[Mattius]

Thelian stopped before walking on the the balcony where Menelya waited. He took a deep breath, faked a smile and made his way in.

"Good Menelya," Thelian said bowing in front of her.

"Thelian," she replied passivly.

"How are things in the House of Elrond in such times?" Asked Thelian politely.

"Fine, just fine," she said beginning to walk and expecting Thelian to follow, which he did. "How is Melost?"

"He has been ancious to reach here, with good reason."

If looks could kill, Thelian would have died a thousand deaths at that moment. Menelya stopped walking and bid the squire farewell feining polietness. Thelian made his way back to Dorlas and pretended to shudder as the boy asked him how his meeting with Menelya had gone.

"Come Dorlas, let me show you some of Elrond's home" said Thelian.