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Title: Found (#1267)
Author: Lailonniel
Chapters: 9
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Archive: Tolkien
Category: Lord of the Rings
Description: The sequel to "The Lost One". Alexa has found herself thrust into the battle for Middle-Earth. Will her heart survive?
Published: 16 Sep 2004
Updated: 23 Nov 2004
Warnings: 
Type: Romance
Characters: Haldir;Glorfindel


Chapter 1 - Spring

Found

By Lailonniel


Author's Note: This is the sequel to my story "The Lost One". I hope you all enjoy it!



Chapter I: Spring


Dawn had arrived. The first rays of the sun began peeking out over the horizon, causing the Mallorn trees to glow a brilliant gold. A warm breeze gently whispered through the trees, and a majestic hawk soared through the amber sky. 
	
Haldir paced nervously back and forth below Alexa’s talan. He knew he was due back at the borders, but he needed to speak with her before he left. He looked up at her talan and sighed. 

How am I going to ask her? he thought nervously. Will she even agree to my request?

The Spring Festival of Lothlňrien was in a week’s time. Haldir desperately wanted Alexa to attend with him, but he was unsure if she would attend at all. She was typically not one to enjoy this type of event. He sighed. For all he knew, another Elf may have already asked her. He gazed up at her talan, his heart heavy. They had been spending a great deal of time together, but he was still unsure of where he stood with her.

What am I going to do if she is already attending with another? I have heard other Elven men talking about her. Could one of them have already asked her?

He shook his head. This is absurd! I am acting like a lovesick youth, he thought, annoyed with himself. The only way I am going to know anything is if I go and ask her.

He turned and marched up the stairs to Alexa’s talan. When he reached her door, he hesitated for only a second before knocking. After a moment, the door opened slightly and Alexa peered out. Her eyes brightened when she saw him.

“Haldir,” she said in surprise. She opened the door and smiled. “What brings you here this morning?”

Haldir stared at her, completely speechless. She was only wearing a loose, sleeveless nightgown, and her lightly tousled hair hung loose about her shoulders. He thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
	
“I…” he stammered. “I wanted to ask you something, but I can return later,” he said, still staring at her.

She smiled at him. “No. Come in.” She moved aside so he could enter.

Haldir waked by her and entered the talan. He heard her shut the door behind him. She walked by him, and he sucked in his breath as she lightly brushed against him. He knew it was unintentional, but it still made his heart pound. She turned and smiled at him. 

“Please sit, Haldir,” she said motioning to a chair. “I am going to dress, and I will return in a moment.”

He nodded and watched her as she turned away. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw the deep scars on her back, for much of her back was revealed by the nightgown. He walked over to her as she stopped to pick up her over robe from a chair.

“Did Dargon do this to you?” he asked softly, as he lightly touched her back.

She stiffened and quickly pulled on her robe. Haldir immediately regretted his question, but did not know how to apologize for it. He was surprised when she answered him.

“Yes,” she said softly and moved towards the bedchamber. 

Haldir caught her from behind, and wrapped his arms around her. He held her close and lightly kissed her neck. “They do not matter to me, love,” he whispered.

She gently pulled away from him. “I will return in a moment,” she said quietly and went into the bedchamber.

He sighed and sat in a chair near the door. He felt horrible for hurting her, and he hoped he had not destroyed what trust she had in him. She had a very difficult time trusting people, and he was furious with himself for violating the trust it had taken him so long to earn. 
	
He stood as she emerged from her chamber. She was wearing a dark blue shirt with black pants, and her hair was pulled back into a loose braid. A few loose strands of hair framed her pale face. She gave him a tentative smile and sat in the chair opposite him. He sat down and began to apologize, but she spoke first. 

“What brings you here so early, Haldir? I thought you were due back at the borders today.”

He sighed quietly. She always changed the subject whenever anything difficult arose. He wanted to apologize but decided that it would be best to forgo it, and ask her what he came to ask her.

“I am, but I wanted to ask you something before I left.”

“Oh, what is it, Haldir?”

He looked into her blue eyes. He would be surprised if she agreed to go anywhere with him now, but he would ask her nonetheless. He took a deep breath and began. “The Spring Festival is in a week, and I wanted to ask you if you would do me the honor of accompanying me.” He saw the surprise cross her face. “Unless you have made other arrangements, of course,” he added.

She smiled at him. “I would love to accompany you, Haldir.”

He stared at her in shock for a moment, unable to speak. “You would?” he asked weakly, when he finally regained his voice.

“Of course,” she replied. She smiled shyly at him. “There is no one else that I would rather go with.”

He grinned at her. “I will meet you on the balcony that overlooks the garden that morning.”

She nodded and smiled. “That will be fine, Haldir. I shall be looking forward to it all week.”

“So will I,” he said, a huge smile on his face. He slowly rose. “I must return to the borders now, Alexa, for I am overdue at my post,” he said, his voice tinged with regret.

She nodded, and he moved towards the door.

“Haldir,” she said softly. He stopped and turned to look at her. She walked over and gently kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her waist as he returned her kiss. She began to lightly run her fingers through his hair, causing him to shudder and pull her closer to him. After a long moment, she drew back and looked into his eyes.

“Be careful,” she whispered, her eyes dark. 

He lightly ran his knuckles along her cheek. “I will, love. I will see you in a week.”

She nodded and he walked out the door quickly, while he still could. The door shut quietly behind him. He turned back and looked at her talan, his heart racing.

“I love you Alexa,” he whispered and began to make his way to the borders.

* * *

Haldir arrived at the borders a short while after he had left Alexa’s talan. He quickly climbed up to the flet where his brothers were waiting. 

“Haldir,” Orophin said. “We were beginning to wonder if you were going to join us.”

“I apologize. I had something I had to do first,” Haldir replied.

Rumil smiled mischievously. “Stopping to see a certain elleth, brother?” he teased.

“Perhaps,” Haldir answered cryptically.

“Perhaps? Admit it, Haldir. You stopped to see Alexa,” Rumil said smugly.

Haldir sighed in defeat. “Yes, Rumil. I asked her to accompany me to the festival.”

“And what did the lady say?” Orophin asked, grinning. 

“She agreed to attend with me,” Haldir replied.

“Well, I for one am glad to hear it, brother,” Rumil said. “It is high time the two of you attended a common affair together.”

Haldir grinned. “Indeed. Now, I believe we have a job to do, do we not?”

Rumil and Orophin smiled and held up their hands in surrender. Haldir grinned at them and turned his attention to the horizon. His eyes roamed the forest, and his bow was ever ready for any sign of danger. He was in better spirits now that Alexa had agreed to attend the festival with him. He smiled as he thought of her kiss. Perhaps she did love him as he loved her. He sighed. Only time would tell.


