Part 17

“Ah,” said Legolas, turning towards the door, “that will be the March Warden—come in!”

Haldir entered, greeting Legolas and Fingolfin formally. “I have selected the Guard of Honour for your wedding,” he said, handing over the list.

“Thank you.” Legolas scanned the names. “Fine,” he said, “but that is not why I sent for you, Haldir. There is something else I need you to do.”

Pouring the March Warden a goblet of cider, Legolas described how he and Eowyn had found Melannen, sitting in the snow beside the Doro Lanthron road, how they had retraced his steps, along the stream and through the rocks, and had found the little town—

“I had no idea that there was a settlement up there,” said Haldir.

“Nor had I,” replied Legolas; and he went on to explain how, the next day, they had searched the Forest and found the ruined house, but no sign of the child’s parents.

“So you want me to make a thorough search,” said Haldir.

“Exactly,” said Legolas. “But do not go yourself. I suggest you send Camthalion and Orodreth.”

“May I make a further suggestion?” asked Fingolfin, who had been deep in thought since first hearing Legolas’ story.

“I would be grateful for it, my Lord.”

“Speak to Berryn, March Warden,” he said, referring to the colony’s cartographer. “He has mapped that region and will know the town. And, if he is willing to go, he will be a useful addition to the search party.”

“Of course,” said Legolas.

“Do you want me to send them out now,” asked Haldir, “or to wait until after the wedding?”

Legolas leaned back in his chair, lacing his fingers together with a sigh. “Just between us three,” he said, “I am worried for Eowyn. I am afraid that she is losing her heart to the boy. It is easily done.”

“He seems an excellent little fellow,” agreed Fingolfin.

“If she must part from him,” continued Legolas, “the sooner it happens, the better. So send them straightaway, Haldir, with permission to return here for the ceremony. They can continue the search afterwards, if need be.”