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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 Six: Celeborn to the Rescue, Arrival in the City, Transformation, Powerful Predictions.

Rescue....

Celeborn, Orophin, and Rumil steadily made their way to the glade where they suspected Haldir had taken Arlothiyenne. Their minds raced at what they may find. Preparing for the worse. What had transpired, hey did not know, but one thing was certain, power was involved. The three, just before reaching the clearing, heard Haldir's worried filled voice call out for help. They knew they were close.

The beaten path opened up into the glade of the old sycamore tree. Light up now by only the moonlight. Underneath the tree, was Haldir on his knees, holding a lifeless, Arlothiyenne. Their hearts quickened as the horses made it closer to the old tree. Haldir was rocking Arlothiyenne in his arms, fear for her clearly on his sleeve.

The three, brought their horses to a stop and jumped from their mounts, with great speed. Celeborn fell to his knees in front of Haldir, who looked up at him, his expression stricken with great concern. Celeborn reached out for Arlothiyenne, but Haldir would not release her. The Silver lord, looked his Marchwarden in the face, his eyes full of concern and sincerity. “Give her to me, Haldir. I need to take her to My wife. She needs her mother.” he watched as Haldir shook his head no. “Please, mellon. She needs her nana.”

gI cannot. I just got her back. I do not want to let her go.” he protested his fear laced with great emotion. “What happened to her? Why?”

“Haldir, her powers have awakened. Her body is weak now. Please let me have her. I know you are in fear, but she needs her nana.” Celeborn pleaded softly, reaching out to touch his daughter's face. His hand began to feel hot. She was still burning and shivering, but he gathered not as much as she had.

After thinking a moment, Haldir finally surrendered Arlothiyenne into her fathers arms. Orophin and Rumil only watched at their lord gathered up his daughter into his arms and made it to his horse. Haldir stood and watched as, Orophin followed and took Arlo from Celeborn while he mounted. Celeborn retook Arlo and waited for them to mount. Rumil and Orophin mounted one horse, leaving Haldir the other. Haldir, whose right hand was injured, mounted and they left the clearing and made their way back to camp.

As they arrived a short time later, the camp was making ready for them. Galadriel stood watching as they approached. Orophin and Rumil dismounted and walked over to where Celeborn was handing Arlo to a waiting warden. Haldir lept from his horse and walked into a tent where Dalari was waiting.

Galadriel sat on the side of the cot, assessing Arlothiyene's condition. Dalari motioned for Haldir to come so that he could look at his injured hand. All was silent as they waited for Galadriel to finishing with Arlothiyenne.

Arlothiyenne shivered in her unconscious state, but Haldir noted, not as bad as she had been just after all went on. Her skin still glowed but only slightly. Soon the Lady was done and stood to tell them of what she found.

“Arlothiyenne is just sleeping now, her body is adjusting to the awakening. Tonight we must not leave her, she needs all of us.” she stopped and looked to Haldir, “Especially you, Haldir. Your strength is hers, remember that.” she let out a small sigh, “I spoke to Elrond. They felt the tremors clear into the city, he suspected something like this had happened. He communicated with Gandalf and told him what was going on. He will be in Lorien, by tomorrow evening late.”

Celeborn looked to his wife, “Any idea what powers are developing?”

She looked at him. “I will not be certain, until I consult my mirror. The worst is over, for the most part. In the weeks, and months to follow, she will need time for adjustments, and training.” She looked to the three brothers, “ You will all be needed. She has much to learn. Worry not for her, I know she will overcome the obstacles.”

Rumil looked concerned. “My lady, how long will she sleep?”

She smiled at him warmly, then patted a hand to his arm. “That, I do not know. Could be a few hours, a few days, a week. Only the Valar knows, but her body needs time to adjust and rejuvenate.”

Haldir stared past his lady, to the cot. Arlothiyenne laid their peaceful, serene, her body still glowing, but sometime, he had not noticed when, her shivering stopped. He felt better knowing she would be alright.

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The morning came with little change in Arlothiyenne's condition, her consciousness was off and on. Her skin, though much cooler, was still burning and glowing, the shivering stopped, but she was pale, much more than when she arrived five days earlier.

