[Everdawn]

At the dinner, Vieana was seated beside Tessa and Averyll and Elen on the other side of Finduilas, she could tell that Finduilas was nervous, as she ate hardly anything. Vieana couldnt help but feel a little scared herself. But really? what was there for Finduilas to be afraid of? Minas Tirith was very grand, and the women in the court seemed very warm, (if not a little anxious to see Finduilas, granted) and Denethor, well, she would have to wait. For most of the meal, it was Tessa who did most of the talking, saying how lovley she looked.

Vieana just sat there and smiled, nothing can possibly go wrong she thought to herself. Though, an arranged marriage was certanly different. Vieana herself had been seventeen when her father had introduced her to her husband. She supposed that this was similar, as her father always introduced her to young men who he deemed worthy of courting his daughters. Vieana supposed that she had been lucky that she and Dardanir had fallen in love from first sight. And she hoped with all her heart that it would be the same for Finduilas.

Vieana humbly bowed when the Steward had entered and taken Finduilas- somewhere- she could see that the other Dol Amroth ladies were apprehensive, but none the less tired as she was. They were all lead to their rooms. Vieana sat in front of her mirror, combing her long hair. The she stopped, and turned to her mirror with a laugh, "If i were not mistaken, Tessa will not rest until she knows every detail of Finduilas' adventure." she laughed. She brushed her hair again and then looked back at her mirror. Her face. Her stone eyes, her ash blonde hair. im all here she sighed, safe and sound. There was a knock at her door, and Lessawen appeared.
"Excuse me, Vieana, but Miss Tessa askes me to ask youself if you have seen Finduilas yet." Vieana couldnt help but laugh. "No Lessawen, you may inform Tessa that i have not, although you may be content in asking the others."

"No need, miss Vieana, i have alredy done so... many times." said Lessawen leaving. Vieana slept soundly in her bed, until late in the morning, when she awoke with a start. "Ah! im late! again..." only was it when she was dressed, (another sliver and grey creation.) that Vieana stopped, turning to the mirror asked "what is it that I am late for?" she struggled to remember. "Oh! thats right! -details-." she reminded herself and scurried to find the other ladies.