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Scarred Fate	By : Massanie Category: +Third Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2051 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 32: Duty

CHAPTER NOTES

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'Thoughts'; ~visions~; **mind speech**; -l-Letters-l-

Lindir sat alone between the rose bushes in Imladris' gardens, having fled the many questioning elves that once he had called friends with utter conviction until he had forcefully pulled Erestor into his narrow circle of friends; and soon he noticed – very much surprised that he was not upset – that this circle had shrunken to the size of one person only.

Friendship, true friendship was so rare, so precious; and now that he was about to lose it those vultures had nothing better to do than to pelt him with questions about Faelon, the kidnapping, the happenings on the High Pass, Galadriel's motives ... as if he would know anything of the lady's intentions.

"Are you feeling better?"

Lindir looked around to see Haldir standing in front of the large bush, his hand ghosting over the petals of a champagne-coloured rose while he smiled down at the young minstrel.

He knew that Haldir referred to the incident on the breakfast table that morning, when Lindir had very brusquely and very unexpectedly snubbed some of his fellow elves and literally ran from the silent and stunned table.

"I just felt crowded."

And he was still somewhat shaken by his kidnapping as well although he didn't want to admit that in front of the experienced marchwarden.

But Haldir merely smiled at him, seemingly understanding his emotional turmoil. "Might I then suggest that someone with so fair a hair colour as yours would do better not to hide between plants with such dark leaves like these roses? A group of birches seems to be a more appropriate choice."

Quickly Lindir looked away to hide his blushing cheeks. Somehow he seemed to do everything wrong when in the company of the tall warrior.

"I like it here." He murmured maybe a little bit defensively and crawled out of the small thorn protected sanctuary, coming to stand before Haldir.

"I know." Still smiling the silver haired ellon leaned forward to disentangle a dry leaf from a white strand of Lindir's tousled hair while the minstrel observed the other's face, the somehow sad smile. "What troubles you, my friend?"

Shaking his head, Haldir looked back to the main house. "I wanted to inform you that your lord's soldiers have returned."

"That is not causing your concern, is it?"

"The traitor they brought has managed to drug himself with water of the Enchanted River, too."

Frowning, Lindir took hold of the other's shoulder to turn him around and face him. "But that doesn't matter ... we know who did it, we already know enough! I don't see a problem there ..."

Gravely Haldir fixed his eyes on Lindir's. "Think, Lindir! Drinking the water will make them sleep for a week and cause a memory loss for another month or two. After that we could still have interrogated them and then Brandon would have been caught.

They were stalling for time, trying to withhold important information long enough so that we could be silenced ..."

A heavy sigh escaped the Galadhrim as he gave the white haired minstrel some time to understand what he had just said. "Galadriel thinks that Imladris will be attacked within the next month."

"A-attacked?" Lindir stuttered "By whom?"

With a shrug Haldir turned to the main house again. "I will support Telchar in leading Imladris' soldiers with my brothers."

"NO! You cannot leave!" It was too dangerous out there if the valley was about to be attacked. Now that Erestor would maybe never return he needed someone to hold on to. And there was no one else but the serious marchwarden he wanted to do that, to hold him.

But there it was yet again, that gentle, almost sad smile that somehow put distance between them. "We are lady Galadriel's hands. She sees, she plans and we act. That's the way it is."

An axiomatic truth. Unbreakable. Absolute.

Despite his artistic disposition and romantic nature Lindir was realistic enough to realise that. Besides, he knew Haldir only for some days. They were not friends; and he had not the right to lean on him. Haldir certainly had enough chores and problems to deal with.

Forcing all emotions from his voice and countenance he faced the other again. "I understand that. Just ... take care."

One day he would replace that sad smile with laughter, light and happy and silvery.

"Promise. You too." And with that Haldir left the rose gardens, heading for the main house.

CHAPTER END NOTES

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