Too Close to Home. | By : Solaris Category: -Multi-Age > Het - Male/Female Views: 2843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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In Mira’s room, Arwen sat by her bedside gazing at her. She pushed Mira’s brown hair off her neck and whispered, “I wish you would let us know why you had desired to have sanctuary here, Mira. Something evil must be in Gondor for you to leave there alone without traveling companions.”
Arwen sighed gently as she walked away from Mira’s bed and out of her room, never noticing that once she turned her back to Mira – her eyes opened and watched her leave. Mira stood up and crept to the balcony where she looked at the waterfall that flowed past the buildings. “I wish I could tell you, Arwen, what pains I went through to even leave Gondor.”
She turned her head when she heard noises in the courtyard to see a rider who looked a lot like Elladan speak with Elrond about something and then he rushed off on his steed. Mira was curious in what was going on and was tempted to ask Elrond when he turned and looked up at her. He smiled and bowed his head to her. She returned the gesture and turned into the room once again.
She went to the door to open it only to find a servant girl looking shocked. “I’m most sorry, my lady. They said you were asleep. I brought clothing for you to wear.”
“Thank you. Please enter.” Mira said as she backed away from the servant girl who laid the three dresses on the bed.
“Arwen picked these out for you to pick from,” spoke the servant, pointing to each dress. One was lavender, another was an off white dress and another was blue with gold trim around the edges.
Mira looked at each one and noting how the high the back of the dresses were. She held each one up and looked at it in the mirror. The servant girl helped hold the dresses up as she looked through them all. Mira sat in her chair looking at the dresses not even sure which one to pick.
“The blue one would go perfectly with your elven skin, my lady,” spoke the servant girl, looking at her.
“I’m not an elf! I’m just a female!” Mira snapped, angrily.
“I’m sorry, my lady. I assumed wrong. Your skin is so fair and lovely it looks elven. I hope you forgive me for my assumption,” spoke the servant.
“You are forgiven. I must also ask for your forgiveness for snapping at you,” Mira smiled softly.
The servant girl accepted her forgiveness as she helped her pick out which dress to wear. Soon, Mira was dressed and had just walked out of the room when Elrond walked into the corridor. He noticed her standing there with a smile on her face.
“The rider…if you were wondering about brought a message from Faramir,” Elrond stated as he looked at her.
“Is the message for you or for me?” asked Mira, looking at the two scrolls.
“Actually this one is for you, Mira…it’s from Faramir and the other is for me,” said Elrond, as he handed her the scroll. He watched her as she unfurled it and quickly looked over it and sighed, shaking her head. “What’s wrong?”
“I never told him…I can’t read. I cannot read what he has written. My father…he never allowed us to go to school,” Mira stated, calmly.
“I’ll teach you how to read. Then, you’ll be able to read the letter and be able to respond to his letter,” smiled Elrond, as he held his hand out to her, which she took as they walked down the corridor.
“Thank you Lord Elrond,” Mira whispered, gently.
They sat in his library for the next five days as Elrond taught Mira how to read Man’s words before he taught her elven. He figured it would be quite hard for her to grasp Man’s words and elven words but she took to it very eagerly, he was amazed by her hunger for the words. He watched her as she read some of his books that he got for Aragorn a few years back and then watched her move from them to the elven books which she read just as fast as she took to the book of Man.
“Thelos o parf, Mira*?” Elrond asked, using his native tongue to see if she could speak it as well as read the language.
"Melon ha, Elrond**." Mira spoke in the same tongue as Elrond had just used and as fluent as he used it.
“I’m surprised that you understood what I had said, Mira.”
“I don’t know how but as soon as you spoke ‘what do you think of that book,’ I knew what you said. It was like…instinct,” said Mira, as she looked up from the book again.
Elrond sat down next to her chair and brushed her hair away from her ears. He had a frown on his face when he withdrew his hand from her ear.
“What’s wrong?” asked Mira, looking at him.
“The way you took to our native language is something that most Men have trouble taking to; Estel on the other hand learned our language when he was a young child,” said Elrond. He noticed that she had a tired look in her eyes. “You look tired; go to your room and rest. You can learn more in the morning.”
“May I…may I borrow this book? I still wish to finish reading it,” asked Mira, holding up the book.
“Of course,” Elrond stated gently, with a kind smile on his face.
She curtsied and quickly walked out of the room, never seeing another entering the room shortly after she had left.
“Adar***?” The voice whispered gently.
“Elladan, please sit.” Elrond stated calmly, as he waved his hand to the chair which had Mira sitting in.
“Adar, nas annan ah hen i medui eraid? Ná darthol lhaew****?” asked Elladan, as he sat down in the chair.
"No, she is not ill. I was just teaching her how to read. The poor girl never learned how. How could her parents allow her not to learn to read?" Elrond said more to himself than to his son. “She’s only eighteen years old and yet she has not learned to read.”
Elladan was shocked when he heard it. “Why would they not teach her?”
“I’m not even sure myself. Maybe to keep her out of sight of people who may complain about her scars on her back? I’m not sure anymore.”
“Is she still refusing to speak about why she left Gondor, father?”
“Yes, but I can only imagine what she had went though to get here,” said Elrond, as he gazed into the fire.
“We could ask her outright about it?”
“And have her run from us? No, she has sanctuary here and I will not let her be chased out from here.” snapped Elrond.
Elladan nodded as he sat back against the chair. He then asked, “When is Faramir arriving here?”
