"I find it funny how little ones as young as you all are, can be so ignorant. Note i didn't say no heir was named, just not to be sure of what lies ahead. An heir was named, however only your mother knows. Perosnally," he glanced at Eldarion "i'd throw my lot in with you."

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Raelyn looked up. she hadnt said anything to anyone. she looked up at her big brother. " yes she did." she studied him for a moment. then started walking inside. this was all too depressing for her. she felt weak among her siblings she was the only one crying, the only one that seemed to feel pain at this moment.
she walked into her room and dried her eyes. she looked in her mirror and saw howu rediculus(sp) she looked when she cried. she decided that she would no longer cry...
she changed out of her black clothing and put on a long purple shimmery dress.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

Deawen sighed " Please don't talk down to me Dernhelm, I am no longer ten" she sighed a second time. A gust of wind caught her sable cloak wrapping it around slightly, she was seventeen and yet she still looked 14, as elven children even half ones grow older slowly.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Arwen sat in her room waiting for her children. she thought over that night when her dear husband told her the name of the new king. she wasnt sure if this child was ready yet. and she knew now that her husband was gone. someone was going to try and steal the thrown. she had to be strong.

Raelyn was the first to enter her mothers room. she came in silently. she sat down by her mother.
Arwen smiled her sweet smile and stroked her daughter's hair. " where are the others?" she asked her youngest.
Raelyn shrugged. " i have no idea...." she laughed.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Deawen smiled her brother alway had a way to bring out a smile from anyone. " Please Excuse me Lord Dernhelm" she said with a deep cursty remembering her manners. She was only a few seconds after Eldarion she closed the door softly. She sat in a chair near her siblings.
She waited patiantly for her mother to speak.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Raelyn smiled up at her brother.
Arwen greeted Deawen and then sat down once again. she looked at all of her children in the eyes. " i have brought you all here today to tell you. that your father named an heir." she paused.." but i want you all to decide who will take the crown as well." she bit her lip not knowing if this was the right decision. " that does not mean you 'fight' over the crown..it means you will show me and other supiors that you are ready.." she said studing their face's. " Deawen i know you have an opinion on this.." she said knowing Deawen had an opinion about everything.
Raelyn was about to burst if she didnt say anything but she held her tounge.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

Deawen sat silent for awhile for once she had nothing to really say.
" Mother forgive when Isay this but it's seems you feel the heir that Father chose was unfit for the throne...this could throw the kingdom into ruin! Traditionally the throne goes to the eldest male heir.. one son two daughters it seems clear to me who would be the heir, no one here would support a queen when there is a male heir in line..." Deawen fell silent again surpressing the urge to begin shouting " It isn't fair..." she ended.
She glanced at Eldarion, her expression once again behind a calm mask. Worry danced in her eyes.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

" the heir he chose is not unfit..just not ready at the moment, my dear. and yes i know people will be confused and may not suport your father's choice. " she sighed. " you see this wasnt my choice this is your father's choice i just am delaying it for a while..becuase my children, none of you are ready to take the thrown at this point in time." she said being honest. " i fear that if i let you know whom it was he spoke, that some, strife may come between us all..so until each and everyone of you are ready, i will not reveal a name. but there is something else we must remember. while i am ruling in your father's sted until one of you comes to take the thrown. there is the possiblity of someone trying to steal the thrown from our family." she said. she looked at each of them in the eyes making sure they understood her.
" now it is time for dinner.." she said standing up and leaving.


Raelyn looked at her siblings. " i feel as if our family is already having strife." she said hoping her mother wouldnt hear her. " why did father have to make this complicated....." she said before standing up and pacing the room.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Deawen left the chamber in a flury of sable folds. She wasn't angry only worried. She hurried to her room to change locking her door. She changed from the constant black to dove gray. She wanted to skip dinner and go for a ride to clear her head, but protocal called sharply.
She seated herself infront of the vanity mirror staring at the pale face that stared back.
She left her room alittle calmer and more level headed but she longed to dash to the stables and ride far away.
She entered the feasting hall with little ceromony. Nodding her head to those who greeted her.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Eonera, after the funderal cerimony, went to her family's guest suite, and went to her room. She changed to her black funeral gown, to a deep red dress, and tied back the top part of her hair into a red ribbon.

Eonera made her way to the dinning chamber, where she looked around for a place to sit. She saw Deawen and came over.
"Hey, Deawen, what happened? Was the heir named?" she questioned...

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Deawen smiled to Eonera, " No, there are some...complicationsthat arose that need to be smoothed out. But don't worry an Heir will be named...all in good time" she said trying not to reveal that none of them knew the next heir. She took her place second seat to the left of where her father once sat. She couldn't look at the Chair it was too painful.
" I didn't get to ask earlier, but tell me how was your journey here?" she asked Eonera stearing the subject away from the heir topic.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Eonera came to sit next to Deawen, for at least until she had to go to her own seat a little further down the table.
"Other than a bandit attack, and also a run in with some goblins, the trip was very uneventfull. Though, my father did teach me a new trick on horseback. Want to go for a ride later? I could teach it to you," Eonera said, just fine that Deawen wanted to change the subject. Politics wasn't much her thing at all...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08