
Her hand fell with the subtle loss of energy, directing Haldir towards the stairway she seemed fine. The loss of blood however drew her vision to smudges and her steps to staggers few and far between as she began the ascend with rapid haste.Haldir frowned. He had hoped against hope that she would put aside their earlier argument in favor of the more pressing matter. That could be resolved later.
He spent a moment registering her words, and then nodded, ushering her along. There was an effort to be gentle, and yet accommodating Tauriel’s need for haste. Whether they paused here or there was of no importance.
He waited for her to go first up the hidden stairs, the supplies still ready in his hands.
“You have lost enough blood already. Hurry, we must secure the tip.”
Her hands were sluggish and clumsy. They weighed so heavy; she weighed so heavy now that she pondered upon the thought....
Haldir watched her struggle in a reserved terror, wanting to do much but being able to do nothing. Once safe from prying...