to do. As for the knowledge, it will range from different people, to customs, to languages. The Valar only knows what it is she must learn. Galadriel assured me that she will return in time. Just when, I do not know.” Celeborn left the front of the desk and made it to the chair behind it.

Haldir neared the desk to face Celeborn. In his heart, Haldir was already grieving the loss of her presence, but knew that destiny could not be hindered. He had to trust that she would come back. He had an urge to want to go along, protect her, but knew it was out of the question. "When is the adoption ceremony going to take place?" he inquired changing the subject.

“At sundown, her parents talan. You and your brothers, we feel, need to be there, for support and comfort. It will be frightening for her to say the least. No one is to know of the adoption but your brothers, you, Galadriel, myself and both her parents. Of course, Lord Elrond and Gandalf knows, word was sent.” Celeborn told him.

"I understand, my lord, we will be there. She knows about the ceremony, but still cannot understand what it is. Has it been explained to her?" Haldir asked

"Yes a while ago, but she has not expressed any questions about it.” Celeborn replied, he turned his chair away slightly then looked up at Haldir, “I will speak with you later. You are dismissed" Celeborn concluded.

Haldir bowed and pressed his hand to his heart in respect and turned and left the room. He decided to bathe and then take Arlo on that ride he promised, hopefully he could offer her guidance while doing so.

Many hours had past and the sun was sinking down, as the three brothers made their way to the appointed place of the adoption. They arrived just as the Lady and Lord entered the talan and followed behind them. Inside the talan, in the middle of the sitting room, an oak table stood, upon it a silver bowl engraved with vines and ivy sat. Beside it, a silver bladed dagger with pearl handle. Shelowyn and Maeolari stood there, Arlothiyenne in front of them, fear in her eyes. She had cried, Haldir could tell. She looked up as The lord and Lady came into the room. Normally, when she saw Haldir and his brothers, her eyes lit up with joy, but that night, her eyes had no sparkle in them. Haldir looked at her, nodded and smiled to assure her that all was well, but she looked away from him.

Shelowyn and Maeolari acknowledged the five of them with nods and motioned for them to come in. The Lord and Lady took their place on the opposite side of the table and immediately began the ceremony. Celeborn reached into his robe and pulled out a silver box, small enough to house a necklace or ring. He stepped to the opposite side of the table and knelt in front of Arlo.

Arlo looked into the eyes of her uncle, was handing her the small box. His voice came out smooth and calming. “Arlothiyenne, you know that myself and your Aunt love you very much. You are a special little girl with great things set before you in your path of life. It is your parent's wish, that Galadriel and I adopt you so that your parentage is stronger and more lasting. Will you accept this medallion as our gift to you and the acceptance of your aunt and I as your parents as well?”

Arlo looked at him, then to Galadriel, and back to her parents. She shook her little head, and hesitated. Haldir looked to the Lord and Lady and then to Arlo's parents. Tears welled up in all the eyes, including his own at such a sight.Celeborn and Galadriel looked to Shelowyn who was teary eyed and simply nodded. Maeolari looked away pained to have this done but insisted quietly that Arlo answer Celeborn. She looked at the brothers took a ragged breath and gained courage. She turned to Celeborn and Galadriel and answered," Yes I accept you as my parents."

With that Galadriel picked up the dagger and sliced it across her palm and let blood flow into the bowl. Celeborn returned to his lady wife's side and did the same. They handed the dagger to Shelowyn who took Arlothiyenne's little hand and sliced her palm. Galadriel gently took her hand and dipped it into the bowl.

Arlothiyenne gasped as she felt a wave of power surge through her body and felt her body shake. She blinked several times as her heart fluttered and a wave of dizziness hit her hard. Haldir seeing what was about to happen, made his way to the little girl's side to be there for her if she was to faint. Arlo looked up at him, knowing he was there and then fainted. Haldir picked up the girl and held her close.

Alarm hit everyone, for no one expected this fully. Galadriel was the only one not affected by it and spoke up, “Fear not, this is normal. Haldir take her and tuck her into bed. This night she has to be watched over. By tomorrow she will have transitioned and as if nothing happened.”

Haldir turned and made his way into her bed chamber, placing her on the bed, he smoothed her hair behind her ear, and covered her with the coverlet. She slept through the night with her parents and a very worried Marchwarden in the next room.