Chapter 2 - Elven Customs

Chapter II: Elven Customs


Alexa sat in a chair and smiled. She was actually excited about the festival. True, the festival itself did not excite her, but attending it with Haldir did. She smiled as she remembered the kiss. She did not know what made her kiss him, but she was glad that she did. She sighed. Sometimes it disturbed her how much she felt for him. Being vulnerable frightened her, and Haldir made her feel terribly vulnerable. What was it about him that affected her so? A simple smile from him made her heart pound. A kiss made her knees go weak. She sighed. Was love always so confusing? A soft knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. She rose and opened the door. She smiled slightly as she saw Lalaith standing outside. 

“Hello, Lalaith,” Alexa greeted. “What brings you by?”

“Good day, Alexa. I have come to visit,” Lalaith replied.

“Oh,” Alexa said, mildly surprised. She did not have many female friends. In fact, Lalaith and Arwen were the only females she really even spoke to, and it was not very often that she did. Therefore, Lalaith coming by merely to visit was somewhat odd. “Come in, Lalaith,” she said and motioned Lalaith inside.

Lalaith entered the talan and turned as Alexa shut the door. “Please sit, Lalaith,” Alexa said and motioned to a chair near the door. Lalaith sat in the proffered chair, and Alexa took the chair opposite her. 

Alexa studied Lalaith as she sat. Lalaith was a very lovely Elven maiden, with long blonde hair and gentle green eyes. She was one of the most gifted seamstresses in all of Lothlňrien, and she had always been very kind to Alexa.

“How are you, Alexa?” Lalaith asked.

“I am well. And you?” Alexa asked in return. 

“I am well also.”

Alexa shifted uncomfortably. Could this be any more awkward? She did not know the first thing about female talk. 

“I was passing by early this morning, and I saw Lord Haldir leaving,” Lalaith said casually.

Ah, Alexa thought, as realization dawned upon her. She is curious about my relationship with Haldir. She frowned slightly. She was somewhat wary of discussing her relationship with Haldir with others, but she did wish to become friends with Lalaith. I cannot become her friend if I refuse to share with her. She sighed. “Yes. He asked me to accompany him to the festival.”

Lalaith smiled brightly. “That is wonderful! It will be good for the two of you to attend a common affair together.”

“I suppose so. However, I have never attended an event like this before. What exactly does it entail?”

Lalaith smiled warmly. “Well, there is feasting, singing, and dancing. It is a very enjoyable time.” She looked at Alexa. “Also, it is customary for the Elven women to wear gowns.” Lalaith was forced to suppress a smile at the look of pure horror that crossed Alexa’s face.

“A gown?” Alexa asked weakly. She hated gowns. For one, they were horribly uncomfortable, but more importantly, most were so revealing that they would fail to conceal her scars. She cringed inwardly as she remembered Haldir seeing the scars on her back this morning. She had never wanted him to see them, for they were horrid in appearance, and were a terrible reminder of her past. She stared at Lalaith. “Is it required?” she asked bleakly. 

“It will be expected,” Lalaith answered gently.

Alexa sighed gloomily. I will do it for Haldir. “Very well, Lalaith. I will wear a gown,” Alexa ground out.

Lalaith smiled. “I will return in a few moments with several gowns for you to choose from.”

Alexa nodded weakly and Lalaith departed. She stood and nervously paced around the room. It seemed like only seconds passed before Lalaith returned with those accursed gowns. She followed Lalaith into the bedchamber and watched as Lalaith neatly laid several gowns on the bed.

“I am certain that one of these gowns will suit your tastes, Alexa.”

Alexa stared at the gowns as if they possessed some sort of disease. She slowly began examining them, and chose the third one that she picked up. It was fire-blue with a high back, and a neckline that would end just before her collarbone.

“This one will do,” Alexa said.

Lalaith stared at her in surprise. “Do you not wish to try it on?”

“No,” Alexa answered simply. It will conceal my scars, and that is all that I care about.

“All right,” Lalaith said, smiling brightly. “I am sure it will look absolutely lovely on you.”

“Thank you,” Alexa mumbled softly.

Lalaith smiled. “I must be going.” She smiled gently. “Would you like me to come over and help you prepare the morning of the festival?”

Alexa stared at her. She really could use the help, especially with her hair. She had no idea how to arrange her hair into one of those immaculate styles that the other Elven maidens always wore. “Yes, I would appreciate your help,” she said as she fingered her hair.

Lalaith smiled. “I will be here early that morning. Namarie.”

Alexa nodded and Lalaith gave a slight wave and left.

Alexa sighed and stared at the gown on her bed. She shook her head in disgust. A gown. Of all things, a gown. She nervously ran her fingers through her hair. She must really love Haldir if she was going to wear a dress for him. She sighed heavily and fingered the gown. Blasted Elven customs! 

* * *

Many bands of orcs had been passing dangerously near the Lothlňrien borders. Haldir sighed in dismay. A horrible sense of foreboding had been weighing heavily on his soul of late. He could sense darkness creeping into the world. A powerful darkness that could destroy the whole of Middle Earth. He glanced over at his two brothers, and could see that they felt the same as he.

As his eyes scanned the horizon, his mind began to wander to thoughts of Alexa. He sighed. He knew he should be focusing on the task at hand, but he could not seem to stop himself from thinking of her. He could not wait for the day of the festival, when he would see her again. He imagined how beautiful she would look wearing a gown. A gown! She would not know that she would be expected to wear one! He sighed and smiled slightly. It matters not. She will be beautiful in her normal clothing. I care not what she wears; only that she is there with me. That is all that is important. He would just have to glare menacingly at anyone who stared at her oddly, and he would have a few things to say to anyone who mentioned the fact that she was not wearing a gown. He smiled. The festival could not come soon enough.


Chapter 3 - Anticipation

Chapter III: Anticipation


The morning of the festival had finally arrived. Alexa stirred restlessly in the chair while Lalaith painstakingly tried to arrange her hair. Lalaith sighed in frustration as Alexa moved again.

“Alexa, stay still! You are making it very difficult for me to weave this hairpiece into your hair,” Lalaith said in exasperation.

“I am sorry,” Alexa told her. “I do not know why I am so nervous.”

Lalaith smiled wistfully. “Love makes one feel nervous.”

Alexa blushed uncomfortably and changed the subject. “Are you attending the festival with anyone, Lalaith?”

“No, I am not,” Lalaith answered, a sad smile on her face. 

Alexa frowned slightly. “But there is someone you wish to attend with?”

Lalaith blushed. “Yes.”

“Who?” 

“Lord Orophin,” Lalaith answered softly.

Alexa smiled slightly. “He is very kind.”