The gates to the city, was crowded. The inhabitants, having heard of the Lord and Lady's sudden departure, were all curious as to what had happened, and who it involved.

Entering the gates, Haldir rode the stall black war-horse, with Arlothiyenne's still in his arms, clutched tight against his chest, his arm bandaged, all in the entourage was silent. The residents of the city gasped upon seeing the girl, the glow about her, and whispers among them came, wondering who she was. The Lord and Lady said nothing to them all, only smiling a silent greeting to those whose gazes met theirs.

The Lord and Lady dismounted their horses, as the crowd moved aside to allow Lord Elrond and his children through to the Lord and Lady's side. The twins came to Haldir's horse and looked up at him, seeing the girl in his arms. Concern came to their fair identical faces. Being the healer of the two, Elladan reached for Arlothiyenne. Haldir gathered her up and began to gently hand her down to the raven haired twin with care.

After Elladan had Arlothiyenne safely in his arms, he looked at her face. She weakly opened her eyes and smiled at him. She tried to speak, but found that no words would come out. He smiled down at her, and watched as her eyes closed to reveries. Elrond approached his son and placed a hand to her forehead. Seeing the fever upon her, and knowing she was in battle with her adjustment, he ordered both his sons to take her to the healing talan. Both walked quickly away from the crowd, never missing a step.

The Lord and Lady made their way behind their grandsons, with Elrond lagging behind to speak to Dalari. Haldir felt helpless, and his arms, empty. He looked down at the ground feeling a sorrow rise up. He knew Arlothiyenne would come through this, but how long would it last. His thoughts were interrupted, when Elrond, dressed in his usual black and crimson robe came to stand in front of him.

gHaldir, I should like to look at your hand after I look in on Arlothiyenne. I will not take no for an answer.” he said sternly as he took up Haldir's hand and looking at the bandage. Haldir looked at the Elf Lord, his eye showing all the raw emotion that he was feeling. Elrond, being one that could see the future and was sensitive to emotions, saw this look, his sternness softened. “ I know you are worried for her, Haldir. We shall do everything we can to make her comfortable. Find comfort knowing she is alive and has survived the awakening.”

Haldir did not speak, could not speak was more like it. The Elf Lord knew more than most did, when it came to these sort of things, so there truly was not more he could say. He nodded and looked toward the healing talans. Elrond smiled at him and turned to walk toward the direction his sons had taken Arlo.

Orophin grasped his brother's shoulder. Haldir only looked at him with fear in his eyes."Brother, she will come out of this. You know this. Fear not for she is strong. You have never shown such a weakness. To do so now will only weaken her. You heard the lady last night, Arlo draws from your strength," he said calmly. Haldir knew that he was right Lady Galadriel had told him the same thing the night before they started the journey home.

"I know,Ori. I just feel so helpless. This feeling is like nothing I felt in my whole life. I am not used to this," he worry came through. He turned and started walking in the direction that Elrond had taken. He was followed by Rumil, Orophin, and Elrohir. The walk only took a few moments. Outside the talan Arwen was waiting for them along with Lord Celeborn's adviser, Beriadan. Haldir sat on one of the benches, but was soon joined by Arwen who only put an arm around her long time friend.

"Haldir, she will be fine. You must find the courage to stay strong. I hate to see you in such melancholy, Mellon." she said quietly. Reaching up in a gesture, she touched his face, to calm and soothe him.

"I know" he told her,"I am trying. How is she?" he looked at her sideways. Arwen had always been a good friend to him, even when she was young, he remembered her wisdom and her knowledge even then. But though he felt a measure of it now, that measure could not cut it. He needed Arlo for that.

“I cannot lie, Mellon. Just as she was brought on, her body began to heat and glow again. Ada said it was a second wave of sorts. That is why I stayed so close. Ada said that her mind and body is changing and readying itself for the task at hand. Gandalf will be here by morning, and could do more for her then. But now, she is sleeping, and preparing. Father and grandmother will not allow anything happen to her. So please, Mellon, take comfort that the Valar has given her this gift and they will keep her safe." she said her hand tightening to Haldir's, then looked to Orophin and Rumil," How are you two doing?"

