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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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CHAPTER TWO: Healing on the Border, The Lord and Lady Arrives

The border healing talan was the first line of healing for most injured elves before the journey back to the city to continue their convalescence. From the plain just outside the border, the trek took nearly an hour. During their transport of the girl, she had not so much as moaned out, or moved. Stuck in her reveries.

Haldir stayed by her side during this time, silent prayers that the girl would survive her wounds. He looked down at her and noticed that the wounds still seeped blood but had slowed to just a trickle. Seeing her face at peace, gave him a measure of comfort knowing she had a chance to survive, but also posed many questions in him.

Who was she? Where had she come from? Why did this girl haunt his dreams for so many months? Could she be the one that was lost all those years ago? His mind's thoughts, led him to look upon the medallion that now laid in his hands. It was possible she was the girl he had known all those years ago, but he along with everyone else had given up on ever finding her. He clutched the medallion tighter in his palm and looked ahead. It was not much further until they reached the healer.

The elves around him whispered and speculated as to who she was. Orophin and Rumil stayed nearby with hope plastered upon their faces. Haldir's thoughts stopped when the healer, Tinnol came up to the litter and began looking at the girl. After a quick glance he spoke rapidly, telling the carriers to put her in the talan and spitting out orders for his assistants to gather supplies.

Haldir stopped at the foot of the stairs and told one of the wardens to go and prepare the guest talan for the Lord and Lady's arrival and to begin the evening meal about an hour before dusk. The Lord and Lady would arrive by nightfall. He sent out scouts to watch for the rulers arrivals and told them to alert him immediately when they saw them.

Haldir climbed the stair and entered the small talan. Orophin and Rumil were assisting the healers in removing the girl from the litter to the bed, being careful not to jostle her more. Haldir stood there watching, observing the scene before him. The healer quickly began a further assessment of her injuries. Orophin and Rumil patted Haldir's shoulder as they left to do their duties. The Healer looked up for a moment and looked at him. “Haldir, did I hear you correctly? The Lord and Lady are coming,”he asked.

Haldir nodded. “Yes, will be here at nightfall.” He looked down at the girl on the bed and looked back at Tinnol. “Is she going to be alright?” his voice concerned.

“The injuries are extensive. It is hard to say on such matters,” the healer looked down at her a moment more, then back up, “You and Orophin did a good job of closing up the wounds enough to get her here. Just to look at her, I can tell she is strong-willed and I believe once the Lord and Lady arrive, her healing will be well. The Lord and Lady may bring an extra set of healing hands with them.”

Haldir hoped so too, for the girl's sake. Feeling compelled, he looked up at Tinnol. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

Tinnol nodded and motioned for him to step over to the bed. “The assistants are preparing bandages and herbs for her wounds. So yes, if you feel the need to help, an extra set of would be good. I need to remove her dirty garments and her wounds need cleansed.” Haldir hesitated a moment, then moved slowly to the side of the bed. Tinnol looked up and noticed the slight hesitation. “Haldir, you do not have to do it, if you are uncomfortable with it.”

Haldir looked at him a moment but looked down at the girl. He had to help, he needed to help. “No, I offered and I shall do it. It is just-” he stopped a moment in thought. Tinnol was a friend and usually he could tell him anything, but should he mention that this girl was the one from his dream and could be the child that went missing all those years ago? “Remember how I came to you all those months ago, telling you about the woman that haunted my dreams?” Tinnol nodded in reply. Haldir continued, “It was her.” He pointed to the girl on the bed.

Tinnol looked at her, then to him. Smiling he spoke, “Well then, is that not something.” Tinnol had a way about him when it came to such things, the smile came as a jesting one, but then it did not last long. His features straightened. “Shall we continue and do our little task?” Haldir nodded and began to help the healer do the task of cleaning.

Haldir could not help looking upon her beauty, as he and the healer removed her clothing. It was not hard to be drawn to look at her body. He noticed the soft planes of her stomach, the smoothness of her skin looking at though it unblemished marble. The color of pale pink kiss slightly with the sun. Her face was like chiseled stone, her features high cut. The roundness of her cheeks spoke of a different heritage, long distant even mixed with the elven ones. Her eye lashes were long and dark, fanning out upon her high cheek bones. Her ears, though pointed like the elves, was more rounded out. He wished he could see her eyes again, that small glimpse on the border, was not enough. He recalled the deep brown laced with auburn, which had been odd, familiar even. Her hair was the color of dark chocolate, it reminded him of Arwen's, but it was longer and more shiny than the Rivendell Princess. Haldir felt the sudden urge to reach out and run the long dark tresses through his fingers, but restrained it.