“Yes, he is,” Lalaith replied. “I had hoped he would ask me to the festival, but he did not. I hope he will at least ask me for a dance.”

Alexa looked her in the eye. “Ask him.”

Lalaith’s eyes widened in surprise. “What?”

“Ask him to dance,” Alexa repeated.

“I could never do that!”

“Why not?” Alexa asked, not understanding.

“It is not proper. And besides, I would be far too embarrassed!”

“Lalaith, if I can wear a gown, you can ask Orophin to dance,” Alexa said dryly. 
	
Lalaith stared at her for a moment, and then her mouth curved into a wry smile. “You are right. If you can do the impossible, then so can I,” she teased. 

Alexa grinned. “Indeed. So you will ask him, if he does not ask you first?”

Lalaith sighed in resignation. “I will try. Now turn around so I can finish your hair,” she ordered with a laugh.

Alexa grinned and did as Lalaith asked. Alexa smiled slightly as she thought about her new friend. She sighed. It was so different socializing with females. She did not know quite how to behave around them, for most of her friends had always been males. She smiled. Somehow, she felt more feminine when she was able to jest and laugh with a female friend. She glanced up as Lalaith finished her hair. Alexa rose and looked at Lalaith.

“Thank you, Lalaith.”

“You are welcome. Do you not wish to look at it?” Lalaith asked.

“I will in a few moments,” Alexa answered.

“As you wish,” Lalaith said and smiled. “I must leave now, and go prepare myself for the festival."

Alexa nodded. “I will see you there.”

Lalaith nodded and left the talan. Alexa turned and went into the bedchamber. She sighed and began to remove her comfortable clothes. She put on the gown and slipped the delicate silver sandals onto her feet. She took a deep breath and walked over to her mirror. However, nothing could have prepared her for what she saw.

Alexa’s mouth opened slightly in surprise as she stared at her reflection. This cannot be me! She covered her mouth as she stared at the elleth in the mirror. Her hair was partially pulled back and loosely woven into an intricate Elven hairpiece. The remaining length of her hair was immaculately curled and hung loosely about her shoulders. Several loose strands framed her pale face. The fire-blue silk gown fit her perfectly, and made her look like a true Elven noblewoman. She sighed, still stunned. Today, I truly am Elyndiriel. 

She took several deep breaths and tried to calm her racing heart. She knew that it was time for her to meet Haldir. She sighed anxiously. She could not ever remember feeling like this before—like a youth, nervous about meeting her lover for the first time. I hope he thinks I look appropriate. She left her talan, and slowly began to make her way to the garden balcony, where Haldir would be waiting.

* * * 

Haldir returned from the borders early the morning of the festival. He bathed and changed into his formal attire. He chose a dark blue silk tunic with gold trim and a pair of black pants. He fastened his dark blue velvet cape around his neck and secured the gold clasp. He rebraided his hair, and examined his reflection in the mirror. He sighed nervously. I hope she likes what I am wearing. He took a deep breath and left his talan, heading for the garden balcony.

Alexa was not at the balcony when he arrived. I am early, he realized. He rested his hands on the balcony railing and stared out over the city. It never ceased to amaze him how truly beautiful Lothlňrien was in the morning. The morning sunlight made the leaves of the Mallorn trees glow a radiant gold. He continued in his reverie until he heard a soft voice behind him.

“Good morning, my lord,” the voice said quietly.

Haldir turned as he recognized Alexa’s voice. However, he was completely unprepared for the vision before him. 

Haldir’s mouth fell open slightly as he stared at Alexa. She was wearing a beautiful gown that matched her eyes, and her hair was curled and woven into a lovely Elven hairpiece. He could not speak, for she was so beautiful. She looked at him uncertainly.

“Is this not proper?” she asked, motioning to her gown. “Am I not wearing the appropriate attire?”

“No!” he said abruptly. “No. Le Bain.”

She blushed. “Thank you, Haldir. So are you. Handsome, that is.” 

“Thank you, Elyndiriel.” He smiled proudly. “You are learning Sindarin quickly.”

She smiled at his use of her Elven name. “I have had a marvelous teacher,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude.  

“It has been my honor and my pleasure.” He lightly brushed his lips against hers. “Shall we go, love?” he asked and offered her his arm.

She smiled and took his arm. He grinned at her, and they began walking towards the festival.


Chapter 4 - The Festival

Chapter IV: The Festival

	
Haldir and Alexa arrived at the festival just as Lady Arwen began to sing. Her beautiful, clear voice floated throughout the air, and seemed to charm everyone who was listening. Alexa watched Arwen in surprise. She did not realize that Arwen was in Lothlňrien. She had not seen her since her last visit to Rivendell. Her mind wandered to thoughts of her father. She missed him terribly, for it had been a great time since she had last seen him. She sighed. She would see her father soon, for she was intending to travel back home next week. Her mind returned to the present as Arwen finished her song and began walking towards them.

“Good morning,” Arwen greeted warmly. “It is good to see you again, Haldir.” She smiled brightly at Alexa. “Alexa, you look lovely. If only your father could see you like this!”

Alexa smiled. “Indeed. How are you, Arwen? I did not realize that you were here visiting Lothlňrien.”

“I arrived just yesterday. I am staying here for a time.”

Alexa nodded, but their conversation was interrupted, for Haldir’s brothers were walking towards them. Rumil was wearing a dark red tunic with gold trim and black pants, and Orophin was wearing a dark green tunic with silver trim and black pants. Both had on dark blue capes that were identical to Haldir’s.  

“Good morning, brother,” Rumil said. He smiled charmingly at Arwen. “Arwen, you look more beautiful than ever,” he said and kissed her hand. His eyes widened as he looked at Alexa. “My lady, you look absolutely lovely,” he told her and kissed her hand as well. Alexa felt somewhat odd as Rumil kissed her hand. She was not accustomed to allowing just anyone to touch her. However, she smiled at him, for she realized that his kiss was just a custom.

Orophin smiled kindly at Alexa. “It is true, my lady. You do look beautiful,” he told her.

She smiled faintly. “Thank you.” 

Haldir leaned over to her. “It is as I told you, dearest, you are radiant,” he whispered into her ear. She smiled at him and returned her attention to the company, which had begun discussing the festivities. Her eyes drifted to Orophin, and she frowned slightly as she saw him staring intently at something. She followed his gaze, and saw Lalaith standing a short distance away. She smiled slightly and leaned over to Haldir. 

“I will return in a moment,” she whispered into his ear. He gave her a puzzled look, but she simply smiled and walked over to Lalaith. Lalaith turned as Alexa approached.

“Good morning, Lalaith. You look lovely,” Alexa greeted.

