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Post subject:  Posted: February 1st, 2008, 8:51 am |
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" I would be delighted" she answered, sipping her goblet of wine.
" I miss the summers when my brother, sister and I would go to Edoras to learn horsemenship, Have you found a new Maraes to take place of Shadowfax?" she asked reflecting. Those were some of the best memories of hers, she loved horses and being with the best riders in middl earth made it seem ethreal.
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Post subject: Posted: February 1st, 2008, 12:21 pm |
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Eonera thought for a second.
"Yes, we have. His name is Moonbeam, and only allows my brother to ride him. Of course, it's probably because the heir to the throne of Rohan will go to Elfwine," she winced when she realized what topic that could bring up and turned the discussion. "Do you know how long it will be until you visit Rohan again?"
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Post subject: Posted: February 1st, 2008, 1:03 pm |
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Deawen put down her goblet and shook her head, " No, I can't leave the kingdom until the state of thing improves. " she said diplomaticaly, " there is doubt to who the crown will pass to in rohan?" She asked curiously
'' if there is that makes two of us" she thought to herself, once again sipping her wine. " how is your brother by the way? Keeping away from danger I hope!" she laughed slightly, "Elfwine was always into trouble, I remember when we were little and we came to visit, how he climbed on the roof of the golden hall and stayed there because I refused to dance with him at the feast!" She laughed again this time it was a happy laugh.
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Post subject: Posted: February 1st, 2008, 3:15 pm |
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Eonera shook her head.
"I didn't mean it that way. There's no doudt about the heir. Unless..." she shook her head again. "Never mind. Anyway, my brothers gotten himself into trouble plenty of times, and he'd dragged me into it, too," she said with a giggle. "Oh, I remember that. That was the same year he almost burnt down the bakery trying to make a pie."
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Post subject: Posted: February 1st, 2008, 6:38 pm |
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Deawen laughed again, she surveyed the hall there was just as much weeping as there was laughter. She turned to where her father would normaly sit as if to get him to join the conversation. Bitter rememberance hit her with such a pang she bit her lip. She turned away from that sad chair quickly, she sipped her wine again then took a deep breath.
She began to spin a gold ring on her index finger, " How was the fire festival? I was sad when we had to miss it this year... how many horses crossed the fire?"
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Post subject: Posted: February 1st, 2008, 6:47 pm |
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Eonera's heart was saddened when Deawen turned to her father's chair and seem to turn back in more mourning. She bit back a sigh and gave Deawen a reassuring smile.
"The fire festival was interesting. Most of the horses crossed the fire. Two got their tales caught in the fire," Eonera said, smoothing out her skirts. "I wonder, have you ever seen a horse running around with it's tail of fire? It's like watching a chicken with it's head cut off."
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Post subject: Posted: February 1st, 2008, 6:54 pm |
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This made Deawen smile alittle
" I always wanted to cross a fire like that...not jump over it but actually walk through it...though I don't think I could get Flow to cross " she said mentioning her palomino mare the mare had just as much attitude as her rider. Deawen recived Flow as a birthday present, the mare was the color of the sun with a mane and tail as if it were spun from silver. Her head was sharp and her eyes intelligent and full of mishchief.
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Post subject: Posted: February 1st, 2008, 6:54 pm |
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This made Deawen smile alittle
" I always wanted to cross a fire like that...not jump over it but actually walk through it...though I don't think I could get Flow to cross " she said mentioning her palomino mare the mare had just as much attitude as her rider. Deawen recived Flow as a birthday present, the mare was the color of the sun with a mane and tail as if it were spun from silver. Her head was sharp and her eyes intelligent and full of mishchief.
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Post subject: Posted: February 2nd, 2008, 11:57 am |
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"Shadowmir would probably go across for me. But I didn't want to risk his life, especially since he's only four," Eonera said, refering to her chestnut stallion that was the foal of her last horse, a great bay named Pirate who was killed in battle by goblins that still hid in the Misty Mountains...
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Post subject: Posted: February 2nd, 2008, 12:42 pm |
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Arwen had not joined dinner yet. insted she went right outside of the palace in a cloak with no gaurds. she handed a man a letter. " look...i did what you asked..now leave my family alone.." she said.
