Ilythiiri looked up at Rhavaniel, round-eyed, and then back at Aragorn. She did not know what to think.

(Yeah, it sucks all right...I'm trying my best to steal bits of time here and there.)

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Aragorn shook his head. "No, Milady," said his sad voice, recognising royalty in the behaviour of the Elf "This isn't a request. This is an order of the King." He silenced and looked at the other girls.
"Miriel, you'll serve dinner. In the kitchen they'll tell you what the dinner. You know how it works, please show them around abit"
For a moment the girl with the golden hair stared at him, then she nodded.
He turned back to the Elven girl. "You need to adjust your behaviour.. for your own good. Please understand.." His eyes caught her gaze. "We all went through this. It will be hard... That's why we are here, why Miriel is here. Why I am here... I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. I've been in the service of the King as steward for many years." He silenced abruptly, his eyes saddened.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Ilythiiri looked at him, feeling, strangely, that she could trust him if no one else. "Why?" she asked softly. "Hasn't he done enough? Why can't he leave us alone?" her voice rose a little, still slightly childish, and she fought to keep her panic from showing.

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Miriel looked at Ilythiiri. "We don't have a choice. We have to though we never asked for this. They took our freedom yet there's no way to get it back." Miriel sighed, looked at Illythiiri who looked as if she could start to panic every moment and then to Aragorn, hoping for his support.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Turwaithiel ran after Rhav. "Is there anyway for me to even talk to the king? Tomorrow, maybe? You know I'll always take orders from you, Milday, but..." She sighed, knowing her weird actions where rash and unneeded. "I just want to help..."

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

The elf scowled at the man, then at the other elf, her lips forming a delicate pout. Something seemed to warring with her on the inside, then she shook her head stiffly and looked away at the floor. "Turwaithiel , you can make your own choice, it seems that I shant bother anymore." she ended simply, eyes flashing.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Aragorn cast an apoligising look at the girls. "I must go now," He left the room, feeling terrible to leave the girls in this way but staying there any longer, he knew, would make him suspicious.

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Miriel looked at Rhavaniel, unsure what she would do. Would she run away? Or to endure the circumstances like she did. Miriel knew escape would almost be impossible: even at night there were soldiers and if you did manage to escape you would be recognised as a slave in the city.
Many plans had she devised yet every try for escape had turned out bad, the most for her.
"Rhavaniel.. do you come with me..?"

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

She considered for a moment "Where else should I go?"
She smiled, and grabbed the fabric of her dress, ripping about half off, and toying with it in her hands.
The elf held the strip off cloth, and wrapped it around her waist, checking the length of the skirt. It had been a bit of a clumsy rip, and the dress was slanted at the bottom. Shrugging she stood again, and ran her hand through her hair.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Miriel left the little chamber and skipped through the corridors until she'd found the large kitchens were she had worked before. She gestured the others to halt. "Don't expect them to be nice or anything like that." she whispered "THe only friendly person I know of here is Aragorn. All the others are rude and will offend us. I just wanted you to know."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

The elf smiled, and gently pushed the door open, taking a deep breath of the spiced air. The bustle of people made her feel at home at once, and at the same time like a fith wheel.
"Well..."

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Miriel followed Rhavaniel . She looked through the crowded Kitchen where slaves, cooks and other servants did their jobs.
Suddenly Eärnur, the man she'd met in the kitchens this afternoon, grabbed Miriel's arm. "You're late," he hissed "Couldn't you bring them a bit faster eh?"

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Rhavaniel glared at the man, her face bearing an excpression that would've halted a wild boar in its tracks, and forced it to run off with its tail between its legs.
Her jaw was set, and she seemed of even higher status than before. But then , she always had been protective of her friends, and then , it always had gotten her into trouble.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

“Now back to work,” Eärnur hissed, “Or ye know what will happen." His firm grasp finally let go of Miriel's arm, red marks showed the places where his fingers had clutched her skin.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

[I'm assuming Ilythiiri is still with you?]

Ilythiiri halted uncertainly in the doorway, swallowing nervously. She felt trapped between Boromir's wrath and Rhavaniel's defiance, and this new group of hostile, people did nothing to reassure her. She attempted to fade into the woodwork, as it were, hoping nobody would notice her.

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Turwaithiel touched her shoulder lightly..."It's okay, I think you can go on in..."

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Ilythiiri looked up andmet Turwaithiel's eyes but didn't say anything. She timidly followed Rhavaniel in.

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