"It's alright, really..I was just caught up in my thoughts." Elwen said, trying to be reassuring. "As for dinner, I'm not too sure about that.." she said, then looked up as her brother Aradan walked over.

"We've got about thirty minutes until dinner..and you have to sing before the dancing, remember?"

Groaning, Elwen shook her head. "I'd forgotten that..oh, and anyway, Lorwen, this is my brother, Aradan. Aradan, Lorwen."

"Pleased to meet you, Lorwen." Aradan said with a slight inclination of his head, finally remembering his manners.

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"It is nice to meet you as well, Aradan," Lorwen replied pleasently. "Thank you for the information." She looked over at Elwen. "I take it you don't want to sing?"

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Locien gently let her fingers go, and gazed into her dark eyes, actually smiling. His sun-kissed skin seemed to light up for a moment "It seems we do, fair lady..."
Rhavaniel leant against the wall, watching the figures with bored eyes, hand on her sword hilt; she would take her time to talk with the visitors at dinner.
Sadron grinned, and nodded to something Rissien had said "Meleth... This is cousin Locien, Loc' this is Meleth a dear friend of ours."
"Flattered, I'm sure..."

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"Not for this crowd.." Elwen murmured, glancing around the room. "Every year, I have to do this, and every year, something goes wrong.."

"Stop being so melodramatic." Aradan said to her dryly, before shaking his head. "Now, if you two ladies will excuse me.." here, he inclined his head again, before walking away.

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"As am I," said Meleth, a rare smile brightening her features. "I hope very much that you enjoy your stay in Mirkwood. I was not aware that my friends had such charming relatives."

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"With such a charming woman, that I know will be here for the festivities? Tell me, lady, may I assure myself a dance-partner later?" His grey eyes twinkled, like rains clouds over London , like the sea after a strom, refreshing and inviting, offering a calm hope.

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Meleth's eyes danced with some hidden mirth. "You may, of course," she told Locien, "For I know of no other who would wish to assure himself a dance with me - besides Sadron, who being the sweetheart he is, would do it out of compassion for a wallflower." She smiled at Sadron, and then returned her gaze to Locien. "For I fear I am not as accomplished nor as fair as many others."

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"Good, for I have two left feet." he smiled again.
Sadron broke in "I did use to like you Meleth... I would do if for old times sake..."
"Of course you would! Of course you would..."Rissien threw in, trying hard not to laugh.

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"Of course you would, and I would enjoy it heartily," Meleth told Sadron, laughing. "Though I must confess I have never been in high demand among the Lords of Mirkwood and Rivendell. But all that to say, yes, I will be delighted to dance with you, my lord Locien, for as long as you wish."

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"Not Lord Locien... Just Scribe Locien."he smiled again.
Rissien rolled his eyes, and shook his head, and Sadron groaned.

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Meleth raised an eyebrow. "Or perhaps I will forgo titles altogether and use your given name, hm? It seems far simpler to do so, would you not agree?"

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"Very much, then I may call you Meleth?"

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"Certainly. I very much look forward to your company this evening," Meleth told him, smling.

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“Your brother seems quite nice, and he is right,” Lorwen told Elwen. “If I may offer a word of advice, don’t be so pessimistic. Each year is a chance for nothing to go wrong and something to go right.”

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"Point noted and taken." Elwen murmured, before glancing about the room again. "I'll stop being a pessimist, if only for this evening.."

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Turwaithiel ran up the stairs of silver and into an hallway. Her long blacj hair was tied into an braid and her light blue eyes where calm. She was still in her battle "uniform" as she turned and looked behind her. Then, before she knew it, she felt herself bump into something and fell onto the ground with an "uhp!" She looked down to see an very handsome young Elf laying under her. She stared into his eyes for an moment before reliasing what happened and got up quickly.
"Oh, sorry, so...so sorry." She stood and offered him an hand up.

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