Post by Arlenwa Nenharma on Apr 18, 2009 22:17:21 GMT -5
"No, open air and the earth will heal me faster than any prodding her healers can do. I would bow, my lady, but I hope you will understand my inability." Nostariel nodded silently. "Ná Elbereth veria le, ná elenath dín síla erin rád o chuil lín." "Noro go hûl, bado go Eru." (Run with the wind, go with God) The elf smiled sadly, brushing past the servant lightly.
Nostariel hurried into her room, Aras lifted his head sleepily, but seeing it was his elf he got to his paws and stretched. The she-elf smiled, stroking his head gently before changing into a dress more proper for a council meeting. Aras lept up onto the bed, grumbling his displeasure at her leaving already. "No dhínen mellon nin." (Be quiet my friend) "Go back to sleep. I will return soon."
Slowly, the elf made her way through the corridors and into the large meeting room, taking her old place at Lord Maidhion's right side. An older elf glared at her from across the room. Apparently she had replaced him. Despite his glare, she dipped her head in greeting.
The silver haired elf was the last to enter the room, taking his place in the large chair. Seeing Nostariel at his right, his expression turned to shock, but he composed himself quickly. "So we can trust you after all Lady Nostariel." "Im gelir ceni ad lín Maidhion.." (I'm glad to see you Maidion) She muttered, not meeting his gaze. He laughed quietly, patting her hand which was resting on the arm of her chair. 'Laughing', Nostariel moved her arm away quickly placing her hands in her lap.
"First we must discuss how to begin construction on the new bridge over the stream near Lord Glandur's home.." All the others looked somewhat interested in the topic Lord Maidhion had choosen. So it begins. Nostariel thought bitterly, staring coldly at the others then boredly out the large windows.
{Word Count: 320}
{Notes: Meh.}
Nostariel hurried into her room, Aras lifted his head sleepily, but seeing it was his elf he got to his paws and stretched. The she-elf smiled, stroking his head gently before changing into a dress more proper for a council meeting. Aras lept up onto the bed, grumbling his displeasure at her leaving already. "No dhínen mellon nin." (Be quiet my friend) "Go back to sleep. I will return soon."
Slowly, the elf made her way through the corridors and into the large meeting room, taking her old place at Lord Maidhion's right side. An older elf glared at her from across the room. Apparently she had replaced him. Despite his glare, she dipped her head in greeting.
The silver haired elf was the last to enter the room, taking his place in the large chair. Seeing Nostariel at his right, his expression turned to shock, but he composed himself quickly. "So we can trust you after all Lady Nostariel." "Im gelir ceni ad lín Maidhion.." (I'm glad to see you Maidion) She muttered, not meeting his gaze. He laughed quietly, patting her hand which was resting on the arm of her chair. 'Laughing', Nostariel moved her arm away quickly placing her hands in her lap.
"First we must discuss how to begin construction on the new bridge over the stream near Lord Glandur's home.." All the others looked somewhat interested in the topic Lord Maidhion had choosen. So it begins. Nostariel thought bitterly, staring coldly at the others then boredly out the large windows.
{Word Count: 320}
{Notes: Meh.}