Lalaith smiled. “So do you. I knew there was an Elven lady in there somewhere,” she teased.

Alexa grinned as she watched Lalaith’s gaze continue to shift between her and Orophin. “Please come join us Lalaith.”

Lalaith glanced at Orophin and blushed. “I would very much like to.”

Alexa gave Lalaith a reassuring smile, and they began walking over to the group of Elves. Everyone smiled and greeted Lalaith warmly, except for Orophin. He simply stood there stiffly and stared at Lalaith. Lalaith glanced at him shyly.

“Good morning, Orophin,” Lalaith greeted softly.

“Lalaith,” he replied tensely.
	 
The company glanced uncomfortably between the two of them, but fortunately, Rumil broke the silence. 

“What marvelous music! Arwen, would you honor me with a dance?” Rumil asked and offered his hand to her. 

“It would be my pleasure, Rumil,” she replied as she took his hand. The two of them left the group and began their dance.

Alexa gently nudged Lalaith. Lalaith glanced at Alexa, and then over at Orophin. She blushed painfully and lowered her eyes.

“Orophin,” Lalaith began, her voice wavering slightly. “Would you like to dance?”

Orophin stared at her for a moment before his mouth curved into a shy smile. “I would love to.” He took her hand, and they joined the other dancing couples. 
 
Haldir arched a brow at Alexa. “What was that about?”

Alexa grinned at him. “It is a long story.” 

Haldir studied her as she watched Orophin and Lalaith dance. He saw her smile slightly as they laughed. Perhaps she would like to dance, he mused. He grinned and touched her shoulder lightly. She turned and looked at him questioningly. He bowed and extended his hand to her.

“My lady, may I have this dance?” 

She stared at him, her eyes wide. “I would love to, but I….” her voice trailed off. She lowered her eyes. “I do not know how.” 

He smiled and tipped her chin. “I will show you.”

She gave him an uneasy smile. “As you wish. But I must warn you, you will probably have very sore toes by the time we are finished.”

He grinned. “I have tough toes.” He offered her his hand. “My lady.”

She took his hand, and he led her to the dancing area. He held her close, and they slowly began to dance. He smiled tenderly as he watched her face. Her brow was wrinkled in concentration, and she was intently watching her feet. He pulled her closer.

“Just relax. You are doing well,” he whispered.

She looked up at him. “I will try. I just do not want to step on your feet.”

He gave a soft laugh. “You are not going to hurt me, Alexa. Just relax and follow my lead.”

She nodded, and he could feel her relax slightly against him. She did step on his toes a few times, but he ignored it. He did not want this dance to end, for he loved having her in his arms. Unfortunately though, the music did indeed end just a few moments later. They stopped, and she gazed up at him.

“How did I do, Haldir?” she asked.

“Magnificently,” he replied, and lightly kissed her cheek. He smiled at her. “Are you hungry, love?”

She nodded. “I am famished, Haldir.”

He smiled and took her hand. They walked over to the banquet and joined their friends in feasting and merriment. 

* * *

The day continued on with more dancing, fellowshipping, and merriment. As night fell, the Elves began to disperse and return to their homes, except for those few that had had too many glasses of miruvor. They seemed content to sleep where they fell, much to the amusement of everyone. 

After bidding everyone good night, Rumil escorted Arwen to her talan, and Orophin escorted Lalaith to hers. Haldir and Alexa walked slowly back to her talan. She glanced at him and sighed heavily.

“You know that I am leaving next week, Haldir,” she said.

He glanced at her. “I know,” he said softly.

They continued walking, neither one uttering another word, until they reached Alexa’s talan. They walked up the stairs and stopped in front of her door. Haldir took her hands and looked into her eyes.

“Did you have a good time today?” he asked.

“Yes, I did,” she replied softly. “Did you have a good time, Haldir?”

“Yes. The festival was most enjoyable.” He gazed into her eyes. “I especially enjoyed being there with you,” he said huskily.

“I enjoyed being there with you as well, Haldir,” she said softly.

“I am going to miss you, my love. Our time together is always so brief,” he continued, his voice thick with emotion. 

“I know. I am going to miss you too, Haldir.” 

They gazed into each other’s eyes for a moment, neither saying a word. Haldir reached up and gently tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear. He looked into her eyes, and saw his own longing mirrored in them. He leaned down and gently kissed her. She placed her arms around his neck, and he pulled her closer. The kiss slowly deepened and became more passionate. He ran his fingers through her hair and felt her shudder. She pulled him closer and began lightly caressing his neck. After a long moment, he released her. 

“I should go,” he whispered.

“Yes, you should,” she replied and kissed him again, more passionately than before. 

He pulled her close, unwilling to release her. He lightly ran his tongue along her lips, begging entrance into her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, and allowed his tongue to enter. She moaned and began tracing his tongue with her own, causing him to moan in pleasure. After a moment, he lightly broke the kiss and began to kiss her neck. He could feel the pulse hammering in her throat beneath his lips. He returned to her mouth and pulled her closer against him. They continued in the kiss for a long while, until they both drew back. They were both trembling violently and breathing heavily. Haldir gazed into her eyes. They were wild and dark and… hungry. Just like he knew that his were. Her lips parted, and he almost kissed her again, but he stopped himself. He knew that he needed to leave before he could no longer do so. 

“Good night, my love,” he breathed.

“Good night,” she whispered. 

He kissed her lightly and left. He walked down the stairs, and began heading for his own talan. He ran a shaking hand through his hair, and tried to calm his racing heart. He now knew that she loved him. He could feel it when he kissed her, when he felt her racing pulse beneath his lips. His heart began to soar, but then fell as he remembered that she was leaving. He sighed heavily. He loved her so much, and he wanted to be with her. Every time that she left, he felt like his heart was being torn from his chest. He sighed. One day, very soon, I am going to remedy that, he thought. One day, I am going to have her with me forever.


Chapter 5 - The Journey Home

Chapter V: The Journey Home


The following days passed all too quickly for Haldir. Before he knew it, the time had come for Alexa to leave. That morning, the two of them stood by her horse, Spitfire, holding hands and gazing into each other’s eyes. Haldir ran his knuckles lightly along Alexa’s cheek.

“I will miss you,” he said softly.

“And I you,” she replied, her voice full of sadness.

Haldir gently pulled her to him and held her close. After a moment, he drew back and looked into her eyes.

“I love you, Alexa. So very much,” he said huskily, and lightly ran his hand through her hair.

She reached out, and ran her hand along his cheek. “I love you too, Haldir,” she said, her voice heavy with emotion.

He smiled. “Truly?”

She returned his smile. “Oh, yes. So very much.”

He pulled her close and kissed her deeply. He did not want to let her leave, but he knew that he must. After a long, and rather intense moment, he drew back. He gazed lovingly into her eyes.

