[Novnarwen]

Sador was glad the party was over. All that girl talking about Findulias, their gowns and Denethor. (How good looking he was.) Parties was really not him. Sador was also glad he wasn't woman. There was so much pressure. All that chatting about eachothers gowns and make-up. Some didn't really like red because they became too pale, others perferred red especially if it had the red color of a rose. Sador shuddered. He forgot to mention the gossip. Look at that nose, he had heard a lady say about another lady. It stretches about 50 milse south that one, she had continued. Luckily Sador didn't know her, he hadn't even seen her before, and he was pleased by that. People like har were to be ashamed off. All the same, he wondered, was someone telling gossip about him?

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Pelien and Sador made ready to go to bed. His wife had smiled all day, without one single brake, and he felt kind of sorry for her. Women, he thought. She stood brushing her hair. Why does she even do that, he tought. She is going to bed. He got a bit irritated about the thought of her actually brushing her hair before going ot bed. Did all women do that?? But all the same he loved the way she was.

Sador walked over to her laying his hands around her waist. "What are you thinking about?" he asked in a soft deep voice. Pelien turned around. "I…I was just thinking about luncheon tomorrow." she said in a nervous voice. “ It should be splendid. All of the ladies are coming…even the Steward’s daughters.” she continued. Another one he thought, but he managed to press a smile from his red lips.

“What is so funny?” Sador had crossed the room, something Pelien obviously didn't like. Her voice was harsh and she seemed to be dissapointed in a way. Sador finished dressing and saw his wife standing in her 'I-want-an-answer' position. Sador couldn't do anything but give a short laugh.
He explained to her that he just couldn't help it.

"You’ve thrown probably a hundred of these…parties, and you still judge their worth by whether the Steward’s daughters are coming.” She didn't seem to like this, but that was not the intension either. She was a lovely woman, and a lovely hostess, no doubt about that and of course, she was the best wife a man could possably want.

When he told his dear wife this, she couldn't do anything else than to smile at him. Pelien seemed to melt with these words and gave Sador a kiss on the cheek. Sador had meant all he had said, and was pleased with himself that perhaps his wife wasn't going to have loads of parties anymore. The reason was not thet he didn't like his wife to be outgoing, it was just he loved her so much and he wouldn't see her get upset when when... He didn't get the chance to give that another thought.

"Thank you Sador." Pelien returned to her hair brushing. Sador gave a smile, and had really in mind to say something like: Don't thank me, I haven't done anything, but he kept silent.

Instead he asked about their daugher Adrama: “Have you seen Adrama?” he asked as Pelien stood in front of the mirror.

Pelien hadn't seen her either. And she concluded with that maybe she should go and check on her. Sador on the other hand, went to bed.

[ July 08, 2003: Message edited by: Novnarwen ]