Sisters in law, sisters in expatriation: Gloredhel, by Himring (Chall.: The Heart Takes No Orders)
Title : Sisters in law, sisters in expatriation: Gloredhel
Author : Himring
Fandom : Silmarillion / Unfinished Tales
Rating : PG
Characters : Gloredhel of Dor-lomin and her husband Haldir of the Haladin
Disclaimer : Tolkien tells us about the wedding, Himring reflected on Gloredhel's married life.
Spoilers : Only very tangentially so.
Summary : Hareth and Gloredhel married each other's brothers in a double wedding; both went to live with their new husband's people. A drabble about Gloredhel in the Wood of Brethil.
Gloredhel’s unbounded enthusiasm with which she threw herself into learning everything there was to know about the Haladin way of life had quickly quelled Haldir’s fears that a bride from the House of Hador might find it hard to adjust-until now. This could not be put down to morning sickness, surely, however severe?
‘Gloredhel?’
‘Haldir, I’m sorry! I’ve been trying to make myself love the trees. I thought I did! But now I long so for open spaces…’
‘Would it help if I built you a house on a hill, dearest? You could be closer there to the sky…’
Author : Himring
Fandom : Silmarillion / Unfinished Tales
Rating : PG
Characters : Gloredhel of Dor-lomin and her husband Haldir of the Haladin
Disclaimer : Tolkien tells us about the wedding, Himring reflected on Gloredhel's married life.
Spoilers : Only very tangentially so.
Summary : Hareth and Gloredhel married each other's brothers in a double wedding; both went to live with their new husband's people. A drabble about Gloredhel in the Wood of Brethil.
Gloredhel’s unbounded enthusiasm with which she threw herself into learning everything there was to know about the Haladin way of life had quickly quelled Haldir’s fears that a bride from the House of Hador might find it hard to adjust-until now. This could not be put down to morning sickness, surely, however severe?
‘Gloredhel?’
‘Haldir, I’m sorry! I’ve been trying to make myself love the trees. I thought I did! But now I long so for open spaces…’
‘Would it help if I built you a house on a hill, dearest? You could be closer there to the sky…’