"I can't believe he asked you. I never would have thought you two would be together," a small Elvin girl said, looking up at her friend and giggling, "I mean, he's not really who I thought you would end up with." She was sitting on her friend's downy bed, holding a large, downy pillow.
Scythera waved her hand, dismissing the doubter's thought, "He is who I love, Azurae, and if I am to be with him, I shall." Her eyes showed a hint of fear, but it soon faded away to be replaced with the happiness of someone who had just got engaged.
The other Elvin woman walked over to Scythera and placed her pearl-white hands on her shoulders. Her emerald-green eyes pierced straight into the big blue ones. "Now, do not do something you may regret. We are both happy that he asked you to marry him, but you have 'loved' many guys and…"
Azurae leaped up from her place on the bed, interrupting her friend, "Blisse is right. And you know, Marmar is not the brightest star in the sky."
Scythera's face seemed to soften with a hint of laughter. "Marmar? Is that his nickname now?" She shook the pale hands from her shoulders and strode over to her bed, the hem of her dress flowing around her knees like water.
"Of course! We can't go around calling him Marmarik," Azurae enunciated his name for emphasis, "That's too formal." She sat back down, crossing her legs, "We just do not want to see you get hurt, again."
The green-eyed Elf nodded in agreement, "She's right.. We both love you and we would hate to have to kill him. We just want to see you happy." She smiled with sympathy toward her friend who she thought was confused with her decision.
The newly-engaged sighed, reaching a hand up to brush strands of light brown hair from her face. "I am happy with him. We are getting married and that's that." Turning to both of her good friends she asked, "Will you two, kindly enough, be present at my side on that special day?"
"Who do you think we are? Of course we will!" Azurae said with a little too much excitement.
"Scy, if you want, I can make your dress. I am great with the thread and needle, as you know. I could also have Hash find me some fabric."
Filling with happiness, Scythera said, "Blisse, that would be wonderful. We could go over what I want in the days to come, yes? And Zura, you could help pick flowers the day before. We could also hold it out by the lake. You know, the one where Marmarik and I spent our first day together."
"Yes, yes. I can do that," she said as her friend then turned to Blisse and continued to discuss wedding plans. Her mind started to drift, thinking less about Scy's good-fortune and more about her own faults with love. "But enough talk about weddings and such. I'm tired of it." Tilting her head down, she pursed her lips before she could say more.
Hearing the similar pain in her friend's voice that she had heard for months, she said,"Dear, what's the matter?" Blisse sat on the bed and wrapped her arm around her shoulders, "Please tell us."
"It's nothing, really. Ryon has just done one of his disappearing adventures. I have not seen him in days." Sighing quietly, she blinked back tears and asked, "Do you think he's all right?"
Scythera stood up and strode over to her wooden vanity. She chose a small glass container before opening it up and pouring a small amount of the clear, blue liquid on her hand, "He is not worth your time if he's going to disappear and not tell you where he's going. If he upsets you this much, you can find someone better who will actually care more about your feelings than his own." As she said this, she dabbed the liquid on her wrists and a small bit of it on the nape of her neck.
"There are so many other guys out there who are so much better for you; Elvin men who actually want to be with you. I've heard a lot of talk around the city about how you would make an excellent wife." The bright red lips on Blisse's face curved up into a kind smile, "I'm sure we could go find some right now!"
Azurae shrugged her shoulders saying, "I love him, though. I could never leave him for someone else."
"How do you know that he's not seeing someone else? And you would not be leaving him, just looking at your other choices. What is the harm in that?" While quickly braiding her hair into a loose braid that hung to the middle of her back, Scy said, "What he doesn't know, won't hurt him, right?"
"It's not like that. I promised that I would stay faithful."
Blisse stood, raising her eyebrows. She looked over her friend as she asked, "And did he promise you this same thing?"
Feeling even more upset, she looked up at her friends, sighing, "Of course he did. He loves me just as much as I love him. And that is why he is not seeing someone else." She shot Scythera a heinous look before she slid off of the bed and looked at herself in the old mirror, trying to fix some part of her outfit; a wrinkle here and there or dust that had gathered from walking on the path. She was wearing a skirt, crafted by Blisse, that went to her knees, its pink hue complementing the soft silken fabric shirt that showed off her curves. The lilac hair, hair that had gotten her so many stares, framed her face and fell in waves down her back. "He loves me…"
Sighing while slightly annoyed, Scy gave up on the subject. "Well, okay. Whatever you feel is right, Zura," she said and looked at the two of her friends, "Now you two need to get out of my house. I have a date with my man."
The two others looked at each other and rolled their eyes, forgetting the previous subject. They were both thinking the same thing: this 'date' was most likely not with her husband-to-be. "Okay, okay. We'll just head to the city. Is that all right with you, Zura?"
Shaking her head with a small look of sadness in her eyes, she said, "I was going to head back to my home for a bit and freshen up. I could always meet you somewhere, later."
Blisse nodded, her short, pixie-cut blonde hair reflecting the light. "That sounds good. We could always meet-" she paused then shook her head, "Now that I think of it; I have somewhere to go, this evening. Sorry!"
Shrugging slightly, trying not to show her relief, Azurae said, "No worries, Blisse. I just wanted to stay home tonight, anyway." She said her goodbyes and then made her way through Scy's small home and walked out into the dusk.
Blisse smiled to Scythera before following Azurae out through the door. She turned and said back to Scythera, "Have fun tonight, even though I know you will." She laughed, her laughter was a soft chorus of bells, turning back around and walking along the beaten dirt path.
Rolling her eyes, Scythera shut the heavy wooden door after her friends had went on their way.