THE ELVISH ISN’T ALL REAL ELVISH. SOME IS MY OWN CREATION.
For a while neither of them spoke. When Celebren glanced over at Haldir his eyes were closed as if deep in though. In one swift movement she kissed him on the cheek. Slowly she drew away. Haldir looked at her as if her kiss had stunned him. Celebren turned her head away, but Haldir touched her chin and brought her eyes back to his. They stared at each other for the longest time and softly he kissed her on the lips. They tasted wonderfully.
As Haldir wrapped his free arm around her he said quietly in Elvish, “Lle dartha Lhuien?”-Will you stay in Lorien-
Celebren nodded, “Hir Celeborn ha namas.”-If Lord Celeborn allows it-
“I will allow it,” Celeborn had been watching them from behind the trees. He stepped forward showing himself. He was smiling at them. “You are welcome to stay here as long as you like. You’ll always have a home here, Celebren.”
“Thank you my-lord.”
Still smiling Celeborn added, “You are most welcome.” After Celeborn left, Celebren and Haldir put their cloths back on.
“Lord Celeborn seems really nice.”
“Yes, he is.” replied Haldir as her fastened his cloak around his neck, “Lord Celeborn and I have been friends for a long time.” He took Celebren by the hand again, “Come, I want you to see the library. Maybe it will help you to remember something about your past.”
In about five minutes they stood inside the library. It was full of books and maps. “Do you really think that some book will bring my memory back?” asked Celebren.
“Well,” began Haldir, “I’m not sure, but perhaps as I teach you things it will help to remind you of who you are. Like where your from.” He pulled down a stack of maps from a self and spread them out on a table. “This is Middle Earth. And here,” he pointed to a spot on the map where there were many trees and a village in the center. “This is Lothlorien. Where we are.” Haldir described all the regions of Middle Earth. Starting with the Shire far north, and when he got to Mordor, she froze.
“Mordor,” she repeated, “Why does that sound so familiar?”
“Mordor is the most evil place in all of Middle Earth…”
Celebren didn’t remember what else Haldir said, because at the exact moment she touched Mordor on the map and had a vision. She saw a girl being dragged up stair in a dark tower, Barad-dur, no matter how much she yelled and screamed. Thrown onto the stone hard floor beside an monster, an orc, which began to beat her. Once her mind came back to the present, Haldir was starring at her.
“Whats happened?” a concerned voice came from the door way. Lord Celeborn came quickly into the room, “I saw the look on your face. Something happened.” Celebren told them her vision or she now thought of it as a flash back. Some glimpse of her horrid past. She just realized that Celeborn had his hand on her shoulder again, just like he had the first time, to keep her from shaking. “Fear not, little one, we will figure out what this means.”
“I think that’s enough studying for tonight.” suggested Haldir.
“Perhaps your right,” said Celebren.
“Haldir,” came a voice from behind, “Rumil’s gone missing again and I need your help finding him.”
“Now Orophin? I’m busy.” said Haldir, putting away the maps.
“You go on. I’ll watch Celebren.”
Reluctantly, Haldir followed his brother outside.
“Come, I’ll take you to the garden.” Celeborn guided her to his personal garden. A water fall stood at its edge. Celeborn picked a flower a handed it to Celebren, who excepted it smiling.
“Thank you for letting me stay.”
“Your welcome. I’m not about to turn away a child when they’re in need. Besides even though you are mortal, you seem to fit in well here.’
“I’ve been trying, but its hard. I don’t know anything. Last night every little sound frightened me.” Celebren stared down at the ground as Celeborn looked at her with pity in his eyes.
“Come here,” he said softly, pulling her closer for a hug, “As long as I still breathe, I won’t let anything harm you. I promise. Even if I’m killed trying.” He took her face in his hands, “And I’m going to help you. We’re going to find out where your from, and who your parents are. And once we do you can still stay here with us. I’m sure Haldir will like that.” Celebren fell back into his arms. She was beginning to consider Celeborn as her father. He acted like it.
“Lets go back. Haldirs probably found his brother by now. Rumils always getting lost. Sometimes I think he does it on purpose.” Laughing, they left. They had their mid-day meal as they waited for Haldir to returned.
“You seem sad my-lord. What’s wrong”
Celeborn sighed, “Galadriel leaves tonight for the Gray Havens, but I am not. I am not ready to leave Middle Earth. My time here is not yet over.”