“Return soon, my love. Please,” he begged.

“I will. You have my word on that,” she told him.

He smiled and helped her mount her horse. He caught her hand and looked into her eyes. 

“I love you,” he said

“And I love you,” she replied.

“Namarie, meleth nin.”

“Namarie, Haldir.”

She turned her horse and rode out of the city. He stood and watched her until she disappeared from his sight. He sighed, his heart heavy. 

“Goodbye, Alexa.”

He turned and began walking to the borders, determined to think of her, and to protect his beloved home from the growing darkness.

* * *

Glorfindel sat in the Council meaning and listened as Elrond discussed the increasing number of orcs and the growing darkness that threatened Middle-earth. It was becoming terribly dangerous for anyone to travel. He thought of his beloved, yet impossibly stubborn daughter, and her constant refusal to send word ahead, or to allow anyone to accompany her when she traveled. He sighed. She was so much like her mother, so stubborn and so independent. Please be careful, Elyndiriel, he thought, and returned his attention to the matter at hand. 

* * *

Alexa traveled cautiously across the Misty Mountains. She had to travel more slowly than usual, for Spitfire tired quickly. She sighed sadly. She knew that this was the last trip the two of them would make together, and that thought broke her heart. She scratched Spitfire’s ears, and he whinnied softly. 

“You still have the fire in your heart, boy, but your body is tired,” she said softly.

The horse nodded his head in agreement. She dismounted and stroked her old friend’s neck. The horse nuzzled her hair affectionately in return. She smiled sadly and hugged his neck.

“I love you too, boy.”

She took his reins and began leading him along the mountain pass. She knew that he was tired and needed a rest from carrying her. She forged ahead, slightly comforted by knowing that she would be home with her father in a few days.

* * *
 
The night before Alexa would reach Rivendell she stopped to make camp. She removed Spitfire’s saddle and stroked his neck. The horse nickered tiredly, and she sighed in agreement.

“I know you are tired, boy. I am too. But we are almost home,” she told him.

Spitfire nuzzled her hair affectionately, and she smiled.

“I have something special for you,” she told him and walked over to her pack. She opened it and removed an apple, for she knew that Spitfire loved them. The horse whinnied eagerly and ate the apple quickly from her hand. She scratched his ears and walked back to the fire. She sat down and leaned back against a log.

Her mind wandered to Haldir. She missed him terribly, and was unsure of how long it would be until she would see him again. She sighed. She loved him and that frightened her. She never thought that she would find anyone she could allow herself to love, until she met him. He had saved her life in every way possible. He had helped to thaw her frozen heart. She frowned slightly. She felt so vulnerable when she was with him. Surprise ran through her as she realized something even more disturbing: she trusted him. She shook her head. She had not thought it possible, but she did. She trusted him with her heart, and that thought excited her… and terrified her. She shook her head and smiled. 

I will return soon, my love. I promise. She looked up at the sky. Dawn would be coming in a few hours, and soon she would be home with her father.


Chapter 6 - A Father's Love

Chapter VI: A Father’s Love


Glorfindel stood on the balcony and watched as Elladan and Elrohir, Elrond’s sons, chased after young Estel, a boy whom Elrond had taken into his family. Glorfindel smiled slightly as the two elves made yet another futile attempt to catch the little human, who just proceeded to evade them by crawling through a small crevice that they were too large to enter. 

I wonder what Elyndiriel was like as a child, he mused. Was she like Estel is, wild and full of laughter with an insatiable desire for merriment; or was she solemn and withdrawn because of the evil that surrounded her as she grew up? He sighed. How he wished he had been able to take part in her childhood. To hear her laugh and to have her look up to him as all daughters did to their fathers. It breaks my heart that I missed your childhood, Elyndiriel, but I promise you that I will miss no more of your life. He shuddered as he thought of the growing darkness in Middle-earth, and of the horrible perils that were facing travelers. Elyndiriel, please return soon, for I miss you and worry for your safety in these dangerous times.

He turned as he heard another enter the balcony. He smiled half-heartedly as he saw Lord Elrond approaching. 

“Good day, Glorfindel,” Elrond greeted.

“Good day, Elrond,” Glorfindel replied. He stood silent for a moment, expecting Elrond to speak, but Elrond merely remained silent and continued to study him. Glorfindel shifted uncomfortably under his friend’s intense perusal.

“Thinking of your daughter, my friend?” Elrond asked. 

Glorfindel sighed. “Yes. I miss her and am concerned for her safety. As you know, it is terribly dangerous for even groups to travel, and yet, she always insists on traveling alone.”

Elrond nodded in understanding. “Daughters can be so terribly frustrating and stubborn,” he said wryly.

Glorfindel laughed softly. “Indeed, they can be. Stubbornness is something that Elyndiriel possesses much of.” 

Elrond smiled. “I have noticed that it does seem to be a quality that your family has in rather large amounts,” he said, his voice lightly tinged with sarcasm. 

Glorfindel chuckled slightly at Elrond’s comment, but his attention was quickly diverted by the sight of a rider entering the city. The rider dismounted and removed her hood, and Glorfindel grinned as he recognized his daughter. He turned and looked at Elrond, who was smiling.

“If you will excuse me, my friend,” Glorfindel said.

“Of course,” Elrond replied.

Glorfindel nodded and left the balcony. He walked quickly along the pathway, and began to make his way to the city entrance.

* * *

Alexa smiled as she and Spitfire entered Rivendell. She was home! She dismounted easily and removed her hood. Spitfire whinnied with delight, and she grinned and stroked his neck.

“Yes, we are home. Come, my friend. I will take you to the stables so you can rest,” she told him. “And see your lady friend,” she added with a mischievous smile.

She took his reins and began leading him towards the stables, but stopped as she heard a familiar voice call out her name. She turned and grinned as she saw her father approaching.

“Father!” she called and ran into his arms. They embraced each other tightly for a long moment, and then drew back.

“Elyndiriel, I have missed you so, my daughter,” he told her.

Alexa smiled. “And I have missed you, Father.”

“How was your journey?” he asked, his voice tinged with concern.

“Uneventful. Nothing happened,” she replied, trying to reassure him.

He smiled. “I am glad to hear that,” he said and lightly squeezed her arm. “Come. Let us go home.”

Alexa smiled and nodded. Her father accompanied her as she stabled Spitfire, and they then began walking towards their home.


Chapter 7 - Little One

Chapter VII: Little One


Alexa sat on a bench in the gardens, and continued reading the book on Elven history that she had gotten from the library. It was difficult to read, though, for it was written entirely in Elvish. She smiled slightly. It appears that I shall improve my speaking of Elvish and learn my history at the same time. She glanced up sharply as a young boy began running towards her. The boy was running rather recklessly, and he tripped on a tree root that was in front of her. Alexa reached out quickly and caught the lad before he hit the ground. She steadied him and looked into his mischievous blue eyes.

