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"You can't be serious!" Bellethiel walked angry across her room and glared annoyed at her mother.
"I thought we did give up on those traditions." Her ginger hair fell in her face as she dropped her cloths onto her bed.
"Belle, you will meet him not marry him right away."
"But this is it what this is all about is it not? That I, a daughter of a wealthy and well known family, marry the son of Oropher." She walked back to her wardrobe and threw some of her shoes at the bare direction of her bed.
"Why didn't you tell me before?" Her mother sighted.
"Because now is the time for it."
The young elf rolled her eyes and packed her belongings.
"I and your father will accompany you as well as Raina and Ethiriel. And I hope you know how to behave yourself."
"As long as he does so himself." With that she finished packing and let herself fall on her bed.

"What if I do not like it there?"
"No one forces you to anything. We as family are visiting an old friend of your father."

They left at the early morning.
It was a three day journey till they would meet up with Raina and Ethiriel and then continue their journey.

"You know that your parents hope that you and the prince will fall in love and marry." Ethiriel said as she, Raina and Bellethiel were out of earshot of Bellethiels parents.
Bellethiel sighed annoyed.
Even her cousins seemed to know about this unspoken agreement between her father and the King and she started to wonder who did not know about it.

"I heard that he is proud but charming." Raina added.
"I also have heard a lot of things. But I want to see myself. Who knows maybe he just some ordinary elf." Bellethiel replied and the three laughed.
"Or maybe he got a wry face."
"Or a wry nose."
"Or maybe he short in height."

The three laughed and talked to make the journey as comfortable as possible.
Around noon Bellethiel thought that she had seen a movement behind the trees at the edge of the forest which they approached.
But with a second glance she couldn't find anything.
"These are the borders of the Woodland Realm the kingdom of Oropher. He is an old friend and wise man but he can be dangerous as well. Leave the talking to me." Bellethiels father said as they had reached the wooden gate at the beginning of the path which lead deeper into the forest.

Carefully they followed the path through the old forest.
Bellethiel turned again as she thought that she had seen again moving in the shadows.

Two guards were waiting at the bridge which leads into the palace.
"Welcome Faeron, son of Alagos. King Oropher awaits you."

The small group followed the guards through the great gate.
Bellethiel handed one of the approaching guards the reins of her horse and followed the guards through long halls to the throne room.
After long and some narrow halls they finally approached the kings' hall.
On the throne sat a tall, majestic elf with a silver crown and a long dark red gown.
At the end of the stairs stood a young elf with long blond, nearly silver coloured hair and next to him a young female elf wit long brown hair.
The female elf bowed politely and after the young elf had looked them over he bowed as well.

Bellethiel knew that her cousins were delighted about the young elf who stood at the stairs.
She herself felt uncomfortable under the gaze of his icy blue eyes.

As her and his eyes met she looked directly at him and realised that he didn't look away embarrassed but held her curious gaze.

"Faeron my old friend. It is good to see you again. Sairahiniel, time does not show on you. You are Raina. Galadriel is very proud of you. Ethiriel I assume. As beautiful as her mother. So, you are Bellethiel."
Oropher had walked down the stairs and greeted his guests.
He took himself a moment as he stood in front of Bellethiel and examined her before he turned around and shared a look with the young blond elf before he spoke again.
"Very well. Marilla lead our guests to their rooms so they can rest and refresh themselves for the feast tonight."
Marilla bowed and lead the guests out of the throne room.
The blue eyes of the young blond elf lingered on the small group as they headed off to the guestrooms with his friend.