The next morning found the little girl, awakened and refreshed. Her transformation complete, but major. Though she took on some of Galadriel and Celeborn's feature, she remained mostly the same. It was now her begetting day and the city became a hustle and bustle of activity. The party last well into the night and ended with a completely spent Arlo asleep in her bed. Her stomach full of cake and iced cream.

Though such a wonder of the evening before still was fresh, her joy in it was short-lived. The morning for her leaving Lorien was here. Tears formed as she gathered her things and made her way to the forest floor.

Awaiting her was Haldir, who was smiling, but you could see the sadness behind his eyes, his brothers, and of course her new nana and ada. After kissing each one present, saving Haldir for last, she went to him. He hugged and kissed her forehead. Pouting she stuck out her bottom lip, which she always did to him to get her way, she told him, “Can I not stay here with you?'

He nodded, “No little one you cannot. But know that I will be here waiting on you when you return. I will miss you my little sweetling and think of you often. The next time I see you will be all grown and very beautiful.”

She looked at him a moment, then threw herself into his arms tighter. “I love you, my guardian. I will miss you.” she whimpered.

Haldir smiled and hugged her tight. He stood lifting her with him and placed her on her horse. “I will miss you too. This is not goodbye, but a farewell until next time.” he said smiling up at her.

She lifted her chin, trying to look brave. In trying to sound adult, she said, “Alright Marchwarden, until next time.”

With that, Shelowyn and Maeolari gave the call to the small band of elves traveling with them to move out. Arlo looked back as they left the woods. Haldir felt lost.

For many weeks, no one heard anything from the traveling party. Hadir and his brothers returned to the borders hoping to bring back normalcy, but it was not happening. Haldir envied everyone else, for they moved on, but his heart was broke. He did not realize just how much he missed Arlo.

Weeks grew into months, and all wondered how Arlo and her parents were. No word. The lady Haldir felt would have known something, but she always was vague in her answers. One day, having just returned from the Northern borders, Haldir stood in the Main hall giving his report.

A courier came through the door with great urgency. The three stood there, fear gripping at least two, while the other just simply bowed her head.

“I have grave news, my lord. A courier from Rohan has traveled a great distance with sad news. He is outside as we speak.” the courier said.

“Bring him in. Quickly!” Celeborn said alarmed. The man walked through the doors, his expression flat and unfeeling. He had traveled many days and nights to get there. He bowed to the Lord and Lady then nodded to Haldir.

Haldir was numb as the man spoke. “I have sorrowful news, my lord, my lady. It is our understanding a party left from these borders a couple of months ago, making its way south then to pass through the Gap of Rohan. Two weeks ago, that same party was not far from out city of Edoras. There was an attack upon them.”

Haldir's heart quickened and he intently listened. Celeborn paled and stared at the man. Galadriel, though sad, looked at the man. “None survived?”

“No, my lady. I am afraid not. An elf came to the City with the news of the attack, but he was gravely injured and did not survive himself.” the man said looking distressed.

Celeborn looked at him, his eyes beginning to tear up. “What of my sister and her daughter?”

The man looked at the lord and bowed his head. “Upon the dead we found many elf men and only one female, but she was an adult. We were told of the child by the elf that made it to the city. We sent out riders across the plains who searched for nearly a week solid and she was nowhere to be found. I am sorry, to be the barer of bad tidings.”

Haldir turned away from them all. The only thought was..Arlo could not be dead, she was alive. He wanted to go and search for her, to bring her back. But his urges were settled. The Lady spoke, “Haldir, I know your thoughts and your pain. We will search for her, but the plans need made first. I do not feel that she perished. Calm yourself.”

In the weeks following, parties were sent out to search but all returned. Arlothiyenne, child of light, child of destiny and the princess of Lothlorien, was lost. It was then that Haldir, hardened his heart, and shut out all emotion, until one day, dreams came and promise of a return.

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Note: Alright. That concludes the Two Prologue sections. How do you like it so far?

Next up...Chapter One: Two Hundred Years Later...

Prounciations:

Alasse-(Ah-la-say)
Shelowyn-(Shell-oh-wen)
Maeolari-(May-oh-lar-ee)
Arlothiyenne-(Are-lo-thee-yen)
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