Rumil bowed his head and said sadly,"We are fine just more worried for Arlo and Haldir." Orophin nodded in agreement.

Just then the door to the talan opened and Lord Celeborn came out. Even though he was tired he still held a calming light, a relief hung about him, like a halo. He let out long sigh and looked at all that was waiting. Everyone stared at him with anticipation. "She is stirring finally. Elrond is making her an herbal tea that will help her relax. He said that her mind was restless," he was relieved. He turned to Beriadan, "My lady said that Gandalf will be here soon. Please make sure you let us know the second that he arrives." After hearing that she was stirring, the air about the waiting group lightened, a relief.

"I will go to the messenger's talan and ask that a courier is sent to all borders, my lord, to announce them to look out for him and then ask that they allow him to enter at once." he said and took his leave.

"Thank you, Beriadan," he said then turned to Haldir," Haldir, come Elrond wants to look at your hand." He waved as he said this, bidding Haldir to come.

Haldir slowly made his way to his feet, walking into the talan, he prepared himself for what he may find. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and opened the door and entered. Opening his eyes, his breath caught at the first sight of her, Arlo laid upon the bed, still and quiet. His eyes did a double take. A celestial glow surrounded her, almost as bright as the Lady herself. Her features changed, more pronounced, but fairer. Her hair had went from dark to golden honey brown, with tints of blond and reds. He looked to the Lady who only smiled warmly.

Softly the Lady spoke, "Haldir, worry not. It is only a minor transformation. She is still the same, only a little more powerful. Her inner light is only shining more brightly, it will not last forever." She looked at him and smiled. He felt a little calmer.

Elrond turned to Haldir and said,"Come sit in the chair, Haldir. I want to look at your wounds." Haldir walked over and allowed the noble healer to have a look. His eyes never left Arlo as Elrond done his healing. "Haldir, you should be fine in a few more days. Just rub this poultice on it two times a day till the scaring is gone." Elrond said as he handed him a glass jar.

Haldir stood and walked over to the side of Arlo's bed. Arlo began to twitch in her slumber. Haldir became alert and looked at the others in the room. They all watched to see what would happen. Her eyes began to flutter and then suddenly her eyes flew open wide she took a very deep breath. Haldir reached out and grabbed her hand to place it near his chest. He reached with his good hand and caressed her hair. "Arlothiyenne," he said softly.

She fought to say something, but could only smiled weakly. Her throat burned, and her body felt as if on fire. Her parents came to the side of the bed, Galadriel sitting on the side reaching out for her. Arlo closed her eyes, and tried to clear her throat. Elrond brought over some water which Galadriel took and gave to Arlo. After drinking, Arlo's eyes fluttered more, trying to clear her head. Elrond seeing her trying to comprehend, reached out just as the Lady did, over Haldir's shoulder and touched her forehead. Both rulers closed their eyes to connect with her. After a moment, their hands shot back as if burned, and their eyes locked in a look of wonder.

Haldir never lifted his gaze from Arlo, Lord Elrond had back away, and Galadriel just sat there quietly gazing upon her daughter. Arlo's glow grew for a moment and he watched in amazement, her transform a little more. Her hair turning more golden, the highlights getting brighter, the reds darkening a little. Arlo's eyes fluttered more, as if she was fighting sleep again. Galadriel's gaze drifted up to her husband, who watched his adopted daughter more intently. The light emanating from Arlo grew intense once more then steadied out to lighter shine. Her eyes fluttered this time open, and stayed half mast in her weakened state. Her voice came out soft, almost like a sweet caress of the wind. She looked Haldir, “I hurt you, Haldir.” she stopped licked her lips. “I am so sorry.”

Haldir heard and leaned forward, good hand on her cheek. "I am alright, lirimaer. I am alright. I am just worried about you, are you in pain?" he asked concerned stroking her hair from her face. She weakly nodded 'no' and fell back into a deep slumber. Haldir did not want her to fall back to sleep. He looked to Elrond and then to the Lady. "Why does she sleep so?" he asked perplexed.

gHaldir, her body is adjusting to changes, her mind is preparing. Considering she has been away from her people for so long, that connection is repairing itself. Just remember, when she wakes, she will be the same as she was before, her appearance only slightly changed. You must, Haldir for her, stay strong and focused, she will need you” The Lady spoke softly, placing a calming hand on his shoulder. He felt assured, but still his mind was heavy.

