Yalúmessë

A/N: Hi all! This is my first attempt at writing a Celeborn and Galadriel fan-fic. I hope y’all like it!

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The Meeting








Sunlight streamed through the trees and shone on the glowing figures of two elves on horseback.

“Do think this is a good idea, Findaráto?” A female elf with golden hair asked the male elf with the same radiant hue on his head, who was riding beside her.

“Where else can we go, Artanis?”

That silenced the golden elf-maid for a while. She sat deep in thought.

“Artanis?”

“Hm?”

“What has thee so quiet all of a sudden? Usually you would have sent me a witty yet stinging reply by now.”

//You know very well what has me so quiet// Artanis’ voice came inside Findaráto’s head.

//Yes, I do. For it is also in my mind// he thought back, //ai, my dear sister, there was little we could have done to stop him at Alqualondë. Though, if I had a chance now he would be stalking the Halls of Mandos!//

Artanis looked at her brother sharply. //But, then you would be no better than Feänor and his dark heart. You would have the same guilt on your hands as he has on his//

Findaráto sighed. //I know, I know. You are right, as usual, Nerwen//

Artanis stiffened and shot her brother a glare. //Findaráto, thou knows’t full well of my deep dislike of that name!//

Findaráto only smiled.

//You are so aggravating sometimes, which I am sure you are aware of//

//What? Mother gave you the name ‘man-maiden’ because you fight so well, often beating me and you have always had an air of supreme independence about you//

//No, it is because I am so unusually tall for an elf maiden that I reach the height of most elf-men, and even over some// Artanis sighed. //If I were to find a male elf even an inch or so taller than I, I should be well pleased//

//That would be a very tall elf indeed!//

Artanis threw her brother a glare, but it did hold a gleam of amusement in it as well. //Thou art lucky to be out of striking distance, brother//

Findaráto laughed but then suddenly stiffened. //We are being watched//

//Did’st thou not notice that?//

Findaráto shook his head.

//We have been under close watch ever since we entered the wood// Artanis answered. Suddenly her eyes widened and her senses became fully alert.

//Someone is coming!//

Findaráto winced at her exclamation inside his head.

They then heard the stretching of bowstrings and their gaze flew to the archers that sat in the boughs of the trees, waiting for a single signal. From behind the trees more archers appeared and surrounded Artanis and Findaráto.

From their midst came an elf clad in robes of white and sky blue. He was tall and his head glowed with the sunlight as it intertwined with his silver hair. His shoulders were broad and robes could not hide his strong build. His features were finely chiseled as well. His eyes of blue and gray looked over the two Noldor with something of slight dislike. But, then suddenly, he bowed.

“Hail, Lord Findaráto and Lady Artanis of Aman, son and daughter of Finarfin
of Aman. None pass through the Girdle of Melian uninvited and live.”

Artanis’ gazed flicked to the drawn archers on the ground. She singled one of them out under her gaze.

//I am not afraid of you//

The elf’s eyes widened, but that was the only indication of his surprise, his aim did not waver.

“Fortunately,” the silver headed elf continued, “you are expected.”

Findaráto started and stole a glance at his sister. Her gaze was cool and her countenance indifferent. “She told you this?”

“Yes, but I would not have needed her saying so to know. You would never have been able to find this place without her accepting your presence”

Teleporno signaled to the archers and they lowered their weapons. “I am Teleporno, kin to Elwë, whom we call Thingol.” Artanis then noticed that this Teleporno’s voice harbored a slight accent.

“Elen síla lumenn’ omentielvo,” Artanis said with graceful politeness and nodded her head. Teleporno bowed in answer.

“If you will follow me,” Teleporno said once he straightened, “I will lead you to the palace.”

“Hantanyel,” said Findaráto.

The entire party moved forward on Teleporno’s signal.


Artanis idly watched her surroundings as they marched solemnly along. She gazed at the trees and noticing the trees seemed greener and lusher since they passed through the Girdle of Melian. They were bright, though not as brilliant as the one’s they left behind in Valinor. If she felt any pangs of homesickness at this thought, it was only for the trees. She had always desired to go abroad and would have been glad to now be doing so, if it were not for the great pain lying heavily on her heart.

Out of the corner of her eye Artanis saw the sun glinted off the silvery hair of Teleporno. Since she had nothing better to do, she focused her sights on him. Artanis did not know why, but she found herself suddenly curious as to what he was thinking at the moment. With a mischievous gleam in her eye she reached mentally out to him. Artanis felt her thoughts entering his, but before she could hear anything she was suddenly shut out and thrown back!

Artanis swayed in her saddle a little.

//Nerwen, are you alright?// her brother’s anxious voice came into her head. //What happened?//

//I . . . I am not sure. All I know is it was something that was never before//

Findaráto gave her a quizzical look but did not question. Artanis turned her sights back to Teleporno and was shocked when he looked back over his shoulder at her. A saucy side smile appeared on his face. Then he turned back.

Ire rose in Artanis’ breast. Embarrassment stained her cheeks and she decided right then and there that she did not like this Teleporno. She did not like him at all.

At least, that’s what she told herself.



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Notes:

Yalúmessë: “Once Upon a Time”

Findaráto: The Quenya form of Finrod.

Artanis: Galadriel’s father-name

Teleporno: The Quenya form of Celeborn

“Elen síla lumenn’ omentielvo”: A star shines upon the hour of our meeting. Q (Quenya)

“Hantanyel”: Thank-you. Q