Eleniel stood in the ballroom waiting for Finduilas to come out. What’s taking so long she thought impatiently to herself. So far all they had done was wait for Denethor and his-bride-to-be, to enter with his sisters and Ecthelion. So much fun they we having, Elen thought sarcastically to herself.
After they had left the tea two days before, which had gone surprisingly well, she had come to her room and found a beautiful invention inviting her to a Masquerade Ball, in honor of Finduilas. Naturally Elen was delighted at the thought of the ball and hurried to figure out what she would wear. She had gotten a dress made for her, though she wouldn’t be going as anything but a young woman wearing a dress. It was a deep burgundy shade, quite grand, embroidered in gold thread. Its sleeves were off the shoulder and halfway down they changed from burgundy to black. Her mask was of the same colors with a large golden feather sticking from it. It was annoying her so much that she was about ready to pull it out.
Her long black hair was between a bun and curls. A layer of it was pulled up and the rest hung down curled. She wore a golden necklace with a large golden heart pendent, and a black shawl to finish her outfit. Everything about her outfit seemed perfect, but of course she had to wear the corset. It had been pulled so tightly she could hardly breathe. I’ll probably faint soon, she thought trying to adjust it so she could get a little air. Tessa, who had just come back, gave her a teasing smile as she watched Eleniel try to get some oxygen.
“The Steward Ecthelion with his family!” Elen heard a clear voice say. Finally! Elen started to clap and forced herself to smile.
“Doesn’t Finduilas look beautiful?” Elen whispered to Vienna. Vienna nodded as she watched the couple walked towards them and then start to dance. She was about to say something to Averyll when she realized Tessa and her had wandered off.
“Do you know where Tessa, and Averyll, have gone?” She asked looking around. Vienna seemed to snap out of her thoughts and she quickly searched the room.
“Lets go find them” Vienna said as she set off to look for them. Elen quickly hurried to catch up to Vienna who was moving quite fast.
“Slow down. People might think were up to something” Elen hissed as she caught up to Vieana. Vienna slowed down. They passed many young women who stared at Finduilas. Many of there expressions told Elen that they longed to be her, they were jealous. Many of these girls’ mothers stared wistfully and sadly at their daughters and Denethor. They probably hoped that they would marry Denethor. Not an outsider like Finduilas.
“There they are” Vienna said pointing to where Tessa and Averyll walked. “Come on.” She said quickening her pace again. The two girls ahead were whispering to each other and in a couple moments they would be in earshot, so they would soon here what the girls were saying.
“And of course, Lady Dryea of Dol Amroth is being the star of the evening...” she heard Averyll say. Tessa stopped.
“Of Dol Amroth?”
“Yes her sister Alethea, her mother and Dryea are all from Dol Amroth.” Vieana said catching up to them. “ The Morthaniawen’s.”
“Odd, I’ve never heard of them before. But Dol Amroth is big enough that, I may not have met everyone. “ Elen paused in confusion. “But by the looks of them, they are very rich so I would think they would be a noble of Dol Amroth. At dinner my sister always discussed all the nobles, probably because she liked that one boy, but obviously he didn’t like her. I mean who would like such a witch.” Elen looked up,” But that is besides the point.” The more she spoke the more confused she became. Vienna tapped her shoulder lightly.
“I think you should be quiet” she said, “You are starting to confuse me,” she added quietly. Elen smiled at her.
“I’m starting to confuse myself” Elen said before walking off to get a drink.
[ August 21, 2003: Message edited by: elven maiden Earwen ]
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