" leave you alone?" the man stepped closer to the queen. he grabed her arm and pulled her closer. " i wont leave your family alone until i get all i want.." with that he left.
Arwen stood in the alley way panting..once she regained composure she went inside for dinner as if nothing had happend.
Raelyn had come in and was sitting beside her sister smiling and talking with the people around her.
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Post subject: Posted: February 2nd, 2008, 1:05 pm |
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upon Her mother's arrival Deawen stood up and curtsied deeply, if her mother was to act as regent Deawen must be consiaince of protocal. Once seated again Deawen sighed wondering where her brother was. " That ride sounds so wonderful right now If i could just vanish and slip to the stables I'd be gone in aheartbeat! I hate the public mourning... " she confessed quietly.
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Post subject: Posted: February 2nd, 2008, 1:12 pm |
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Eonera stood and bowed when Arwen walked it. But she didn't sit down again.
"I should probably go to my own seat now. Since most everybody is taking their seat. And I know this is your brother's seat. Anyway, see you in the stable afterwards?" she said to Deawen with a gentle smile...
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Post subject: Posted: February 2nd, 2008, 1:19 pm |
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Arwen curtsied back to her daughter and then quietly took her seat.
(( short post...sorry))
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Post subject: Posted: February 2nd, 2008, 7:43 pm |
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" Yes of course" Deawen smiled back. she sat further into her seat feeling exposed and suddenly lonely.
She took up her goblet again, she swirled it wround alittle gazing into it's red depths.
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Post subject: Posted: February 3rd, 2008, 3:30 pm |
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Before dinner started, Eldarion went to his room and shut the door quietly, then he took off his black tunic, thinking. Then, he looked at a mirror and saw his reflection; the dirty blonde hair that barely covered his dark blue eyes. His tan skin and slightly pointed ears. His muscular abs and arms from many years of horseback riding and swordplay and archery showing or paying off. Then, his memory flashed back and in the mirror, he saw his mother and father kiss on their wedding day, his father pick him up and triwl him around he was but a boy, another boy beat him in a game of swordplay and his father come to comfort him, his father giving him advice about his first "love" that didn't work out, then his father lying on his deathbed, asking his son to be strong for him and his country, and then a reflection of his father looking back at him sternly....Eldarion quickly picked up a stone from his table and threw it hard at the mirror, breaking it and shattering it all around the room. One piece came and cut Eldarion on the arm and he fell to his knees, breathing hard and sweating.
Eldarion shut his eyes, kneeling his head down on the ground, broken glass surround him. His breaths finally became a regular pattern again. He had to say strong for his sisters and his mom...had to be the one to give guidance and be their for the others...yet all he wanted to do was turn away and hide. He had had no time to mourn for his father....no time to get direct direction on what to do...and his rare gift didn't help him.
Eldarion had an gift that enabled him to see visions of the past, present, or future in simple object; like a river, or a pool, or a mirror. It drained him and he didn't do it voluntarily...it just happened. Like everything else that was happening lately. It was all just too much, especailly since the heir hadn't been named yet. The other problem was no one knew about his "gift." Not even his mother. He kept it secret...but it was growing worse and worse by each full moon...more painful...more draining...Eldarion was, for the first time in his life, worried.
Eldarion cursed at himself for being so weak and punched the ground hard, a single tear falling down his cheek. He finally opened his eyes and looked at the cut on his arm, picking out the rather large piece of glass that was embeded in his arm. A small streak of blood tricked down his arm. He stood and wiped it off with a piece of cloth, then wrapped his arm tightly to stop the bleeding. He slipped on a light blue tunic, and combed his hair, before finally hurrying down to the dinner, praying to Eru that he wasn't too weak-looking, even though he knew was rather pale. He saw Deawen sitting down already and went to take his seat beside her.
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Post subject: Posted: February 3rd, 2008, 4:12 pm |
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Deawen Watched her brother sit down, her quick eye noticed a slight abnormal crease in the tunic on his arm. " Any later brother and I wouldn' have had to chase you down" she said softly to him. She then noticed he was pale she drummed her fingers on the arm of her chair thinking. " Eonera and I are going for a ride later, you should come too, it will be good for you. " She said then sipping her wine.
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