His gaze slowly made its way down her body. Beautiful shapely legs were the most to focus on. Perfect was the word to sum it all up. He knew he should not gaze at her thus. Modesty was something the elves cherished most when it came to the body, but he was drawn like a moth to a flame. His observations came to a startling halt, when the assistants came in carrying hot water, bandages, and herbs. Haldir looked down one last time at the face that haunted him. Tinnol looked up to Haldir and asked that he fetch the water and herbs.

In the time it took Haldir to fetch the water and turn back around, Tinnol had placed a warm thick blanket over the girl. Suddenly, there was something not right. Haldir halted his steps and watched. Tinnol had noticed and backed away. The girl began to glow slightly, it would have been almost unnoticeable to one that just glance at her, but to him and the healer, it was more clear because they were paying the most attention to her. The glow lasted for many minutes and her skin seem to warm a little. Thinking she was beginning to run a fever, Tinnol motioned for him to give him cool water, but by the time Haldir fetched it, the glow was gone. How strange for this to happen. They quickly began to sponge down her skin to clean her. Neither of them saying anything about the little event, but occasionally would look at each other with eyes of acknowledgment.

After the girl was clean, Haldir went to the door and opened the door. To his astonishment, he found that many wardens had decided to camp out at the base of the stairs leading up to the healing talan. Why they had done this, seemed to be an enigma. A feeling in the air loomed. Concern and possibly, a knowing. Elves are preceptive people, who could sense something in their midst, before understanding it or fully know what it was. It had to be the girl. Knowing what he and the healer has seen inside when the girl glowed, the elves upon the border must have felt the presence of power. Haldir looked back to the bed at the girl's form that laid there. Still peaceful, still quiet. The need to protect her became an urgent need.

Another feeling he got, was of confusion. Why that was, was no wonder. By now, all on the borders had probably heard that the Lord and Lady were due to arrive by nightfall. Questions, in their minds, were looming forth. 'Why would they be coming?' Two wardens sat on the small landing at the foot of their stairs, both talking. They looked up at him and stood waiting for him to speak. Motioning to them to come, they climbed the stairs without hesitation. Haldir told them to both guard the door and to not allow anyone in but himself, the healers, his brothers and the Lord and Lady. Both grabbed their swords and took their places.

Before re-entering the talan, Haldir caught the sight of his youngest brother, Rumil, who was climbing up the stairs with a great concern on his face. Haldir turned to him fully as he made the last step. “What are you doing here Rumil? Why do you have such concern written on your face?”

Rumil shifted from foot to foot, his gaze upon his feet and not his brother. He leaned a little and whispered. “I am restless, brother. If she is who I think she is, I want to help.” his reply came out as distress. “Please give me a task. I beg you.”

Haldir understood his brother completely, he was feeling the same as he had felt earlier when he asked the healer if he needed help. Haldir let out a small sigh and placed a comforting hand upon his little brother's shoulder. “There is not much more we can do, the healer has to cleanse the wounds and bind them. It is up to him.” he concluded.

Rumil stepped into the doorway, the healer bending over the girl, cleaning the wounds with a healing herb. Rumil cleared his throat. “Master Tinnol. Is there any way I can help you?” The Healer turned to Rumil.

“Ah, Rumil, yes. Good to see you.” He motioned for him to come in. "Come in. You can help turn her so that we can treat her leg," Tinnol turned to Haldir, “Haldir, I will need your help as well again. The assistants are still preparing more medicines and bandages.” Rumil strode across the room to the bed side.

Haldir nodded. “Of course, I shall help.”

The three elves carefully, rolled her onto her right side. In her reverie, the girl groaned out in pain. The elves looked at each other, concern in their eyes. They needed to hurry. The healer quickly and with expert skill, cleaned, applied the herbs and bandages within just mere moments. Haldir was particularly adamant in saving the girl's modesty, and shifted himself, to cover her with blankets about her breasts and her private areas. The other two did not seem to notice, but Haldir felt it was his duty to do this task. They laid her gently back down on her side and began assessing the wound to her midsection.

With the girl covered on top, Tinnol exposed her abdomen to look at the wound. Rumil winced at the sight of it, and Haldir's expression turned to concern. The wound though sealed, was still seeping. Tinnol shook his head and looked up. “This wound is worrisome to me. But on a good note, Haldir, you and your brother did a good job. This little one, should be dead.” Haldir looked at him with worry. The healer smiled warmly, “Worry not, March Warden, I will fix her up.” The assurance, caused Rumil to breathe out a deep breath he had not thought he was holding.

The healer began to work on the wound, cleaning and applying a specially blended formula of herbs and spices that upon contact with the skin began to mend the seepage. Haldir and Rumil watched for a moment. Tinnol looked up, and smiled. “All I need to do is bandage it.” He stopped and looked out the tiny window. “It is close to nightfall. The Lord and Lady will arrive soon.”

