[Amanaduial the archer]

Amanaduial watched as the elf in dark clothes followed Elenna out of a side room into the hall with an unhappy look on her face. Without being able to stop herself, she got a flash of the others thoughts at the surface of her mind.

is weak to cry child, weak! Do not cry for me, simply carry out my last wish; the force of good? They will let you down girl. "Thick as Thieves", remember that...

Amanaduial looked up sharply at the stranger and at the same time their eyes met. Aman touched her forehead, stroking down her nose in a greeting. Ala did the same.
Aman walked quickly around the side of the hall to get to the mysterious elf. She did the same.
"Greetings Aman, I didnt introduce you to-"
"Alateriel. Alateriel Darkstar." Ala cut her off, not wanting to seem like she was just lounging in the background.
"Amanaduial. May I talk to you?" Aman did not give the last bit of her name, Tuarcuar; why should she be labled as just an archer when she could be so much more...or so Thrakatburz had said...
They stepped to the side.
"Alateriel-"
"Amanaduial-" They both laughed nervously. Both sensed about the other something strange, something so similar to their own powers and feelings about them. Aman opened her mouth to start again, but fell silent as the Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel practically glided into the room.
"I will talk to you later Alateriel. Let us go to their council." Aman whispered in Alas ear as they walked towards the long table.