Cutheniel awoke to the sound of her door creaking open, but she lay in bed pretending to sleep(or whatever you call how elves dream)as her best-friend and handmaiden, Maliana, crept into her room. Cutheniel knew she didn't need a handmaiden or any type of servant but the King Thranduil had given her one. But Cutheniel was not of royal blood, she was more special, she was a gift given to the Elves by the Valier to help and beautify Middle- Earth, but that was unknown to her, for unknown reasons no one ever talked to her about it, and she never thought to ask.
'Even if I am special, why do they jade me so?' Cutheniel thought. 'I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself.'
Maliana opened the curtains of the room and Cutheniel had to blink several times to get adjusted to the light.
"I know your awake Cutheniel," Maliana said pulling the covers from Cutheniel's face. "Get up now dear lady."
Cutheniel looked up at Maliana, she was a bit older than herself by about 500 years, Cutheniel being only in her 700's.
Maliana laid a long dress at the edge of Cutheniel's bed and Cutheniel groaned.
"Why must I always wear dresses?" she asked her handmaiden. "Why can't I wear a tunic and leggings like I used to?"
Maliana sighed," Because you
are special."
"So I wasn't special before?"
"You were, it's just now you are a lady. Even
though the tailor made them feminine, leggings are not fit for you now because
you no longer tromp in the woods with the Prince like you did when you were
younger."
Cutheniel pouted and muttered,"I wish I still
did."
"Come on Cutheniel you must head down to breakfast," Maliana said
pointing down at the dress lying on the bed.
"I think I'll run away today," Cutheniel said.
Maliana knew she wasn't being sarcastic. "You say that every day. And I know
you truly mean to. But I also know what holds you back."
Cutheniel got out of bed and picked up the dress. "What holds me back then?"
She asked Maliana just to see if she would get it right.
"You do not want to leave Prince Legolas, even though you are only friends
you long for him. Don't you Cutheniel? Am I right?"
She was right, very right. He was the only reason she stayed in the palace. "You
know me well," Cutheniel said smiling at her friend.
"Well hurry and dress if you want to see him at breakfast," Maliana
said as she watched Cutheniel grab the dress and rush behind the dressing
curtain. In seconds she rushed back out and slipped into her formal slippers.
"Good enough?" she asked
sarcastically. Maliana nodded and said, "Now come on before they start
serving breakfast!"
The two rushed as formally as possible down to the dining hall. When they got
to the door they stopped and walked into the room in an orderly fashion. As
they sat down, Cutheniel next to the Prince and Maliana across from her, they
quietly giggled.
"I won," Maliana mouthed.
Cutheniel shook her head, "It was a tie."
"Fine then," Maliana
said snootily turning away and accidentally knocking off her fork causing both
of them to laugh. They soon quieted as elves came in with the food.
However, what
Maliana did have wrong about Cutheniel was that she really planned to run away
that night. After, of course, a brief goodbye visit
with Legolas. 'If I'm going to tell him how I feel, now is the time,' she
thought to herself.
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