“Are you hurt?” Alexa asked the boy.

The boy shook his head, and glanced nervously around. “Please do not tell them you saw me,” the boy begged.

Before Alexa could ask whom, the boy ran and hid behind a tree. She glanced back and saw Elladan and Elrohir approaching. Both appeared to be quite harried and out of breath. Alexa’s eyes widened as they neared. Elladan had numerous twigs and leaves in his hair, and Elrohir’s tunic was completely covered in mud. She suppressed a smile, for she was unaccustomed to seeing the two normally well groomed elves so disheveled.

“Hello, Alexa,” Elladan said. He blushed as he looked at her. “Did you see a small boy run past here?”

Alexa shook her head and smiled. “No, I have not, Elladan,” she said sweetly.

Both brothers sighed. “Now we are going to have to search for him all over again,” Elrohir grumbled.

“Yes, I know,” Elladan replied, his voice full of annoyance. They looked back at Alexa. “Goodbye, Alexa,” Elladan said.

Alexa stifled a laugh. “Goodbye.”

They both waved and ran off in search of the boy. Alexa laughed as she watched them run away. She turned towards the tree that was concealing the child.

“You can come out now. They are gone,” she said, and motioned to him.

The boy peered out from behind the tree and glanced suspiciously around. Once he deemed it safe, he came out from behind the tree and walked over to her.

“What is your name?” he asked, glancing at her shyly.

Alexa smiled at the adorable little boy. “Alexa. What is yours, my young lord?”

The boy grinned at her. “Estel. Lord Elrond is my ada, and Elladan and Elrohir are my brothers. Do you have any brothers?”

Alexa grinned. “No. I have no brothers or sisters. I am staying here with my ada, Lord Glorfindel.”

Estel’s eyes brightened. “I know him! He is my ada’s friend, and he is always nice to me.”

“I am glad that you like him, Estel. He is a good ada.” Alexa replied. She glanced towards the way that Elladan and Elrohir had gone. “Why were you hiding from your brothers, Estel?”

Estel grinned. “We were playing a game. They are supposed to catch me, but I always get away from them.” He looked at her, a huge grin on his little face. “Do you want to play?”

Alexa looked at him in surprise. “Play? I am afraid that I do not know how to play any games, Estel.”

Estel’s mouth fell open, and he stared at her in surprise. “You do not know how to play?”
	
Alexa shook her head. Estel’s eyes brightened. “Then I am going to teach you how,” he said determinedly, and took her hand.

Alexa smiled and allowed Estel to lead her to his playing ground. He released her hand and turned to face her.

“Now, I am going to run, and you are supposed to try to catch me,” Estel said authoritatively. “Do you understand?”

Alexa suppressed a smile at his lordly manner. “I think I do, my young lord.”

Estel grinned. “Good. Here I go!” he shouted, and ran away.

Alexa laughed and began to chase after the boy. After a few moments, she could see how the little boy had managed to frustrate Elladan and Elrohir so badly. He was like a little mouse, so quick and able to crawl into tiny spaces. She almost caught him several times, but he always managed to escape at the last moment. She stopped and watched Estel as he ran away. Her mouth curved into a wry smile. I know just how to catch him. She crouched low and hid behind a large boulder in the field. Several moments later, Estel came running past her, and she jumped out from behind her hiding place and caught him. She held the little boy tightly as he struggled. 

“I have caught you, my young lord,” she said triumphantly. “Do you surrender?”

Estel struggled for a moment longer, and then relaxed. “Yes,” he grumbled.

Alexa laughed and released him. Estel smiled up at her. “You are good at this game. Elladan and Elrohir never catch me,” he said.

Alexa smiled. “Thank you, Estel. You are a good teacher.” The boy beamed up at her proudly, but then quickly ran and hid behind her as he saw Elladan and Elrohir approaching. Alexa smiled innocently at the two Elves. 

“Yes? Were you two looking for something?” she asked sweetly.

Elladan smiled wryly at her. “I believe you have found our missing brother, Alexa,” he said and pointed at Estel, who was peering out from behind her.

Alexa smiled. “Oh, yes. Estel and I were playing a game.”

Elladan grinned. “We saw. We were watching you two.”

“How did you manage to catch him?” Elrohir asked.

Alexa shrugged. “I suppose I am just good at this game,” she answered, and smiled brightly at the two of them.

Elladan grinned and caught Estel. He picked Estel up, and set him lightly over his shoulder. “We had better get you back to the house, little one,” he told Estel. “Father will want to know where you are.”

Estel frowned. “I want to stay and play with my new friend some more,” he whined.

Elladan grinned. “You can play with her more later,” he said, and winked at Alexa.

Alexa smiled. “Yes, Estel. You can come see me any time you want to, and I promise we will play more.”

Estel nodded and the brothers grinned at Alexa. “Goodbye, Alexa,” they said.

Alexa smiled. “Goodbye.”

They turned and began walking back to their home. Alexa grinned as Estel waved to her. She waved back and returned to the gardens. She picked up her discarded book from the bench and walked back to her home. Alexa smiled as she thought of her new little friend. She had never known many children, and this particular one was adorable. She frowned slightly. I wonder when Estel arrived in Rivendell. I do not remember Lord Elrond having a human son when I was last here. I wonder who this little one is.


Chapter 8 - Giving

Chapter VIII: Giving


Alexa remained in Rivendell for some time, and during that time, her old friend, Spitfire, died. He was old, and Alexa knew that it was his time, but it still broke her heart to lose her dear friend. Spitfire had endured much with her, and had saved her life many a time. He had always been there to comfort and protect her, and he had given her someone to love. Now he was gone, but Alexa knew that he would always be a part of her heart.
	
Alexa had begun to train Spitfire’s son, Rodyn. Rodyn was the color of the blackest night, and he had a small white star on his forehead, that was usually concealed by his thick, black mane. He was large and powerful with a wild spirit that rivaled even his father’s. Alexa had managed to break the horse enough that she could mount him, but whenever she tried to get the horse to move it would either refuse or tear away at an intense, unrelenting gallop. After one such galloping incident, Alexa dismounted and glared at the stubborn animal.

“Rodyn, you are impossible!” she said in frustration. “You are so stubborn! Just like your father!” 

She turned away and ran her hand through her hair, but spun around sharply as the horse nudged her roughly in the back. She stared at the horse, who snorted and stamped his foot. She shook her head and laughed. 

“Yes. And just like me too,” she said and scratched Rodyn’s ears. 

