"Arinae Renlith eneth nîn. Elen síla lumenn' omentielvo, van hiril Arwen" Arinae spoke fluently with a deep bow, falling back into the language by which she was raised for most of her years.

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Rhayader smiled when Tindomerel took his hand. He looked at his queen like he expected to have his head cut off. He didn't know whether she would condone the relationship or not.

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Tindomerel smiled as Arinae greeted her sister in elvish. She could tell that Rhayader was a bit tense. She squeezed his hand a bit.

Arwen nodded to Arinae. "Mae govannen, Arinae Renlith."
(Well met, Arinae Renlith.)
She then turned back to her sister, not really knowing what to do or say.
"Are you sure?"

Tindomerel nodded, squeezing Rhayader's hand very tightly. She remained silent.

"If it makes you happy..." said Arwen.

Tindomerel let go of Rhayader's hand and tackled her sister with a hug. "Rim hennaid," said Tindomerel, after letting go of her sister.
(Many thanks.)
"Glassen," said Arwen, smiling.

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Rhayader was a little confused by all the elvish being spoken. He saw Tindomerel was happy and so asumed that Arwen must have let their relationship stand. He smiled brightly and let out a long deep breath. The tension seemed to eb away.

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Tindomerel smiled, wildly. She wrapped her arms around Rhayader's neck and kissed him, long and hard.

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Rhayader embraced her complettely and loved ever moment. He eventually pulled back looked at her face smiling wildly.
"I guess that means she aproves?"
He felt a slight twinge in his injured arm.
"Um could loosen your hug?"
He chuckeled.

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Tindomerel nodded, attacking him with another kiss. rhayader had barely spoken when the elf pulled away quickly, gripping her left side. When Rhayader had wrapped his arms around her, he had run his hand across her wound she had gotten trying to escape earlier. She had forgetton about it. It still hurt.

Arwen looked at her sister. "Are you alright?" asked Arwen, speaking in the common tongue again.

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Rhayader looked to Arwen.
"She has been treated by the finest healers my lady."

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Arinae smiled somewhat sheepishly and left them to themselves. She stood towards the ledge on the east wall, her gaze locked distantly in the direction the enemy had gone.

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"Not this wound," said Tindomerel, softly.
She looked at her sister, still gripping her side.

Arwen soon was at Tindomerel's side, holding her younger sister up. "Sit," said Arwen, moving Tindomerel over to a box, "I'll look at it."

"I can..." started Tindomerel.

Arwen gave Tindomerel a warning glare very like the kind that Tindomerel gave people.

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Rhayader came over and looked concerned as the Lady Arwen looked at her sister's wound. Indeed this had not been looked at.
"You fought with that?!"

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"It's not as bad as it looks," said Tindomerel, with a sigh.

"When did you get it?" demanded Arwen, using her queenly voice.

Tindomerel muttered something in an undertone.

"Tindomerel..." said Arwen.

"Earlier, when I got captured," said Tindomerel, not sure if Rhayader knew what had happened.

((Eeps! Have to get of for, like, fifteen minutes. Be right back!!!))

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Rhayader looked shocked.
"Captured?! When? How?"

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"When she went off for 'a ride' outside the city and I had to retrieve her..." Arinae muttered the answer, returning once more. "I saw it but said nothing, but I apologize... I should have still made her see a healer, but I figured if she didn't get it taken care of on her own, perhaps she would learn a lesson to accept help less stubbornly next time..." She explained, her expression only somewhat regretful. "I can't stand it when elves get so prideful..." she muttered very low to herself, in Rohirric.

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Tindomerel looked at Arinae. "You could never tell," said Tindomerel, answering in Rohirric, a small smile spreading across her face.
Tindomerel then switched back to the common tongue. "I have learned Rohirric, so don't look so surprised," said the elf, "And I just forgot about it, that's all. I was planning to have it looked at, then the attack came..."

Tindomerel then turned to her sister, who was still looking at her wound. "How many did you bring from Gondor?" asked the younger sister.
"Fifty," said Arwen, pulling some fresh herbs from her own pack, along with some bandages, "That's all we could get. I cme because I thought you would be here."

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Arinae glared at the elf for a moment. ( She was mumbling it to herself alone... please .... ) "Figures you'd know rohirric..." Arinae muttered irritably.

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