Haldir and Rumil looked out the window. Haldir was taken aback. It had taken them a long time to work on her. It, to him, had only seemed like a short while. He and Rumil, assisted the healer in the bandaging.

After finishing up on the girl, Haldir, Rumil, and Tinnol walked out of the talan for fresh air. A warden approached them. Nodding in respect to them, he turned his attention to Haldir. “March warden, I had all you requested readied. A scout informed me moments ago that a small party from the City was seen, nearly an hour ago and will arrive shortly.” Haldir nodded.

"Thank you, how many is in the party?" Haldir asked him.

"The Lord and Lady, two handmaidens, another Healer, and a few sentinels. Wardens are escorting them here now. They have a small wagon with them with supplies," he replied.

Haldir looked at the elf and nodded. "You are relieved, good job and get some rest," Haldir said. Turning to his brother and the healer, Haldir spoke. “Rumil, you and Orophin do my rounds for me. Tinnol, it seems you will have an extra set of healing hands after all. If anyone needs me I will be in my quarters cleaning up.” He left them, and went to ready for the Lord and Lady's arrival.

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Galadriel rode closely to Celeborn. She looked upon her husband and could feel the trouble in his heart. She brushed his mind and began to speak, it was a connection that the many years of their marriage that they had.

"My love, I know that you are troubled. Find peace in knowing that she has finally returned."

"I know it, it is just that she has been gone so long I had given up all hope that she would ever return," he voiced regrettably.

"My husband, I feel the same also. But I am also overjoyed that we will finally have her in our arms again."

"I know that I should trust the Valar and the visions you have had. But I am still frightened for her. She is so young and now has a destiny she must do. Now with her injuries, will she ever make it through?" he questioned.

"My love, her injuries are just a chapter in her life. She has gained much knowledge in her travels and is strong. I admit that I worry about the fact that all that taught to her as an effling is now but a brush of a memory . With our help I know that all of us can help her regain and gain what she has lost. Elrond, will help us and is en-route to Lothlorien as we speak. Haldir's strength will affect her the greatest and make her stronger. He knows who she is, but cannot believe it. Rumil and Orophin have no doubt about them."

"She left so young and quickly after the adoption, we did not have time to properly bond with her. I love her so much. It is like having Celebrian back. If you believe that all will be well, then I shall not fret any longer." he smiled. “I just cannot believe it. All I have to do is look upon her. Just to confirm it is her.”

As they entered the clearing, Galadriel sat forward. Seeing the encamped wardens at the foot of the stairs leading to the healing talan, she pointed it out to Celeborn. “Look, they know she is different.”

Celeborn smiled broadly. “I glad we are here.”

The entourage made it to the bottom of the stairs and was then met by Haldir.

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Haldir arrived at the healing talan, just as the Lord and Lady's party arrived. Walking toward the horses, he stopped and bowed to them in respect, with his hand to his heart. “Mae govanen, my lord, my lady. I trust your journey was well.” he said to them.

“Aye, it was well. It is good to see you, Marchwarden. How fare you?” Celeborn asked dismounting his horse.

“I am well, my lord.” Haldir stood up.

Haldir stepped forward to aid the Lady in dismounting her horse. Two other wardens were already helping the handmaidens from their mounts. Reaching up, Haldir grabbed the Lady around her waist. “I am glad to see you well, my foster son. We have missed you in the city.” The Lady said embracing him after she was placed on solid ground.

“I have missed the city as well.” Celeborn came to Haldir's side reaching out to give him a firm elven handshake.

“Tell us, where is you brothers?” the Lord asked looking around.

"They are doing my rounds for me. I wanted to be here when you arrived. They will be back shortly," He said.

Before any of them could continue their conversations, the healer, Master Dalari approached. Haldir turned to him. “Marchwarden, I would like to see to the child and help Master Tinnol with her. Is she within the healing talan?”

Haldir nodded. “Aye, she is. Master Tinnol says she is stable. He is with her now.” Haldir told him pointing to the talan. The healer nodded and walked toward the talan. Two of the sentinels followed taking their places next to the talan door.
Galadriel stood there talking with the two handmaidens giving them instructions. The two elleths walked toward the guest talan with sentinels following them with baggages in tow.

Haldir did not speak until they were alone and out of earshot of would be eavesdroppers. When the coast was clear, the Lord and Lady turned to Haldir, their faces full of concern. "Has she awakened at all.?" Celeborn inquired.