Alexa grinned mischievously at the animal, and she began to run lightly away from him. Rodyn whinnied and chased after her. Alexa changed her course many times, but Rodyn relentlessly kept pace. When Rodyn caught her, Alexa allowed him to knock her gently to the ground. She lay back and looked up at the horse.

“You are the victor, Rodyn. I surrender!”

The horse nodded proudly, and Alexa rose and stroked his neck. She stepped back and looked into the horse’s eyes.

“Shall we try riding again, Rodyn, and this time with you cooperating?”

The horse whinnied softly, and allowed her to mount him. Alexa held her breath as she gently nudged Rodyn, but to her surprise, the horse began to walk. She gave Rodyn another nudge, and smiled as he began to trot.

“Good boy. I knew you had it in you,” she said and lightly patted him. After several minutes of trotting, Alexa gave the animal his head, and held on as Rodyn broke into a steady gallop. They began riding back to Rivendell, but as they neared, Alexa saw a rider approaching. She halted as she recognized her father, and she quickly dismounted. Her father dismounted and walked over her.

“Rodyn is beginning to cooperate now, Elyndiriel?” he asked.

Alexa smiled wryly. “Yes. It appears that he has finally decided to behave himself.”

“He is as stubborn as you are, my daughter,” he teased.

Alexa laughed. “Yes, Father.”

Glorfindel grinned, but then his mood became serious. “Elyndiriel, I know that you are planning to return to Lothlňrien soon.”

“Yes,” she replied, nodding.

Glorfindel sighed, knowing that she would not like his request. “I ask you to please allow me to have someone accompany you.”

Alexa sighed heavily. “Father, we have discussed this many times. I enjoy traveling alone. It pleases me,” she told him.

“I know, Elyndiriel, but it is very dangerous for anyone to travel now, especially alone. Orcs are rampant, and evil is spreading. We suspect that the Ring of Power has been found.” He reached out and touched her cheek. “I am worried for your safety, Elyndiriel.”

Alexa covered his hand with her own. “I know, Ada. I know that you are worried, but I need this time alone. I was alone and took care of myself for many years. Sometimes I desire solitude.” She sighed. “It is sometimes difficult for me to forgo my old ways, Ada.”

He smiled gently. “I understand, my child. I do, however, wish to give you something to help protect you,” he said and walked over to his horse. Alexa watched him with open curiosity, as he untied something from the animal. He turned and revealed a beautiful sword and scabbard to her.

“I give you my sword, Sildring. It has saved my life many a time. It is made of the finest mithril, and the blade glows blue when orcs are near,” he told her.

Alexa studied the sword and was amazed by how light it was. It barely felt like she was holding anything at all. The sword was long and gently curved. The hilt was crafted in a beautiful Elven design, and the blade was intricately carved with several Elven runes. She looked up at her father and smiled.

“It is beautiful, Ada. Thank you.”

“You are welcome, Elyndiriel. May it always protect you and keep you from harm.”

She smiled at him, but then her mind wandered to what he had said before. She looked at him and frowned slightly in confusion. “Ada, what is this Ring of Power that you spoke of?”

Glorfindel looked at her in surprise. He realized that she would not know of the Ring because she had grown up so differently from other Elves. He began to tell her of how Sauron, the deceiver, forged the Ring of Power, and how Isildur had defeated him during the first War of the Ring. He told of how Sauron was bound to the Ring, and how Isildur had refused to destroy it.

“The Ring disappeared for many years, but we now suspect that it has been found, for darkness has once again begun entering Middle-Earth.” He looked into Elyndiriel’s eyes. “That is why it is so dangerous, and why you must be so cautious, my daughter. The Great Evil is growing in power once again.”

Alexa nodded in understanding. “I will be careful, Father.”

Glorfindel pulled her close and hugged her tightly. “Please, Elyndiriel. Please do.”

She drew back and looked into his eyes. “I promise, Ada.”

He nodded and smiled slightly. “Shall we take these animals for a run?”

Alexa nodded and they both mounted. Rodyn was still skittish, but he cooperated for Alexa. Alexa and Glorfindel rode for a long while, both dwelling on the words that had transpired between them. 

* * *

The day had come for Alexa to return to Lothlňrien. This would be her and Rodyn’s first journey together. The horse was still somewhat wary of being ridden, but Alexa believed that he would make the journey well. Her father had come to wish her farewell as he always did. Alexa went to him and hugged him tightly.

“I will miss you, Father,” she told him.

“And I you, dear daughter.”

Alexa released him, and he helped her mount Rodyn. He took her hand and looked into her eyes.

“I love you, my daughter.”

She smiled. “And I love you, Ada.”

“Namarie, Elyndiriel.”

“Namarie, Father.”

He released her hand, and she turned and rode out of the city. She rode into the magnificent spring-touched countryside, and began her long journey back to Lothlňrien and Haldir.


Chapter 9 - Storms

Chapter IX: Storms


Alexa continued her journeys between Rivendell and Lothlňrien for many years. During one such journey, Alexa was crossing the Misty Mountains on her way to Lothlňrien. A terrible snowstorm had begun to ravage the Mountains, making traveling tremendously difficult. The wind was so powerful and the falling snow so thick, that even Alexa’s keen Elven eyes were unable to see very far in front of her. Rodyn, who was usually very sure-footed, slipped frequently on icy patches, nearly sending them both over cliffs several times. 

Alexa raised her hand to her brow, trying to shield her eyes from the snow. She looked in every direction, but was unable to discern any recognizable landmarks, or any landmarks at all for that matter. She sighed heavily. If only we could reach the cave, then perhaps we could have some relief from this horrible weather! A mountain cave that Alexa had used many times while traveling was near this area. The cave was large and cavernous, and had always provided her with warmth and shelter from weather such as this. 

Alexa dismounted and began to lead Rodyn northwards, hoping to encounter the cave. She had an innate sense of direction, as did all Elves, but even the greatest Elven scout could not find their way through this wretched storm. Alexa’s body ached as she led Rodyn along. He slipped several times and nearly fell, almost taking her with him. She longed to ride, but knew that it was no longer safe to do so in the increasingly worsening weather. Freezing would not kill her, but falling over a cliff certainly would. A shiver of fear ran through her at that thought, but she pushed it away. Now was not the time for fear. Fear clouded one’s judgment, and judgment was something that she needed to be in control of right now. She reached up and stroked Rodyn’s neck, trying to calm the agitated horse. He calmed slightly at her touch, and they pressed on.

