Arenial- The Extraordinary Elf - Part 2 ~A New Compnion~
"I am sorry for startling you. I am Haldir of Lothlorien. I was sent by the Lady to find you."
"Oh, well thankyou. But, how did she know of my coming?" Arenial asked.
"She foresaw it" Haldir said.
"I Legolas there?" Arenial asked anxiously. She wanted ot know if he was alright.
"Yes he is, mylady." Haldir said.
"That is great news." Arenial eyed the new visitor. She could sense some kind of evil in him, but she shrugged it off. How could an Elf from the Golden Wood be evil. Still, she kept her guard incase he was there for any other reason. "You must be hungry after your long journey, would you like anything to eat?"
Arenial and Haldir stayed up late that night, but they eventually went to sleep.
They had journeied for many days, when Arenial, again, sensed something strange about Haldir. Whenever she called his name, it took him a second or two before he responded. When she asked him about this, he just said that he had a lot on his mind, so again, she let the matter drop.
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Haldir was confused. Why did he have to lie to this girl? Why couldn't he just tell her his real name and who he was? He stole a glance at her. He was falling for her, he could tell. Her beauty, her quiet ways, everything about her. She was all good, and he wasn't. No, he was a Dark Elf and his real name was Maddox. He was bringing her to his master, Randos, for reasons he did not know. All he knew was that his master wanted her. He kicked himself for volunteering to do this, though he knew Randos would probably have made him do it anyway. Maddox was his right-hand man. He stola another glance at Arenial. She was humming softly to herself.
"Arenial" Maddox said sudddenly, "It is said that you can sing sweeter than any other bird on Middle Earth. Would you sing for me?"
"Who told you such things?" Arenial laughed. Her laugh, he loved her laugh.
"Oh alright. This is a song that Legolas taught me." She began to sing,
*"To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing and the white foam is flying.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For days are ending and our years are failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Lsle calling,
In Elessea, in Elvenhome that no man candiscover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people forever!"
"That was beautiful. It is true, then, what Legolas says about your voice." Maddox said.
Arenial blushed, "Thankyou."
They spoke no more the rest of the day.