Haldir looked back at the talan, then to his lord. He nodded. “No, I am afraid that she has not, since bringing her to the healing talan. Considering what she has been through, it is no wonder.” Haldir stopped and thought on whether or not to go on. Reaching into his tunic, he pulled out the medallion. “Out on the plain, once we got to her and pulled out the blades, she awoke for only a moment. She-” he stopped for a moment, then continued. “She opened her eyes and looked at me. The look she gave me was of recognition. Her eyes are that of her. I have seen her before in my dreams. My suspicions were heightened when Rumil found this about her neck.” he held out the medallion to the Lord. “Is it her? Arlothiyenne.”

Celeborn reached out, and took the medallion into his hands. His eyes began to glisten with tears. He brought the medallion to his face, then held it to his heart. He was relieved and nodded, clearly choked up with emotion. “Aye, it is her.” he looked at his beloved, “She has come home, my love. All I need to do now is just look upon her face.”

Galadriel looked at the medallion, a single tear formed as she smiled. It was her beloved adopted daughter. She looked up at Haldir, he felt her brush his mind, searching for anything else they needed to know. Haldir averted his eyes from her, for it was hard to look upon her fair face as she searched. His soul was being read, and he knew it. She composed herself. “Haldir, what else is there that you have yet to tell us? We need to know everything.”

Haldir knew of what she spoke. “Master Tinnol and I were cleaning her earlier, and noticed that she changed.” The lord and Lady perked up hearing this. “It was not enough to be noticed by someone who would have just glanced, but to those who were paying closer attention to her, it was quite noticeable.”

Celeborn looked at him confused. Galadriel only waited to hear, what she already suspected. Celeborn spoke, “What was it, Haldir?”

“She glowed. But for only mere moments. It was like she was raging with a fever, which is what Tinnol and I thought, but once trying to cool her off, we noticed that her skin, was cool to the touch. What doest this mean?”

The Lady sighed. “For so long, our little Arlo, has been away from her people. Out in the world, living among men and other peoples of Middle Earth. After being gone so long from her people, the power that would usually stayed with her from birth, was dormant. But now that she has come back into the safe arms of her own kind, that power is beginning to reawaken along with that the Valar has given her. She will have a hard road ahead of her for the next few days especially, not to mention many new changes in the months to follow.”

Haldir looked at the Lady with worry in his eyes. “ My Lady, will that not make her vulnerable? Or even weaken her?' he asked concern.

“Aye, but with our help, she will be able to overcome the obstacles. But she is strong and will prevail. Elrond is due to arrive within the next day or so he will help, and Gandalf too. So worry not about helping her. Right now we must focus on her injuries. I feel, that she will be able to heal quickly.” The lady assured him.

Celeborn sighed deeply. “Enough of this, I want to see my daughter. Shall we?” Haldir and the Lady nodded and smiled. They could feel Celeborn's excitement. Arlothiyenne was all that was left of his blood kin, well besides Celebrian, who now lived in Valinor. He cared for Arlo like his own flesh and blood daughter. Losing her, was more than he could handle, and now she was home, she was all he could think about. Which was why he and Galadriel made this journey to the border.

Haldir led the Lord and Lady into the healing talan. Opening the door, the smell of herbs, spices and soap wafted all their noses. Dalari and Tinnol spoke softly in the corner, discussing the girl's treatment. Hearing the door open, the healers bowed upon seeing their rulers entering the room.

Haldir held open the door as Celeborn was the first to enter. The Silver Lord stopped in his tracks as he beheld his adopted daughter for the first time in two centuries. A tear slid down his cheek as he made his way to the bed side. Galadriel went to the side of the bed and sat down. The feeling of elation and joy bubbled into the room. They were so happy she was now home.

Tinnol spoke softly to the Lady telling her all the Haldir had already told her. She held Arlothiyenne's hand as he spoke. Haldir reveled in that fact that the little girl he had once known, protected and adored, was finally home. Orophin and Rumil suspected it was her, and would be overjoyed to find that it was in fact her. The atmosphere in the room changed drastically at this moment. A change was in the air.

Soon Rumil and Orophin arrived, gave reports to Haldir on the rounds, and of the party that led Arlothiyenne there. It was sad news for which Haldir would hate to give to The Lord and Lady, but they would need to know. He decided to go ahead and make orders for the wardens to do a body count and bury the men as soon as possible, for it was what he knew The lord and Lady would want. A lament would be sung in honor of the men. Later he would tell them.

Just as Haldir knew it would be so, Rumil and Orophin were elated that this beautiful young woman was in fact the little girl who had stolen all their hearts two centuries ago. Clear into the night, the Lord and Lady, Haldir and his brothers stayed with her. Watching her while she slept.

As they suspected, Celeborn decided to take first watch over her.

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Pronounciations for healer's names
Tinnol------(Tin-Nole)
Dalari------(Day-Lar-ee)
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