Just as Alexa began to lose all hope of ever finding the cave, it appeared in front of her. Alexa sighed in relief and resisted the urge to leap up and down like a child from excitement. As they neared the cave, however, strange sounds met Alexa’s ears. Rodyn flattened his ears back and snorted warningly. Alexa listened as the sounds grew louder and more boisterous. For a moment, she thought that a band of orcs had inhabited the cave, but the voices coming from inside were rich and deep, not snarling and evil like the voices of orcs. A strong smell slowly drifted out from the cave. It was not the foul stench of orcs, but rather, the sweet smell of roasting meat and of… ale?

Alexa gripped Rodyn’s reins tightly and began to enter the cave. She sighed tiredly. She was past caring who was in the cave and whether or not they were friendly. She was wet, exhausted, and sore, and poor Rodyn seemed to be feeling worse than she was. She sighed. She would rather die dry and warm, than die wet and tired and possibly fall off an icy cliff.

As she traveled deeper into the cave, the sound of the voices became more familiar. Dwarves! She smiled and began to walk further, but several Dwarves, all wielding rather sharp axes, approached her. 

“Stop right there, Elf!” one ordered. “Who are you, and what are you doing here?”

She frowned at his harshness. “Who am I? Who are you?” she asked stubbornly in return.

The Dwarf growled menacingly at her. “Impudent Elf!” he muttered. “I am Nali, and you, Elf, are trespassing!”

Alexa’s eyes widened in disbelief. Why was this Dwarf being so hostile towards her? “Trespassing? I most certainly am not trespassing! I am Alexa, and I have used this cave as shelter many a time during my travels.”

“Well, we are here now, Elf. So get out!” the Dwarf shouted.

Alexa was about to inform him that she had no intention of leaving, but a strong, commanding voice interrupted them. 

“What is going on here, Nali?” the voice demanded.

Alexa watched as a strong, robust Dwarf approached them. The Dwarf had a long, grizzly brown beard with equally grizzly brown hair, and he was wearing the traditionally heavy Dwarven armor. He appeared to be the leader of these Dwarves, for his presence was commanding and silenced all of the other Dwarves. His brown eyes glittered with anger as he continued.

“I asked you what is going on here, Nali. Who is this woman?”

“She is an Elf and a trespasser, my Lord Balin,” the guard answered.

Balin looked at her. “Who are you, and why have you entered here?” he asked.

Alexa sighed. “I am Alexa, and my horse and I are trying to gain some relief from this terrible weather. I have used this cave many a time for shelter during my travels, and would like to do so again now.”

Balin eyed her suspiciously. “Why would an Elf wish to stay in the company of Dwarves?” he asked.

Alexa frowned, not understanding. “I have great respect for the Dwarven people, my lord. I have known several Dwarves in my lifetime and consider them all to be very dear friends of mine.”

Nali laughed harshly. “A Dwarf? Friends with an Elf? Utterly ridiculous!”

Balin held up his hand angrily. “Silence, Nali!” he ordered. He returned his attention to Alexa. “Who are these Dwarves of whom you speak?” 

“I have known many Dwarves, my lord. Garin, son of Doin was a very dear friend of mine, and he is only the first Dwarf that I count among my friends. He and I escaped an evil man together many years ago. I stayed with him and his family for a time. I also knew Garin’s son, Serin, and I have known many more of Garin’s descendents.   

Balin’s eyes were enormous as he stared at her. “Garin the Great Storyteller?” She nodded and his eyes brightened in recognition. “Many of Garin’s descendents became storytellers as well. One of the tales that they tell is how Garin and his Elven woman friend escaped a brutal slave trader. Was that you, my lady?”

Alexa smiled and nodded. “Yes, my lord. It was.”

Balin nodded and smiled warmly at her, all earlier distrust forgotten. “Please come join us, Lady Alexa. We have more than enough food and drink, and it appears that we will be here for some time, until the storm clears.” 

Alexa grinned. “It would be my great pleasure to be in the company of such honorable Dwarves.”

Balin laughed heartily and led her deeper into the cavern. They entered the largest portion of the cave, and Alexa was amazed by how many Dwarves were there. The cave was enormous, but it was completely full of laughing, boisterous Dwarves. Alexa smiled. It had been a long time since she had been in the company of Dwarves. She missed their honesty and directness, as well as their delightful merry-making and hospitality. Balin motioned for her to sit near him. He looked around the cave and addressed his people.

“My friends, this is Alexa. She is a friend to the Dwarves, and will be staying here with us until the weather clears,” he told them.

The dwarves glanced up and grunted at her, and then returned to their food. Even though they paid her little heed, Alexa could sense their tension. What was this distrust that they had of Elves? She glanced at Balin as he handed her a piece of cooked meat and a mug of ale. 

“Here you are, Alexa. I hope you like red meat and ale, for we do not have any of that fancy Elven food or drink.”

Alexa grinned. “Meat and ale are wonderful, Balin. I am very tired of lembas bread, and I have always preferred ale to Elven wine.”

Balin smiled. “Next you are going to tell me that you enjoy drinking games,” he said.

Alexa’s mouth curved into a sly smile. “I have taken part in drinking games a time or two.”

Balin’s mouth fell open. “Truly? I did not know that Elves participated in such things.”

Alexa grinned. “I have only recently been living as an Elf. I was raised by humans. I have played drinking games with Hobbits, Men, and Dwarves.” She smiled proudly. “I was the victor every time.” She shook her head and laughed softly. “Males should learn not to underestimate the skill of females.”
	
Balin laughed. “I shall have to tell my cousin, Gimli, of this. He will never believe it.”

Alexa laughed and ate her meat. She downed her ale in one drink, much to the shock of the on-looking Dwarves. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and grinned at them. They began to laugh, and the former distrust that they had regarded her with vanished. 

The group remained awake well into the night, the Dwarves telling Alexa of how they were traveling to Moria to attempt to reestablish a kingdom. They told her of how Moria was overrun by orcs and how many of their kinsmen had been slain by them. They were determined to take their kingdom back from the orcs by any and all means necessary. The mood then lightened, and the Dwarves began to tell Alexa stories of their heritage, and Alexa began to regale them with tales of her life and travels. 

* * *

Alexa stayed with the Dwarves for several more days. The weather finally began to clear, and it was safe to travel once again. Early one morning, Alexa and the Dwarves prepared to leave, her heading for Lothlňrien, and the Dwarves heading for Moria. Alexa smiled and clasped arms with Balin.
	
“Thank you for your hospitality and friendship, Balin,” she said.

“And thank you for your friendship also, Alexa. I do hope that you will come visit us in Moria once we have resettled it,” he replied.

Alexa smiled. “I would be honored and delighted to, Balin.”

He grinned. “Safe travel to you, Alexa.”

“And to you, Balin.”

Alexa turned and mounted Rodyn. She waved and said farewell to her new friends, and began to travel on to Lothlňrien.
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