Meluwien dismounted her horse. She didnt want to make more trouble for the others and create more chores for them. She was completly capable to do it herself. She grabbed her horse and started to lead her to the stable. "I can stable my own horse, i dont want to cause any trouble for anyone. Just show me which stable i may use and ill settle my horse in."

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Deawen lead Meluwien to the stables "you can place your horse in this stall its warm and dry." Morwen put away all the tack while Dawen placed new straw in Bredol's stall. "If you would follow me I will take you to the king." Morwen said with a polite nod "Deawen run ahead and annonce us." Deawen nodded the ran to the golden hall.

(Uhhh i think you posted the same post twice )

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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

Meluwien placed her horse in the stall. It looked comfertable for her mare, it was nice. Once her horse looked situated enough, she exited the stall and closed the door. She stroked her grey face once then turned around to the others. "You lead the way." She was now ready to go meet the king, but sort of nervous.

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Morwen led the way to the throne room. She had no idea what to say to the ailing king. Half of the time he hardly knew what was being said. More than that, she was terrified of Grima. His eyes were the worst part, never resting on a single object for more than a moment, the stories from older handmaidens making her skin crawl. All this was piled on top of the fact that she was trying to behave gracefully and polite in front of the guest. There was something about her that was different from others she had escorted in her short time as a handmaiden. As they reached the throne room, Morwen said, "The king has not been himself as of late, so his councilor Grima has been put in charge of all ruling matters. I would try very hard not to offend him." Meluwien nodded as they entered. Morwen walked in front of Meluwien ,looking down as to aviod looking at Grima and walked to the step before the king's throne and knelt. "My lord, may I present Meluwien, a traveler through our lands and friend of Rohan," she said as confidently as she could under the circumstances. Getting up she bowed, moving aside, motioning towards the guest.

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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

Meluwien stayed silent. She didnt want to offend anyone. Plus, she still thought no one knew she was an elf, and thought that the king or his help might take offence to an elf being in their lands, so she kept hiding it. She let the one introducing her do all of the talking. She just simely nodded in respect for the ones in charge of these lands. Truthfully, she didnt know what to say.

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Morwen stood silently by, waiting for something to be said by anyone. To fill it, Morwen bowed at the waist and said, "If my lord allows it, I'm sure that our guest is tired and is in need of refreshment, and would like to go to her quarters." Grima stepped out of the shadows, looking suspiciously at Meluwien and hissed, "You may go. But I- His majesty would like our guest to join us for our evening meal." Morwen bowed once again, motioning for Meluwien to do the same.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Morwen stood silently by, waiting for something to be said by anyone. To fill it, Morwen bowed at the waist and said, "If my lord allows it, I'm sure that our guest is tired and is in need of refreshment, and would like to go to her quarters." Grima stepped out of the shadows, looking suspiciously at Meluwien and hissed, "You may go. But I- His majesty would like our guest to join us for our evening meal." Morwen bowed once again, motioning for Meluwien to do the same.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

This is out of RP, but this is the Morwen, Deawen's friend. We are to separate people, and I wrote the last post, Not Deawen

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Meluwien watched as Morwen motioned to her to bow her head. Meluwien did so. "I would be glad to join you for dinner." She said it in a respectful voice. After she said it, she bit her lip. She wasnt sure if it was the right time to speak, but she did anyways. She hoped it was not offencive. She did not know this king and she did not know these lands.

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(Lle ume Quel Mellon Morwen! Diola lle Morwen1 you never said there was bowing!

Deawen stood in the shadows waiting for Morwen to give her chores. Morwen knew where Deawen was so as she passed her she nodded and Deawen followed obediently. "Deawen you will be serving OUR guest tonight." Morwen ordered "what! Please no!" Deawen exploded "Deawen it will be good for you it's Final! now go and Deawen be nice" Morwen scolded. Deawen sighed then bowed (Definitly something i would not do ) to the guest.

(somebody please tell me how to put those nice shiny Banners on these post! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

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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

Meluwien waited to follow who ever was showing her her place to stay. She lowered her head when Deawen bowed in her account. She raised her head and waited.

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(Morwen1 please help me on this one if i mess this one up you get to write it!)

Deawen led Meluwien to the guest qaurters it was a large room with a single Brazzier in the center of the room. the large bed was covered in warm furs and wool blankets. Deawen stocked the brazzier with wood then left the room and returned shortly with a jug of hot water and water basin " you may wash now. i will be outside if you need me." Deawen said in a tone that clearly showed she was annoyed. Deawen walked to the door bowed then left the room.

while the guest Bathed Deawen went in search of clean dresses for both the Guest and her self. one of the older hand maidens Gave her the dresses she needed one was an elegant dress of red velvet and the other was green velvet. Deawen thanked the older Handmaiden then went to her room to change into the green dress, after changing she took the other dress to the guest. Deawen loathed those long hemmed dresses she triped only once but it still humilated her. Deawen reached Meluwien's room knocked on the door then opened the door before Meluwien could reply. " forgive me but the evening meal will not wait" Deawen said placing the dress on the bed, deawen waited for Meluwien to finish then helped dress her dispite Meluwien's protests. while fastening a button near the shoulder Deawen noticed Meluwien's right ear she gasped and pulled her hands away like Meluwien was on fire. deawen turned to dash to the door.

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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

(out of role play) Morwen1 ha ha ha victory is mine!!

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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

Morwen walked past the door then poked her head in. "Is everything settled?" She saw the faces of the two occupants in the room, and became confused. Shrugging, she said, "Let me know if you need anything." She left the guest's bower and hurried to the dining hall to ready the table for the lady Eowyn.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

(Morwen where are? :

"you... you're an Elf!" Deawen gasped her hands shaking Suddenly Deawen dropped to one knee "I beg your forgiveness I should have shown you respect!" (help! im doing something i would not do!!)

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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

Morwen was busy warming water scented with mint for the Royal fingerbowls, but she couldn't help wondering at the faces of the two women in the bower. She was worried something might have happened, or bad news been brought in the open. After setting the last bowl of steaming water on the table, she decided to check once more on her friend.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign