[Nurumaiel]

The ball had ended. Adrama and her family had said farewells and gone home, where the daughter had hurried to her room and changed into a breezy white evening gown that went splendidly with her dark hair. She removed the necklace and stored it away carefully, then undid her hair, letting it fall down her back in the soft ripples the braids had created. She sighed heavily, and an unbidden tear slid down her cheek. Annoyed, she brushed it away. The ball had been long and a great strain. Adrama had enjoyed herself as much as she had planned, but was exhausted from all the fun she had had. But it had been wonderful...

Except for that one part where Addruran had wanted to dance with her. How annoying that had been. So why did she say yes? Probably because she couldn't find her mother and father, and Emilia was off somewhere else. There was nothing else to do. And he had been very kind to her, apologizing sweetly for his behavior earlier. At least he had apologized, even if he was annoying. It wouldn't do to have a Gondorian who couldn't be humble wandering about.

The party had ended after Finduilas had met Ecthelion. What fun that had been. Adrama's cold eyes had percieved how much Finduilas had trembled and how nervous the latter had been. She herself was always calm and collected, even at great events that might have a huge impact on her life. The thought came to her that she had not acted calm and collected when Finduilas was introduced to the court, and that greatly affected her life. She dismissed the thought quickly, but a tinge of color slowly rose to her face.

She went to her window and opened it, letting the cool breeze rush against the warmth of her blushing cheeks. Tomorrow would, hopefully, be more bearable. Her mother was holding a luncheon party for various lady members of the court, and though no word had been said, Adrama was sure she herself would be going, as well. And Finduilas would certainly not be invited. How wonderful her mother was! Yes, there would be her chance to escape for some time without having to look at Finduilas.

Slipping into bed, Adrama pulled the covers up to her waist and closed her eyes, letting the breeze outside slowly lull her to sleep. She knew it was no use to try to go to sleep, just as it was no use to try to forget Finduilas. It was something that just happened and you didn't even realize it. Hopefully it would happen soon. . .

[ July 13, 2003: Message edited by: Nurumaiel ]