That night had once again turned her bitter towards the king. He was exhausting her, never the less when he'd returned the ring she'd started wearing it again not that very many people were aware of what it meant. She'd not spent much time with the newly forming fellowship, she did not see it necessary. Aside from her visions and her power to heal which few were really aware of, she was convinced she would serve of no use to them.
The month seemed longer then most as it past, she rarely slept which wasn't unusual. While others grew close she kept to her self, spending most of her time in the garden. Occasionally she could over here the king and his soon to be queen arguing, she wished them not to argue and she honestly wished that Legolas would let what they'd once had go. She knew he was still holding on, she could feel it and it was only causing her pain, the sooner her let go the sooner she could.
When she had heard The King of Gondor would be joining there Fellowship, she was beside herself. It had been quite sometime since she'd seen her old friend. She'd always loved him, not the way she loved Legolas, but he'd always cared for her even when everyone had turned their back he still was there for her. Although when he'd taken the thrown and married Arwen, she'd seen less and less of him. She stood by one of the great windows, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the human King. She was dressed in the clothing of her people that had been long forgotten. Her usually unmanageable, thigh length black hair was rather tame with two tight side braids she looked less like the witch people had made her out to be and more like the once royal princess of The Misty Mountains. Her mother's crown upon her head. It was only at the request of Lord Celeborn that she present herself in such a manor.
"Sérëdhiel..I would like to speak with you." hs voice was soft yet demanding her to listen. Her dark, ocean blue eyes flicked to him as he spoke. "I..would like to apologize to you. For the words I threw at you. It was..unkind of me to say such a thing to you. I do not think it wise for us to go on this journey being at so far odds. It will serve us all if we are not angry with one another." she sighed remembering his words.
She'd had plenty of time to get over it, however she was still bitter over it and that was something she could not change. Sera did not easily forgive these days, nor did she forget and as detrimental to her already weakened soul, she could not help it. He moved closer to her then, but she did not move, she held herself very poised and much like she use to long ago, because it was ask of her to present herself like a princess.
Lord Celeborn had spoken with her about the journey and she'd shared details that no one else would no, like of her passing and he was quick to tell her to keep such things to herself, letting her know it would only harm the Fellowship to know of what was to come. He also showed her a compassion most had not given her in sometime, he knew her pain and he sympathize with her, yet he reminded her that even though her people were deceased she was still of royal blood and should act no differently.
"Peregrin and Lord Aragorn should be arriving this morning and soon we will be leaving. I do not wish Aeweth to go yet none else seem to see issue with this. She can fight..though she is no warrior. I would not survive if something happened to her. She is the only light that I have within my life." He spoke honestly to her and she sighed, he was worried for his sister and she knew that was a weakness and he could not have weakness, Burzum's creatures would rip at his weakness.
"You've no need to apologize to me my King. It is I who acted out." she said had he caught her away from prying ears she might had thrown cruel words his way, but they were in the palace and she would present herself in a respectful manor. "As far as Aeweth, you need not worry of her. She knows what is expect of her on this journey. The Marchwarden is fully capable of protecting her. I will have you know that I too have beings that are watching over her, they have been commanded to protect all of us at all costs and they will die for us if that is what it comes to." she said speaking of her wolves, although he would not know that it would harm her if they were to die. She glanced out the window just as the King of Gondor arrived with his entourage of guards.
"Let us go now and welcome an old friend." she said with a soft smile upon her lips.
"And I am glad as well. I cannot say that I enjoyed it. Will you promise me something?" The princess spoke before pausing and he regarded her with a simple, yes. "That we won't fight anymore. At least over silly things." she said her eyes on him and he nodded.
"I would not bring upon another argument if I can help it." he smiled simply reassuring her. He was unsure of why he disliked not being able to talk to her or be with out her, but it didn't matter to him much, he just knew that his job now was to keep her healthy and her light alive.
The month had passed surprisingly quickly. When he was not preparing for the journey he was spending his days with the young princess aiding her in her studies as well as preparing her for things that might come. He took to training her in combat a bit, though he wasn't entirely sure Legolas was all that fond of the idea, however he wanted her to be as prepared as possible. He found himself growing ever irritated when she would find companionship in the younger elf who it was decided would also be joining them on their journey.
he'd grown close to the young princess, the journey had yet to begin but he'd already started caring for her. He was glad that Aragorn would also be joining them, it had been since that battle of Helms Deep that he'd seen the king and that had been far too long. He was well aware that he owed his life to the King of Gondor, for it was because of him that he was even alive.
The day that The Hobbit and King were to be arriving was upon them and him, his brothers, and the rest of his guard had to be up particularly early to greet the travelers. Lord Celeborn would meet with them, all nine of the Fellowship that would be the fate of Middle Earth once again and then they would waste no more time.
Haldir had to be very aware of his attire. It had been sometime since he'd even been away from Lothlorien, he'd had a new outfit made for his travels and he dressed with almost a since of pride. It was an honor to be chosen to be a part of this new group of fated warriors from such opposing backgrounds. Finally her was off to greet The King and the hobbit at the border of the Golden woods. Aragorn had dismounted his horse and so had Haldir, the king had simply hugged him like no time at all had passed. They were back on their horses moments later heading for Lorien. His brothers had taken the lead and led the King to the palace, before he' gone in search of the princess and he knew where she was without having to think, his horse came to a halt and he gracefully dismounted.
"My lady, you are not getting cold feet about this journey all of a sudden are you?" he asked with a warm smile knowing that was as far from the truth as possible, she'd been trying to find ways to bid her time out of excitement. "The King and his small companion have arrived, Lord Celeborn will be awaiting are arrival as well." he explained offering his hand to her.