"This way," Lorwen stated turning towards where her mother stood. Her heart beat faster as they neared her. "Mother," she began, "this is Aradan and Turwaithiel. This is my mother, Silivrentolwen ."

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(congrats on becoming an hobbit!)

Turwaithiel bowed low, knowing her mother would probably hate her because of her clothes. "An pleasure to meet you, Lady Silivrentolwen." She said.

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Aradan inclined his head, echoing Turwaithiel's statement.

(Meh, so I'm lazy for one post..)

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(not really...:thumbs up: i thought it was clever...long post take so long to read anyway )

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Meleth watched the dancers begin slowly, her head slightly on one side. She folded her arms, watching from the doorframe and relaxing slightly. Hopefully nobody would ask her to dance - it wasn't that she was bad at it, but others tended to overshadow her. She smiled to herself. If that's so, Meleth, why did you come?

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((I did? *looks at status* Oh, thanks Turwaithiel.)


Silivrentolwen 's eyes fell in Turwaithiel. She looked over at her daughter with question in her eyes. "Is there something you need Lorwen?"
"Well I," she stuttered. She had no idea how to broach this subject with her mother.
“Yes...” her mother prodded.

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(np! :smile:)

"Lady, have you ever been as free as the wind, with nothing stopping you yet you still do not know where it will take you? My life has been that but Lorwen's has been held back. I would like to help her get there." She said, standing now.

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“Her life is free and is not held back as you say," Silivrentolwen said stiffening a little. "She is following a path that will benefit her greatly. Why would you say her life is anything other then free?"
“Mother, I think what Turwaithiel is trying to say...” Lorwen stopped speaking when her mother raised her hand in a command to be silent.

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But Turwaithiel did not stay quiet. "My Lady, I know what path you want for your daughter...but is her joy less important than your wants?"

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"What business do you have in how I run my daughter's life? How do you know she is not happy?" With the last question she looked over at Lorwen.

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"I am Turwaithiel, Lady, friend of your daughter. I am in service of Thandruil, Lord of Mirkwood and freedom of choice and flying in the trees is my business." She said.

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"What do you want Turwaithiel? I have known Lorwen longer then you. I know she is reckless and doesn't think. The freedom that you talk about would kill her."
"I can take care of myself Mother. You said you know me. Do you also love me?"
"You know I do."
"You also know what Turwaithiel is asking. You can’t run my life for me mother. When I was younger yes, but now I need it to be my life. I need to be able to make decisions about it on my own. I guess what I'm saying is that either I have your blessing to stay here or I stay here with without it. I would prefer to have your blessing Mother, but that is your choice."

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Turwaithiel's eyes flickered over at Lowren, her words strong. Turwaithiel new she had to back them up. "I know you fear death for your daughter, Lady. But let you know that if you give your daughter your blessing, I will protect her with my life, but still give her the freedom she longs for."

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Lorwen’s mother sighed and lowered her head. “I still believe I will be blessing your death, but you have my blessing. Once the rest of us return home I will have your things sent to you.”
Lorwen hugged her mother tightly. “Thanks you Mother!” She looked over at Turwaithiel. “I have not the words to thank you Nîn Mellon.”

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"You have no reason to thank me. Lady, you may be no warrior, mother of Lorwen, but your strength to give her this blessing is stronger than a thousand of the strongest warriors. I swear on my life your daughter will live to see you again. Thank you."

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Meanwhile, the cousins were enticed in a human gambling game, throwing small dice made of bone, and guessing the numbers they would show.
Rhavaniel had commandered a small table at the end, where they were all huddled around, eyes focused on the game.
They all seemed to have given up hope of a dance this evening; Locien had danced with numerous elfmaids, all madly in love with his grey eyes, Sadron had decliened, and Rhavaniel was too bored to even bother to accept.
A small corner of her mind was thinking of the crownprince, but the forceful way she threw the die showed she was not in the mood either.

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