The Lord and Lady stood, and begin walking toward the door to leave. Both looked back at Haldir, who was repositioning himself to sit against the headboard and taking Arlo gently into his arms. Asking him to leave, they knew would only grant them a hateful argument, so they left it in peace. Elrond, washed his hands and turned to face the Marchwarden, who was now toeing off his boots and allowing them to fall to the floor. He sighed, understanding all too well the need to protect the one in his arms. He too had felt it with Celebrian. He walked to the bedside and looked down at Haldir.

“Although Marchwarden, I feel that Arlo is in great need of her peaceful rest. I realize to ask you to leave will only have my head bitten off.” He sighed inwardly. “But I understand where you are now with your thoughts. Galadriel is right, Arlothiyenne needs you near her. Your strength is her strength and will only ensure her recovery sooner. I will post a guard outside the door. Should anything arise, send them to me immediately.” he said strongly.

Haldir spoke, “I will do it, my lord. I just hope I can help her through this night.” he said stroking her hair from her face.

gAye, you will, Haldir. Assuredly you will. She knows you are here, by the way. Does that comfort you?” he asked. But Haldir was in his own world, and only replied with a 'Hmm?' Elrond shook his head and left the talan. It was time for a meeting with Galadriel about what they had seen.

Haldir laid there, looking up the young woman in his arms. His thoughts straying to all that had happened in the days before this. 'How can I help her when I myself am in turmoil?' he thought to himself. Two hundred years had passed since she was that child from long ago, for that entire time he had felt lost, buried himself in his duties, shutting off all emotions to the outside. But here she was, in his arms and with him once again. He recalled her words from the night she had first awakened on the border. She was right, he was no longer the playful person she had once known. He looked at her sleeping form and smiled. He cuddled down beside her closer and stared at her. 'I will be strong for you, meleth nin. I will be here when you awake,' he thought and kissed her forehead. He wrapped his arm around her and fell asleep listening to her steady breathing.

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Galadriel, arm locked with Celeborn, made their way to her Mirror's glade. She had insisted, her mind restless and at unease, by what she and Elrond had seen when they touched Arlothiyenne's forehead. Celeborn stood back out of the way, but still close so that he too could see what happened in the mirror. He watched as his beloved, went the sparkling stream, collected the water in her silver pitcher, and back to the mirror to pour it into the mirror. She was speaking the sacred words in her native language, Quenyan. The waters began to sparkle with a light from within, Galadriel's eyes began to become enthralled.

Elrond entered the sacred glade, his heart knowing what was about to happen, he felt the need to come. The Lady had called out to him, with her mind. He approached the mirror and stood beside his father-in-law, his eyes fixed clearly on the mirror. Galadriel began to repeat the same phrase in Quenyan, then normally.

gLords and Ladies on high, I beseech you to show us your wisdom. Arlothiyenne, my daughter, has return to us by your grace. Reveal to us, your plan, so that we can help her achieve your will. Her full destiny never truly known, now needs to be revealed. Show us, I beseech you.” She spoke powerfully the words, holding her hands out from her body to show submission.

The Mirror's water began to change, images flashing before them, the three's eyes glued to the images.

They saw Arlo as a child upon the plain as a child, the gypsy's then the village of Bree. A man approached her, noble and proud holding out a hand for her to take. They saw her as she grew, the man getting older, her traveling to places far and beyond. The people she met, the cultures. She was an adult now, the noble man had died and several others had taken their place upon his throne. Then the Dreams she had, calling her back to the forest.

The images changed to the present, many days ago. The attack on the borders, her injury, her rescue, her recuperation. Then the events in the woods as they journey to the city.

The final images were what was yet to come, her future, her destiny. The three rulers watched as the images changed. The One Ring of power, a fiery eye. Sauron. The Three looked to each other, knowing its symbolization, then back to the mirror.

