[VanimaEdhel]

Menelya heard many ladies go by her door, twittering to herself. She looked out the window and saw the beautiful colors of the sunset appearing in the sky. It was time for dinner. There would be a great feast in the hall. Melost would attend, which meant that Anwaelme would also be there.

Menelya quickly jumped out of the chair she was in and quickly changed into a dark red velvet gown. She quickly checked her hair and was satisfied with her appearance. She made her way down the hallway, nearly at a run. She stopped when she was nearly at the hall so that she would not appear out of breath when she entered.

With an icy-cold face, much like that which Melost had commented on of Anwaelme but a short time earlier. She entered the hall and silently noted how most people stood away when she walked in. However, her lady-friends came running up, twittering like chickens. Menelya smiled at them and wondered why she put up with such idiots. She made a biting remark about one of the dresses worn by one of the Elves, causing them all to fall silent. She quickly scanned this room in this momentary pause of shock. Off with some of the other men she saw Anwaelme and Melost. Anwaelme did not look to be happy to be sitting with the men. Menelya stole a brief moment to smile at her daughter's misfortune.

The women finally came back around, shrugging the insult off and continuing to babble on about palace gossip. Menelya smiled and followed the women to their table, keeping her eyes on Anwaelme, who was too absorbed in her misery to notice the eagle-like stare from her mother.