“I’m not sure. It could be at the end of this month or next month depends on what Gondor is doing. I think it has to do something with Mira’s problem there.” Elrond replied, seriously before turning towards the entrance of the room to see someone standing there.
A tall black haired elf entered the room that strangely looked like Elladan. “Suilad adar, harthan pedi ah le o nad*****.”
“Elrohir, I was wondering when you would return.” spoke Elrond. “It is good to see my two sons together again. Now what do you wish to speak to me about?”
“I was in Gondor as you had requested me to do. I gave the message to Faramir as you asked me to. I was in a tavern eating when I noticed someone posting a wanted sign on the wall with the rest. It didn’t interest me till I noticed that it spoke of a young woman.” said Elrohir.
That immediately made Elrond and Elladan become alert to what he had to say. Elrond spoke, voice shaking, “Did you bring the sign with you, by chance?”
“I did. Something the way the person was acting when he posted the sign and went off to the barkeep for a pint. He bragged about how the girl will get beaten badly when she returns but then he went off on something else. I didn’t even finish my meal and went to see the sign. I tore it down and left,” Elrohir stated, as he pulled out of his pouch a scroll and handed it to his father.
Elrond read it and gasped. There on the sign was Mira’s complete description. But there was something really sick on the sign to entice the bounty hunters to go after her. The chance to ‘play with her’ sickened Elrond. He quickly summoned the captain of the border guards and ordered a doubling of all guards around the border of Imladris for the next few months. The captain bowed and left.
“Father, what does play with her mean?” asked Elladan, he didn’t know that phrase from the Man’s world.
“It means rape, Elladan,” spoke another voice. They turned to see Estel standing there. “I heard it in the ranks of the Bounty Hunters. Play with her is one of the rogue Bounty hunters’ games with females. They force the woman into having sex with them.”
The three elves shuddered at what Estel had said. Elrond swore to them that Mira will not be used like that by any bounty hunters. They really never saw him as furious like that before as he went to his balcony and with the use of his ring’s power unleashed his anger in the river below.
Elrohir spoke, “Father, should I go back and alert Faramir about taking another route here? Just incase the hunters followed him to wherever this Mira is?”
“No, Elrohir. The guards will tend to those hunters.” retorted Elrond.
“Father, I think Elrohir should meet Mira,” said Elladan, looking at his father as he walked away from the balcony.
Elrohir looked puzzled by what his brother said it was like that the girl who was in the bounty poster was here in Imladris. He looked at Estel and then to his father. Elrond nodded and motioned to them to come with him. Elrohir followed not knowing what or who he was going to see or meet.
“Father, who am I going to see?” asked Elrohir, quickening his pace to match his fathers’.
“Mira. The girl in the poster you given me…is here. Faramir had requested sanctuary for her. She’s safe here,” spoke Elrond, as he knocked on the door and hearing the voice within. He opened the door and entered the room.
Elrohir watched as his brother, father and Estel entered the room a few minutes and then he was asked to step into the room to hear a gasp coming from the girl as she looked at Elladan and himself. There he saw the young girl that he was concerned about in Gondor. But the girl looked nothing like the drawing – she was beautiful and very shy as she lowered her head not wanting to lock eyes with him and yet she was glancing at him and Elladan.
“Mira, I want you to meet my twin sons Elrohir and Elladan,” spoke Elrond, even though Elladan had already introduced himself to her earlier. “And this is Estel, my foster son.”
“Mira may I ask why is your family sending out Bounty Hunters to find you?” asked Elrohir.
Elrond was totally taken by surprise of the question that Elrohir has asked. He snapped, “Mira don’t answer that! Elrohir, how dare you ask such a thing?”
“No, Elrond. I want to answer it. Tonight, you and everyone else shall know why,” said Mira, looking at them.
As they stood there shocked about what Mira had said, they were unaware of the bounty hunter who had ridden into Rivendell and was meeting with Arwen. Arwen allowed him to enter the castle to go to the kitchen to get some fresher travel food as he had ran out on the way there.
“Mira, are you sure?” asked Elrond.
“Yes, everyone should know why the hunters have been sent after me,” said Mira. “I’ll see you all tonight in your study, Elrond.”
“All right…till then, Mira.” Elrond said, as he coaxed both Elrohir and Elladan out of the room.
Mira waited for a bit before she opened the door and listened to hear not one sound from the corridor. She grabbed her pouch and hurried towards the kitchen, where she encountered the hunter but he acted like he didn’t know who she was. Mira got her pouch filled with travel cakes and hurried back to her room unaware that the hunter followed her there. Mira was too much occupied in writing the note to Elrond and to Elladan that she didn’t hear the door creak open.
The hunter’s hand was on her mouth quickly as he whispered, “Don’t fight me! We will leave this place and you better stay quiet or you will pay later.”
Mira knew she was caught by a hunter and here in a place of sanctuary too. She nodded knowing that she would get hurt if she didn’t obey. She felt him pull her towards the door and soon they were heading down the stairs.
Arwen went walking towards Mira's chambers when she noticed that Mira was being held by the very same hunter she had allowed into the castle to get fresh food. Mira had a look of fear in her eyes and that was when Arwen noticed the dagger in the man’s hand at Mira’s side.
“Stay back, wench!” snapped the hunter, looking at Arwen. “Or she’ll get hurt.”
Translations:
* What do you think of that book, Mira?
** I love it, Elrond.
*** Father.
**** Father, why have you spent so much time with her of the last few days? Is she ill still?
***** Greetings father, I wish to speak to you about something.
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