Laurie had accompanied Cami to see that Goldilocks made it out of the chute safely. She had been torn between amusement at seeing the little child stuck in such a ridiculous position, and concern that she would not hurt herself as she struggled. Cami had her out in no time, brushing off the pretty pink party dress and joking with Rose about doing the same thing as a tiny hobbit lass. Laurie shook her head and smiled with respect at the capable woman.
She returned to the party and found the hobbit, Carie, playing skillfully on a violin. Toes were tapping in time to the music and Laurie could not help but twirl a few times around the dance floor herself before grabbing a bite to eat. She felt as though she had not eaten all day, and it was enjoyment enough to watch the happy guests mingle and dance. So many beautiful and varied people all together, it was really amazing to see. Elves, men, and hobbits were all talking merrily and the warmth of the room was not only created by the roaring fire but also by the good will and comraderie that rang to the rafters. It was getting late, however, and the crowd began to thin. Some sought refuge in rooms upstairs, while others left for the comforts of their own homes.
Laurie stretched and yawned; this had definitely been a night to remember. But, as with every party, the guests trickled out leaving countless dishes, cups, platters, and plates to be washed. Without bidding, the lady dressed in white began to gather up the beautiful crystal and took them into the kitchens to be cleaned.
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01-17-2003, 02:55 PM
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