A forming of a fellowship to destroy the ring will form, and leave Rivendell. Elrond felt this, and new it would come soon. The battle upon the old human fortress of Rohan, Helms Deep. They watched the elves march in, led by Haldir. Many of them would die. Then the White City of Minas Tirith came into view, outside the walls in the plain between the tower city and the city on the river, a massive battle, or orc, uruk hai, men, beast played in the scene. It changed, the Massive half Balrog, half fire-breathing dragon roared before them, its anger fueled by evil, full of power, and evil. Arlo stood before this beast with four elves beside her, three unveiled and in the light, one still in the shadow. Balragon the beast was called, a magical beast unlike any other. Arlothiyenne stood before it, battling hard with magic and a sword that glowed. It was now clear, Arlothiyenne would have to fight this beast, it was her destiny.

The three rulers stood in silence taking in all they had seen. The Lady looked at her love and then at Elrond. "It is how we saw it Elrond. Her destiny is to fight for Middle Earth. This creature is unlike one that has ever been seen. Sauron has bred this creature with magic and must be fought with magic. Arlo needs to be trained in all aspects. No mere weapons will destroy it. Her arrival marks the beginning of Middle Earth's fate. These things will come to pass and quickly. I will contact Mithrandir and show him the images so that he will know what we are up against," her voice grievous. She turned and closed her eyes for many moments, focusing, channeling. Elrond, who had the gift to hear the mind, heard what she told Gandalf, understood that the old wizard would be arriving soon. He had felt the disturbance in the earth days ago. Galadriel turned around and spoke, her voice unwavering, “Gandalf is aware of the situation, and on instinct has begun his journey here days ago, he will arrive in a few hours. He advised that No one is to know of what we saw here. Arlothiyenne will gain knowledge when the time is right. This time now, she needs to regain her strength and focus on what is at hand. Training in all aspects is needed, and will go swiftly, time is key. Her powers are growing more so now that she is amongst her people once more.”

Celeborn's curiosity rose. “My love, who were those elves standing with Arlothiyenne in front of that beast?” he asked. Galadriel only turned away. “What powers is my daughter to have exactly? I know the ones that her biological grandmother's had, and what my sister had, but which ones shall she possess?”

Elrond looked to his father-in-law, “I sense a strong power surrounding Healing. But there is more to it, something I have never seen, could have never dreamed of. Not only will she be able to heal, but that power swings the opposite way as well. Her healing touch can be used to take life. She absorbs it, disintegrates. ” Elrond looked to Galadriel, “Do you feel it also, my lady?”

“Aye I do as well. Her other powers will center around the elements, most specially Fire. Of the four, it is the strongest. She will also develop the abilities of telepathy and telekinesis. But there is one, that out shines them all. The Inner light. This light will combine with her other abilities, uniting them together, but the unison will only be once. The final battle in which her destiny comes to the end.” the lady turned from them, then spoke as if warning them. “Once Arlothiyenne's final task is complete, that power will be no more, and only a few of her abilities will remain. She will then be able to lead a normal life.” She turned back to them and looked at each, her emotions and feelings never showing. “It is at the moment she unleashes the power, she will for but a short span of time, be the most powerful being in all of Earth, and also the weakest. Weak because, just before the power comes full force her body will draw out energy from her body, and be replaced with the energy from that power. It is the will of the Valar that she have four protectors at this moment and throughout her journey. They have already been chosen. Three of which is already revealed, the fourth I only have suspicions on and need to converse with the Valar on in depth for clarity.” She said folding her hands in front of her while looking at both Lords.

"Who are the three protectors, my love?" Celeborn asked curiously.

"Our Marchwarden and his brothers. Orophin and Rumil, because they love her as a sister, and Haldir, because of his strength and devotion to her," she said.

The three of them stood there discussing plans on how to start Arlo's training. It had been hours since they had left Arlo and the night started to show signs that dawn was near. Beriadan soon approach them and bowed. He informed them that the Mithrandir was currently being escorted to the city. They went to greet him.

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N/A: Phew! Sorry this update was so far behind..With the holidays and Real life sneaking in, I finally got the time to finish it...Please review and let me know what you think.

Next Up: More speculations and such...I will spare all the boring details of her trainings and events irrelevant to major plot line...

Pronounciation:

Beriadan: (Bear-ee-ah-dahn) Name gotten from Arwen Undomiel site. Means Alexander in English.
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